The snow-white ward was quiet and peaceful.

Lan Chu lay on the bed obediently, and the monitor beside her made a steady beep. She looked up at the snow-white ceiling, and there seemed to be no emotions in her clear eyes.

"Squeak--" The door of the ward was slowly pushed open.

Shi Qinglan walked into the bedroom wearing a white coat, and Lan Chu burst into a smile when he saw this, "Xiao Qingqing!"

"I'm here." Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly.

She closed the door of the ward and walked to the bed, sat on the edge of Lan Chu's bed, and gently rubbed her cheek with one hand.

Shi Qinglan asked softly, "How are you feeling lately?"

"It hurts..." Lan Chu's small mouth pouted lightly, "I didn't even feel the stomach pain before."

The pain of cancer is different from ordinary diseases.

This kind of pain is a pain that can be brought into the nightmare to make people collapse, and it is also a sense of despair that makes people walk on the edge of hell, suffering countless tortures, and can't hold back hope.

"I already have a way, I will stick to it, eh?"

Shi Qinglan lowered her eyes to look at Lan Chu, she comforted her softly and softly, "Little Chu'er, you will be cured."

"Really?" Lan Chu's eyes lit up suddenly.

She looked at Shi Qinglan hopefully, with fine stars shining in those clear eyes, "Can I really heal?"

"Really." Shi Qinglan smiled softly.

She patiently asked her opinions, "I have worked out a cure for you, but this is a road that no one else has traveled. You may face many dangers in the future. Would you like to go with me? "

"I do!" Lan Chu hardly thought.

She nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, "Xiao Qingqing, I believe you, as long as you say there is a way, I will try."

"Don't rush to promise me first." Shi Qinglan gently shook her hand, "Whether it is a doctor or a friend, I must first explain everything to you clearly before you make a decision."

"Huh?" Lan Chu blinked and looked at her puzzled.

Shi Qinglan said truthfully, "Xiao Chu'er, next we will have to do an operation to remove all the parts of your stomach that are invaded by cancer cells. This operation is very dangerous. In the medical field, the current overall success rate is only 10%, even if I personally take charge, the success rate will be raised to 50% at most."

Hearing this, Lan Chu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She pressed her lips gently, "The 50% success rate means that I might die on the operating table just like this..."

Shi Qinglan looked at her silently without answering for a while.

After a long time, the voice answered slightly dumbly, "Yes, so you have to think carefully about whether or not to..."

"I do!" Lan Chu's eyes were very firm.

She raised her eyes and looked at Shi Qinglan, her clear eyes filled with faithful light, "I will do this operation!"

If she doesn't, she will face pain and death in the future.

But if you do...maybe there will be a silver lining, with a 50% success rate. Although it sounds not high, it is like a second life for cancer patients.

"Have you decided?" Shi Qinglan stared at her seriously.

Lan Chu nodded lightly again, "I am willing to accept this challenge. I will try my best to survive this time. I also believe that Xiao Qingqing will bring me out of the operating room!"

"Good." Shi Qinglan's red lips bend slightly.

She will form the world's top surgical team in the Academy of Medicine to complete this operation for Lan Chu to maximize the success rate and reduce all possible risks.

"But..." Lan Chu bit her lower lip lightly, and raised her eyes to look at the girl, "Xiao Qingqing, can I be discharged temporarily? I want to... go back and take a look at her husband."

Although she had just promised to be brave and determined.

But Lan Chu had never faced this before, and the little heart trembled gently, fearing the other half of the probability of death.

She was really afraid that she would die on the operating table like this and would never be able to return to Bai Jingchen's side, and even...maybe she would never see him for the last time before she died.

"Good." Shi Qinglan's voice was low and dumb.

She raised her lips gently, and said with relief, Lan Chu said, "I will make arrangements, but I can only give you half a day at most."

"Enough." Lan Chu smiled and nodded.

In fact, she felt extravagant for a long time. It only took a few hours. She just wanted to go home and see Bai Jingchen, even if she just looked at him from a distance, that would be enough.

...

In the Imperial Palace, in a top box.

Some time ago, Bai Jingchen was decadent and drunk in the Bai’s villa, while lying on the sofa drinking to pass the time, while staring at the closed door, hoping for the moment when the door bell rang, hoping that Lan Chu would suddenly return to him. Around.

However, he only waited for a divorce agreement.

Bai Jingchen held up the wine bottle and blew directly on the bottle with his head up. The wine slid down his delicate jaw line and fell on the rolling apple, showing a bit of sensuality and depression.

"Don't drink it." Bo Yucheng frowned lightly.

He immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Jingchen's bottle, "When it's time to come back, Miss Lan will come back to look for you."

"Heh..." Bai Jingchen sneered mockingly.

He wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth with his fingers, "Brother Cheng, tell me the truth, do you know where she is? You and Shi Qinglan know where she is!"

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng pressed his lips lightly and fell into silence.

He lowered his eyes, gently rubbed the bottle of wine and bottle wall in his hand, and said calmly and affectionately, "I don't know."

"I believe you?" Bai Jingchen couldn't help but snorted coldly.

There were a few blushes on his cheeks, drunkenness filled his eyebrows and eyes, and the whole body was exuding alcohol.

Originally the bottle of wine in his hand was snatched by Bo Yucheng, so he simply took a new bottle, opened the bottle cap with his teeth and poured it into his stomach desperately, burning it fiercely.

It seems that only this drunkenness can offset the pain of the heart.

Bo Yucheng snatched his wine bottle again, and fell directly to the ground with a violent and crisp sound, "Papa--"

Upon hearing the sound, Bai Jingchen's eyes froze for a moment.

"I told you not to drink!" Bo Yucheng shouted, "Rather than buying drunk here, it is better to think about how to solve your Bai family's mess, so that Miss Lan can come back sooner."

"What do you mean?" Bai Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at him.

He slowly straightened his back, and got up from the state of lying in the sofa, "You said Lan Chu was walking because of this?"

Bo Yucheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

He still had that indifferent expression, "I do know where Lan Chu is, but I can't tell you for now."

"How can it be done?" Bai Jingchen's eyes lit up.