"Dong Dong Dong!" The sound of knocking on the door came in, and cuckoo suddenly became panic. Not only was she now naked, but Suk didn't know why she was in a very elusive state.

His face was solemn, his forehead was sweating, his eyes were closed, his right arm was sticking out, the needle in his hand was like a brush, his arm was motionless, and his fingers seemed to be twisting the needle at a frequency that could hardly be distinguished by the naked eye.

Du Juan is not Deng Xiaotian. She has never told anyone, her parents or her brother about this cruel disease. She doesn't want to watch them worry about her work any more. She prefers to leave alone or go missing, which is an acceptable outcome.

But who wants to? A lot of youth has not been wasted, there is no lover's love, there is no husband and wife's mutual help, there is no child's upbringing and growth, there is no grandson's knee around with his back against the rocking chair when he is old.

The sudden pain of life experience has always been shrouded in azalea, even if she is strong, even if she has been deceiving herself, but this is true after all.

The despair of his heart is like death. When he heard Suk say this, he was shocked, unbelievable, suspicious and ecstatic. It seems that all the emotions that human beings can show flashed on his face one by one.

A room, a man and two women, a man watched two women cry, and the two women cry is happy dripping, tears flying, first single cry, and then combined cry, finally hugged and cry, finally don't know what's going on, holding Suk to cry together.

Suk held the two sisters, opened his mouth, opened his hands and patted them on the shoulder: "OK, OK, it's not so serious. We are just scaring ourselves. Believe me, we will get better soon!"

"Why does the doctor say it's so horrible?" Du Wan was scared to death by the doctor today. Those color Doppler ultrasound images, X-ray films and finger painting make people feel that the end of the world is near. Even according to the doctor's diagnosis, if the cuckoo can not actively receive treatment, the situation can only continue to be bad, and the best result is that it can only last half a year.

"There is still a big difference between Chinese and Western medicine!" Suk shrugged his shoulders. He knew the real situation clearly, but he managed to make cuckoo regain her confidence. He couldn't scare her any more.

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