"No, that's leukemia. Although it cannot be said to be an absolute terminal illness, if you cannot transplant the appropriate bone marrow, it is no different from a terminal illness."

"We can't find a suitable bone marrow bank in our country. I heard that her mother is looking for it, but it's a pity..."

"Now An Ran's condition has worsened. Dr. Zhang said that he needs chemotherapy. Chemotherapy. When I hear this word, I feel terrible."

"No, chemotherapy is too difficult, even adults can't stand it, let alone children. I have seen many people give up because chemotherapy is too painful."

"No, and chemotherapy is just a little bit of time, and there is no way to completely treat it."

"How good is this little girl Anran, she looks good and has a good personality. Why... I heard that she had grown up in the welfare dean before."

"Yes, I hope God can bless her and find the right bone marrow sooner. Hey, An Ran, why are you here!"

One of the nurses glanced casually and saw the small figure around the corner.

The thin little girl stared at them, her eyes wide open, as if she was scared, and her already pale face was not at all bloody at this time.

She seemed to be suddenly stiff and her soul was exhausted, and she was completely tidy.

"An Ran, what's wrong with you?" The two nurses were frightened by An Ran, and hurried over...

-

When Yin Yin came back with the meal, she saw Anran sitting on the chair. Two nurses blocked her, as if she was whispering something, looking anxious.

"What's wrong?" Yin Yin asked.

Perhaps hearing Yin Yin's voice, the two nurses froze instantly and pushed each other down. One of the nurses walked out and looked at Yin Yin with apologetic eyes.

"Well, Miss Yin, can we talk with you?"

Yin Yin walked out with her.

"Well, Miss Yin, I'm sorry, when we talked about An Ran's condition, she accidentally heard it..."

The little nurse told the story and finally added: "...I'm really sorry, I promise, I will never again."

Yin Yin looked stunned. Instead of looking at the little nurse who kept apologizing, she looked at the ward, blocked by the wall, and could not see An Ran's current situation.

She took a deep breath and said, "Forget it, I plan to tell An Ran about this in the past two days..."

In fact, she has been considering the words and doesn't know how to say it to An Ran better, but after thinking about it, it seems that no matter how you say it, the conclusion cannot be changed.

Maybe, that's OK.

Yin Yin thought.

-

The two nurses left.

Yin Yin returned to the ward.

The little girl sat on the chair, her face was bloodless, her expression was blank, her eyes were a little hollow, and her fingers occasionally trembled unconsciously, like a soulless puppet.

Yin Yin looked panicked and felt like the little girl was about to leave and could no longer catch her.

Acting faster than thinking, she went forward and hugged An Ran tightly in her arms.

"An Ran, mom is here, mom is here..."

Yin Yin kept repeating this.

At this time, when other words seemed pale and powerless.

He said he should not be afraid, it will definitely be cured, but can she guarantee An Ran?

Or should I cruelly tell An Ran that she will die?

Then there is some pale and powerless comfort?

No matter which answer, it doesn't seem to be the best answer.
Chapter completed!