I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

What's more, Song Qingwan's complexion was abnormally pale before, which is why Lu Qidong was worried about going upstairs to find her.

The appearance of the assistant undoubtedly made him even more suspicious.

Under pressure, how dare the assistant hide it, and directly explain all the things one by one!

Later, I heard that Song Qingwan had stomach cancer, and it was still in the advanced stage.

Lu Qidong couldn't care anymore, and hurried in with his assistant, but Song Qingwan had already fallen to the ground, her face was pale, her lips were black, and there was a lot of dazzling blood all over her body, blood red like a purgatory on earth.

Song Qingwan looked at him, but Lu Qidong only pursed his lips and said nothing.

Obviously still angry, Song Qingwan deliberately concealed her illness.

Seeing this, Song Qingwan sighed, her voice very hoarse: "...you all know?"

Lu Qidong was still angry and didn't want to pay attention to her. How could Song Qingwan hide from them a disease like advanced gastric cancer that could kill people at any time!

Even if she hid it from him, she shouldn't have hid it from Lu Junhan and Lu Anran, and she hid it for so long!

But when he raised his eyes and saw her weak and pale appearance, Lu Qidong finally softened his heart and replied with a hoarse voice,

"Not only did I know it, but Xiao Hanhan and Xiao Anran knew it. They watched you for one night last night. After hearing that you were all right, they went back to rest."

When Song Qingwan heard the words, she paused and murmured, "...How do you all know."

Lu Qidong's voice became more hoarse, and his eyes became redder:

"If I hadn't found out, how long would you be hiding from us?"

Song Qingwan sighed,

"It's not a good thing, I just thought that if I tell you one day later, you will be less sad. Anyway... Anyway, sooner or later I will..."

Lu Qidong didn't speak, just closed his eyes.

Song Qingwan couldn't speak any longer, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

"elder brother……"

Lu Anran saw the expressionless Lu Junhan standing at the door, his eyes were slightly red, and his expression was haggard.

Lu Qidong asked them to go back and change their clothes, take a shower and come back again, but how could they be in this mood, they wouldn't feel at ease if they didn't see Song Qingwan wake up with their own eyes.

In fact, she also heard Song Qingwan's words.

She also knew that she didn't finish the word.

A word that neither of them wanted to face.

The word "death" is such a funny word when joking around.

But now it's on the hospital bed, but I don't even dare to mention it.

Compared with Lu Qidong's dignified depression, Song Qingwan seemed to be used to it, and blinked her eyes, forcing her tears back.

After so many years of ups and downs, how could she not know that tears are the most useless thing.

Her expression was cold and strong, and her attitude was the same as before, and she even smiled:

"Tell me, how long can I live?"

Lu Qidong was quiet for a long time before he said with difficulty, "The doctor said...it's only a month away."

After speaking, he took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "I will find a way to cure you."

"Brother, accept your fate, I can't be cured."

Song Qingwan shook her head and said this cruel fact with a smile.

Lu Qidong closed his eyes abruptly and clenched his teeth tightly.

Song Qingwan didn't dare to look at him, she looked straight at the ceiling, and muttered absentmindedly:

"If you can live, who doesn't want to live? I've tried it a long time ago, I've done surgery, I've tried chemotherapy, and I take a lot of medicine, but if it can't be cured, it can't be cured. It’s just that I don’t have this life, and… it hurts too much, it really hurts too much.”

"I don't want to be treated anymore," Song Qingwan looked back, with tears in her eyes, looking at Lu Qidong with red eyes, a rare vulnerability: "Brother... I want to go home."

A burst of sourness surged straight up, Lu Qidong looked at her fragile expression, his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, not only the eyes were scarlet, but the roots of his teeth were trembling:

"Xiao Wan, don't be self-willed, brother... I will cure you, I will find a way to cure..."

"But, brother, I'm so tired. I've been treated for more than three years,"

Song Qingwan interrupted him softly, her expression a little dazed, probably because she saw her brother, and finally got to rely on. Song Qingwan, who was usually so strong, would never say anything, but she said everything to Lu Qidong at this time.

She murmured:

"Actually, I don't like hospitals at all. Surgery is painful, chemotherapy is painful, and injections are painful. Brother, I'm not as brave as you. I really don't want to be treated. I just want to go home and walk quietly... ...for the last month, just lying in my own bed, in my own room, painless, walking quietly."

Song Qingwan has always been cold and strong, but now she shows the confusion and vulnerability of a child.

Lu Qidong couldn't hold back his eyes, tears welled up in his eyes, "What about us?"

Seeing her pale and cold face staring at her, as if she didn't respond, Lu Qidong took a deep breath and gritted his teeth:

"You want to go quietly, but have you ever thought about how sad we will be? Have you ever thought about how sad Lili will be if she can't find her aunt..."

"Brother, I thought about it, how could I have not thought about it,"

Song Qingwan smiled, her voice was very soft, but her eyes looked at the birds flying freely on the branches outside the window, her face was pale and weak:

"But I'm really tired. I feel so tired all my life. I just want to relax a little in the last days of my life, okay? I won't tell you about my condition, but I'm really I really want to walk comfortably in my last days, I want to go back to the way I was when I was a child, carefree, just lie in my own little bed, just like sleeping in the past, you tell me A story, I sleep, and that's enough."

Lu Qidong was silent.

Song Qingwan smiled.

"Actually, you should know that my disease was diagnosed several years ago, and it was still in the early stage, but I was probably the same as you, too unlucky! I just didn't survive! The doctor said at the time that I was lucky to find out. It’s too early, there is a high possibility that the disease can be completely cured in the early stage, but then guess what, within a year after the operation, my disease relapsed, the cancer cells spread rapidly, and when I found out, it was already cured. It's a bad late period, and thinking about it now, we are really brothers and sisters, and we are all so unlucky!"

Lu Qidong said in a hoarse voice,

"But I'm cured now, so can you."

Song Qingwan seemed to be completely immersed in her own thoughts, did not hear what he said, and only muttered to herself:

"I was thinking at the time, I only have two years to live, but I'm actually quite unwilling. At that time, Lu Anran got married, and Dad often lived in the old house, and I found out that I had stomach cancer. , I was afraid that the stinky boy would find out and moved out. So at that time, Lu Junhan, the stinky boy, lived alone in the lively Lu family when he was a child."