Dr. Hu nodded and responded.

There was lightning and thunder outside, and a flashing white light hit from the glass window, illuminating Jiang Lan's face even whiter.

If the lights are not turned on, I will probably be scared to death by her appearance when I come in.

Because she is in her current state, she looks so much like a dead person.

Dr. Hu stood in front of the bed and looked for a while. It took about two hours before Jiang Lan woke up slowly.

She stared at the snow-white ceiling, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"Young Madam, are you awake?"

Jiang Lan's eyelashes trembled and he turned his head slightly to look at Dr. Hu.

"Madam, do you still remember me? I am Dr. Hu."

Jiang Lan looked at him weakly, his eyes were a little cunning. Dr. Hu swallowed and pointed to the tip of his nose.

"I, you don't know each other?"

Jiang Lan still didn't speak.

Dr. Hu sighed and muttered to himself: "Is it already so serious?"

He frowned again, "No, the doctor said that the development will not be so fast."

"Did you not take the medicine I gave you?"

Dr. Hu said a lot, and Jiang Lan suddenly raised his hand and gestured: I remember.

Unfortunately, Dr. Hu couldn't understand.

When Jiang Lan saw the confusion in his eyes, he realized it and nodded.

When Dr. Hu saw this action, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Do you remember me, do you?"

Jiang Lan nodded again.

"That's good, that's good, then do I take the medicine I gave you on time?"

Jiang Lan's eyelashes trembled, she lowered her eyes, and her slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the foundation of her eyes.

Dr. Hu sighed and said earnestly: "Madam, you have to eat on time. If you don't eat this disease..."

He didn't want to say that he was too pessimistic, so he changed his voice, "If you eat it on time, your disease will not worsen within at least two years."

Dr. Hu still said it was conservative. If it were the past, it might be fine, but Jiang Lan's current state is in trouble for two years, and it would be great if he could last for half a year.

Jiang Lan raised her hand and wanted to get the phone, but she really had no strength and hung down weakly.

"Madam, if you have anything to say, wait until your energy is restored before you talk. I shouldn't leave for the time being, I'll get you porridge."

Dr. Hu said, turning his head and running out. Not long after, he came in with a bowl of porridge.

He helped Jiang Lan up, scooped a spoonful and put it to her mouth, "Madam, let's eat something."

Jiang Lan stared at the porridge in his hand and pursed her lips.

After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and took a sip.

Dr. Hu breathed out a sigh of relief and quickly scooped a spoonful, "Come on, drink more, you haven't eaten for two days."

Jiang Lan drank quietly.

It was not until the bowl of porridge was bottoming out that her strength recovered a little.

She found the cell phone at the head of the bed, picked up the cell phone, and typed it to Dr. Hu.

——Am I going to die?

Dr. Hu suddenly saw this line of words and stopped his movements in his hand. He forced a smile: "Stop talking nonsense, Mrs. Young Master, you are still so young, how could you die?"

Dr. Hu remembered again, "You can't be the one who feels that you're going to die before you don't eat?"

Jiang Lan was silent, which was considered a default.

She lay on the sofa for a day, and when she woke up, her mind was in chaos. In addition to the pain of her fingers, her lower abdomen and body were also in pain.

At that time, she felt that she was really dying.

I have been waiting for death to come, but who knows that I will wake up from the bed if I open my eyes again.

"By the way, madam, I'll tell you about your illness."
Chapter completed!