Su Qingyu was very weak, and his whole body was like a little white rabbit curled up in a pitiful ball.
Li Tingchen brought her warm water, “Drink first.”
Su Qingyu had just drunk it, and the next second he spit it out again, and this time all he spit out was blood, spitting out Li Tingchen all over.
“Doctor, let the doctor come over.”
Thinking of the friendship of the past, Lin Yan was specially seconded to Li’s house to facilitate Su Qingyu to see Su Qingyu anytime, anywhere.
He rushed over in less than a minute, looking at the blood on Su Qingyu’s bed, his brows frowned together.
This is not a good sign.
Su Qingyu’s head and stomach were in severe pain, and his body was already very uncomfortable. After chemotherapy, other locations were more or less affected. In addition, Su Qingyu suffered from headaches.
“It hurts, it hurts!”
“Qingyu, don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
Lin Yan hurriedly gave her painkillers, but Su Qingyu was still in pain. Under the severe pain, she really had a tendency to commit suicide.
It was so uncomfortable, every minute and every second of living, even breathing, made her miserable.
After wandering around Su Qingyu a few times during the day, he suddenly thought of something to return to his cat litter.
All its toys were brought over, and it was drilling around in the pile of toys, as if it was looking for something.
Finding that his white bottle was gone, he jumped up and down in a hurry during the day, and there was an anxious meow sound in his mouth.
Shen Lanzhi was also anxious, “Go, go, when is it time for you to call.””
Su Qingyu was sent to the hospital for examination on the same day. Yang Han took a look at the cancer spectrum and various CT and MRI examination data.
The more Lin Yu looked at it, the tighter her brows tightened. “The chemotherapy she had two years ago was very effective. This time the effect was minimal, and the cancer cells had already begun to invade other surrounding tissues. Qingyu’s body can no longer do chemotherapy. It will only increase the burden on her body and speed up her death.”
These words almost sentenced Su Qingyu to death, and Li Tingchen clenched the corner of his shirt with his hand behind him.
“Then she……”
Lin Yan shook his head, “I don’t know why, her cancer cells are spreading faster and faster. If this continues, Qingyu will only have one month at most. If the situation is not good, maybe half a month……”
Li Tingchen only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted on the spot.
Half a month to a month, or even shorter.
Lin Yan patted him on the shoulder, “You have tried your best, but it is not what we want to be like today. You can stay with her during the last period of time.””