"Doctor, what's wrong with her?" LinMuchen sat on the edge of the bed and held QingYu's hands tightly.

　　The doctor sighed, "the cancer cells of the patient are spreading very fast now. We must treat her immediately."

　　LinMuchen couldn't believe that such a word would appear on QingYu, let alone what she had experienced alone in the past few months.

　　After the doctor left, LinMuchen kept calling Allen.

　　ChenHao had been LinMuchen's best friend since childhood. He worked as a doctor in a joint venture hospital. LinMuchen remembered that ChenHao had told him that their hospital had recently developed a drug against cancer, so he called ChenHao, not giving up...