Good Luck:Dear,Come

Last life, God gave it to her, she didn't want it, even secretly went to abortion without telling everyone. In this life, she sincerely wanted it, but God never wanted to give it to her again.

It must be, it must be retribution Thinking of this, she couldn't help crying again.

Song Beichuan sighed, retreated slightly, looked down at her mourning face, and stretched out his thumb to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Do you really want to have another one?"

She nodded vigorously.

"Not because of the pressure my mother put on you?"

She shook her head.

"All right then,"

"OK? What a good horse? " She stopped crying and looked at her husband in confusion.

"Since she's going to the hospital tomorrow, don't you think it's a day off for us to have a look at her," she said

Lin Xiaoqing stood in the same place with his mouth open.

"It's better for two people to work together than for you to worry in the bathroom alone?" She pinched the tip of her nose and cried.

"Ah..." She ate the pain, but broke tears into a smile.

A week later, the inspection report came out. At that time, Lin Xiaoqing realized that the real punishment God gave her was not the difficulty of pregnancy.

The couple were called back to the hospital to listen to the results.

Gastric cancer, has been diagnosed But this time, the person she was looking for was not her, but her beloved song Beichuan.

"But fortunately, the discovery time is early," Yisheng seems to be always so calm, as if in the ordinary consultation general, he calmly said the extremely cruel fact, "at present is the second stage, if the treatment process is smooth, there is no accident, it should be completely cured."

The attending doctor explained some details about the admission treatment, but Lin Xiaoqing didn't even hear a word.

She was too shocked, shocked, as if her soul had been pulled out of her body, and then watched the group perform the horror film in mid air.

Why? The only question left in her mind.

What on earth is God doing to make her live again? Just to make her more miserable? She once suspected that all this was just a long and happy dream. However, if the cost of realizing the dream was Beichuan's life, she would rather hope that it was not true.

She would rather wake up now, open her eyes and be glad that she is the one lying on the bed, while song Beichuan is still healthy and happy Even if, even if no longer with her

"Xiaoqing?" Suddenly, a soft call came to my ears.

She suddenly came back to herself and found that she had been dragged out of the consulting room.

"Are you all right?" Looking at Song Beichuan, she showed a little worry.

It's really ironic to say that when I proposed to come to the hospital for examination, I actually wanted to relieve her pressure on pregnancy. Unexpectedly, I found out that he was suffering from the second stage of gastric cancer.

When Lin Xiaoqing saw that he had nothing on his face, he couldn't help getting angry. "How can you be so calm? Do you think it's a gastric ulcer? "

Song Beichuan shrugged, took a chair beside her, took her hand, and said with a smile: "anyway, the doctor also said that it is still in the second stage. As long as you receive treatment immediately and take care of it carefully, the chance of recovery is very high."

"But..." She bit her lower lip and trembled, her mind full of pessimistic thoughts.

"Don't think so much, will you?" He reached out and wiped her face.

It's strange that he is not very worried about his illness at the moment. He absolutely believes in modern medical technology. On the contrary, he is more worried about Xiaoqing.

When he learned that he was suffering from gastric cancer, it was like a Bonzi play on TV. The scenes he had experienced in his life were like running lanterns in his brain Xiaoqing accounts for the vast majority of those pictures.

He remembered that when he first met her, she was a girl who loved to laugh very much. She always laughed like a silver bell, and the laughter was very low and strange. No matter how bad or cold the joke was, she would always support it to the end.

He also remembered that she was frank, a little funny, happy, angry and sad. She always couldn't hide. When she was in a good mood, she would laugh, when she was in a bad mood, she would cry, when she was dissatisfied, she would not feel at ease, and when she was angry, she would not swallow it. This is Lin Xiaoqing whom he fell in love with.

As a child, he grew up in a family where he was taught to understand the rules. It has become his survival instinct to suppress something. He even gradually forgets how to express his voice and ideas. When he grows up, he enters an industry full of city secrets and struggles. He learns to be expressionless even if he likes it, and smile even if he hates it 。

In a word, Lin Xiaoqing, who has a straightforward manner, let him almost see his original appearance. So he fell in love with her and wanted to spend his life with her.

However, just ten minutes ago, when his memory quickly ran through his mind, he suddenly found that Xiaoqing happily married him, and the smile after marriage was getting less and less day by day.Suddenly, he realized that perhaps this marriage did not bring her happiness, but deprived her of it.

"Xiaoqing," thinking of this, he said again, "I will definitely recover, OK? So you really don't have to worry about anything... "

"What are you talking about?" She finally yelled at him, "who do you think I am? I'm your wife, not a passer-by! How can I not worry? "

He picked up her face and said, "of course I know you're my wife. I just don't want this to bring you more pressure, you know? You're under a lot of pressure, and I can't relax. "

She calmed down, tears swirling in her eyes.

"You see, you're going to cry again." He sighed and put his forehead on her. "I know the pregnancy has been bothering you for a long time. Now I'm sick again. I really don't know what I should do to make your life easier."

“…… You've given me a good life. " She sucked at her nose to stop her tears.

"I'm not talking about the material side."

"I know."

"I failed everything but material."

"You think too much." She closed her eyes and hummed coldly.

"Me? How can I think too much? I'm afraid you think too much, "he said with a smile, pinching her chin to make her happy.

But she didn't feel that way at all. She pushed his hand away and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. "Did she say when to be hospitalized in my life? I didn't get it

He was stunned for a while, and then replied: "he hopes that within a week, when I'm sure I'll be hospitalized, I'll arrange the resection operation."