Looking at the woman with a pale face, Jun Mohan felt as if his heart was being penetrated by a sharp sword. The pain was like tearing. The feeling of losing her made the last trace of thin oxygen in his chest be emptied. He felt that the world

end.

Jun Mohan bit his lip in pain and said nothing, his hands hanging by his sides were already dripping with cold sweat.

After a long while he said: "Doctor Li, just say it here!"

Li Yue'e was used to seeing these lives and deaths, but she was still moved by their love, and her nose felt sore for no reason. What a loving couple.

Such a young life is about to die, and there is even a child in the belly.

She really couldn't tell the result, but she had to tell her in the end.

"Unfortunately, the result was malignant and we had to terminate the pregnancy and then undergo breast removal and chemotherapy."

Wen Wen stumbled, and it took him a long time to stabilize his body.

The man next to her was so pale that he had cold sweat on his head. She could even feel that he was breathing hard. His handsome face didn't have the same high spirits as before, but only the forbearance that he wanted to cry but couldn't.

Jun Mohan held back his heartache and said in a deep voice: "Doctor Li, will she be okay?"

"The cure rate for breast cancer is still very high. Don't be so pessimistic."

Wen Xin held her fist and said calmly: "Doctor Li, can you not perform a complete incision?"

"No!" Dr. Li shook his head, "You have to do this completely."

Tears fell, Wen Wen felt that her nose was blocked by a sponge, and she could no longer say a word.

She didn't know how she got out. Jun Mohan and Li Yue'e talked about everything, and she couldn't hear a word. She wasn't worried about herself, but felt sorry for the triplets.

Jun Mohan hugged her and said, "It's okay. We are actively undergoing chemotherapy and the cure rate is very high."

Wen Xin couldn't listen to what he said, so when she thought of something, she threw Jun Mohan away, turned around and ran towards Dr. Li's office.

"Wife, you..."

Wenxin said urgently: "Dr. Li, if I don't terminate the pregnancy, can I survive until the baby is born?"

Jun Mohan stood at the door. When he heard the warm words, the tears he had been holding back for a long time fell instantly.

He turned around and wiped away tears quietly, his mouth filled with the taste of blood.

No one had ever caused him such pain. He covered his heart, which was completely broken.

For the sake of the child, Wen Xin even chose to give birth to the child even if she died.

Dr. Li sighed: "Ms. Wen, if your lump is malignant, it will grow very quickly as hormones increase during pregnancy. Although it can persist until birth, the baby will be born without his mother. Can you bear it?"

"You only have one life. When you get better, you can still have children."

Wen Wen expressed her grief, "If it is completely removed and then transferred, then I am not going to die. In this case, I would rather die myself than have another child, because I may have three children."

Wen Xin's soft sobs made Li Yue'e feel a little distressed. She looked at the man with his back and his shoulders shaking at the door, and frowned, "You and your husband should discuss this matter! We doctors can only give suggestions to patients, we cannot make choices."

"Thank you doctor."

Wenxin bowed to Li Yuee, and then walked towards Jun Mohan. She knew that he was crying, and she smiled after sweeping away the pain in her heart.

"Husband, let's go back!"

Jun Mohan didn't say anything and let her lead him, and the two of them walked along the long corridor.

Step by step, it seems like a century has passed.

Jun Mohan had never thought that this small corridor was so long.

Wen Xin looked at him, his eyes were a little red, and his handsome outline made her feel distressed, "Husband."

"Don't talk yet, I'll be quiet."

"I'll ask the driver to take you back first."

Jun Mohan didn't give Wenxin a chance to refute, he directly called the Jun family's driver and took Wenxin home.

Wen Xin didn't want to go back, but went to find Xiao Han. She felt too depressed and needed a transport port urgently.

I just didn't expect to meet Sister Tong.

"Wenxin, come in quickly."

"Sister Tong, when did you come?"

"Five or six minutes ahead of you," Sister Tong pulled her in.

Xiao Han was holding her baby while breastfeeding. Compared with before, she was thinner. When she saw Wen Wenxin, she stood up happily and said, "Wen Wenxin, you can sit wherever you like."

"Yeah!" Wen Wen was not in a high mood, but when she saw the food on the table, she forced a smile, "There are so many things, I came at the right time."

"Yes! We three sisters are too lazy to gather together, so come and eat."

Sister Tong unpacked all the things, spicy shrimps and potatoes, stinky tofu, skewers...

After taking a few bites, Wen Xin began to feel dazed. The food she used to love turned into wax.

After Xiao Han fed the baby, he put her on the bed to sleep. As soon as she walked out, she saw the warmth of her head lowered and crying.

Next to me, Sister Tong was enjoying her meal.

Xiao Han pushed Sister Tong, and then the two of them looked at Wenxin. Seeing her crying silently, Sister Tong said, "What's wrong with you, Wenxin?"

"Yes! Why are you crying? Did Jun Mohan bully you?"

"Don't worry, Sister Tong and I will definitely vent your anger for you."

Wenxin shook his head, "It's okay, I'm just sad."

Xiao Han thought that she knew Wen Wen very well, and she would definitely not cry unless forced to do so. She said calmly: "Speak quickly! What's wrong with you?"

"Woo~~"

"Xiao Han, Sister Tong, I'm sick."

"I'm dying."

Sister Tong, Xiao Han said anxiously: "What's going on with you? Aren't you doing well?"

"What a joke!"

Putting down the skewers in his hand, Wen Wen raised his head with tears in his eyes, "Breast cancer, I have breast cancer."

"Bang!" The beer bottle in Sister Tong's hand fell to the ground, and all the wine inside spilled onto the ground. The blood-red wine was extremely dazzling, as shocking as blood.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Han also cried: "Did you lie to us? Wen Xin, you are so bad. You can't lie to us like this. Please."

Wenxin wiped away her tears and her mood calmed down a lot. She said calmly: "I'm fine. It's not just breast cancer. I'm fine."

Sister Tong didn't say anything and lowered her head. Xiao Han's tears seemed to have burst and kept flowing. In the end, she had to be comforted by warmth.

After the three of them cried enough, it took a long time to calm down.

"Okay, I'm going home, remember you can't tell my mother about this."

"Okay," Xiao Han said tremblingly.

Sister Tong stood up and said, "Let me take you back! It just so happens that I have to go home too."

"Well! Thank you, Sister Tong."
Chapter completed!