'terminal cancer... '

　　GuMuqing's eyes darkened. She hurriedly supported herself against the table and asked in a hoarse voice, "is it still too late to treat now?"

　　The doctor said in a euphemistic tone, "you can try a better hospital. But your grandmother is seventy years old after all. I'm afraid... Anyway, you'd better transfer her to a big hospital first."

　　GuMuqing bit her lips hard and calmed down. With her trembling hands, she made phone calls everywhere and called the hospital.

　　She didn't go back to the ward until she finished the transfer.

　　Grandmother had woken up. When she saw GuMuqing, she immediately showed a kind smile, "QingQing..."

　　Tears...