"Don't be angry, Yuge. Qingzege told me that he will be back within five hours." Dr. Zhang looked helplessly as An Shangyu kept kicking Qingzege's bed.

An Sangyu's face turned dark immediately.

"What...? Within five hours?" An Shangyu directly split Qingze's bed in half.

"Ah...?" Dr. Zhang was frightened.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me? You're such a fucking cunt! I..."

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Mu Yechen sat beside An Mengmeng's bed and looked at her quietly. How long could he look at this lovely face?

He took out the painkillers from his pocket and swallowed two.

"ah……."

Every time I swallow the medicine, I feel endless pain in my abdomen.

Mu Yechen supported his head with his hands, and sweat immediately left his forehead.

…

"Mr. Mu, the examination report has come out. It is late-stage gastric cancer."

"How long do I have?"

"I suggest you go to hospital for treatment now? Otherwise it will get worse and it may be very bad."

"I asked how long I have left?"

"If possible, six months, but if you don't receive treatment, your life will be in danger, and your life time will also be shortened."

"Prescribe me some painkillers, and I'll have someone come get them every week from now on."

"Mr. Mu, if you persist like this, you may not even have half a year."

"Cut the nonsense!"

…

"Mr. Mu, it has begun to deteriorate. Now that I am receiving treatment, I am afraid..."

"How long do I have?"

"About two months..."

"Prescribe painkillers for me..."

…

Mu Yechen didn't want to remember so much, nor did he want to think so much. As long as he could stay by her side in the past two months, that would be fine.

"Mengmeng, what if I leave then?" Mu Yechen closed his eyes, not daring to imagine.

"What are you talking about?" An Mengmeng looked at him in confusion with his eyes closed, as if he was thinking about something painful and frowning every day.

Mu Yechen quickly opened his eyes: "Are you awake? It's okay, I didn't say anything."

"Oh..." An Mengmeng turned her face and looked out the window, "I wonder what he is doing now?"

"If Qingze regains his memory, will you return to him?"

"I don't know, if I wasn't your fiancée, I might have returned to him!" An Mengmeng smiled lightly. She now took everything indifferently.

Whether or not Qingze recovers his memory may not matter much to her, because she knows that she just likes him, and she cannot be so rigid.

"Can you stay by my side forever?" Mu Yechen held her hand.

An Mengmeng turned around, as if she hadn't looked at him in the eyes for a long time. Why did he seem to have lost weight? Moreover, his complexion was not what it was before, it was much whiter.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Your face doesn't look very good." An Mengmeng was a little worried.

Mu Yechen smiled and shook his head: "It's okay. Can you answer my question just now?"

An Mengmeng lowered her head and stopped looking at him. Is it possible for her to stay by his side all the time? No one can decide the future.

"Can I not answer your question now?"

"Well, wait until you want to answer before you answer me. Is that okay?"

"Um."

[Han Beijun: Tell me, do you want a sequel? Tell me! I am here again, and the third volume is over here~! Next, the fourth volume, Beier thinks it should be the last one

The volume is over, which means that the final chapter is about to come~! But what do you think of it? Okay~! The fourth volume will start soon! Here are some guesses about the problems you will encounter~!]

[Mu Yechen is actually suffering from gastric cancer? And it is in the late stage? So will Mengmeng know? 】

[What would Mengmeng do if she knew Mu Yechen had stomach cancer?]

[Can Han Zeyu successfully eradicate the traitors of the ‘World Royal Family’? 】

【Can Han Zeyu bring Mengmeng back to him? 】

【Mengmeng is willing to give up her happiness to Jing Naiqin?】

【Please look forward to the fourth volume.】
Chapter completed!