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Chen Nanyan got up and pulled off the shirt he just took off, and put it on as he walked towards the door.

The door was opened, and Chen Nanyan saw Lin Changqing with a heavy expression standing at the door.

Chen Nanyan's annoyance and frustration were quickly replaced by a touch of worry.

With a cold face, he glanced back at Liu Qin, turned around and closed the door, and walked towards the study.

Seeing the depression on Chen Nanyan's eyebrows, Lin Changqing's expression froze.

At this moment, he seems to have disturbed Chen Nanyan's 'good mood'...

He felt a little guilty.

But it's about Chen Yue's illness, and Chen Nanyan is one of the few blood relatives she has in this world.

Lin Changqing followed behind Chen Nanyan in a depressed mood.

In the study, Chen Nanyan suppressed the boredom in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong with Yueyue?"

Lin Changqing walked to the tea tray and raised her hand to pour herself a glass of water, took a sip, suppressed the sadness in her heart, and said hoarsely, "Yueyue's body has suffered a lot."

After a pause, Lin Changqing continued: "It's time for further treatment."

Chen Nan was silent, Lin Changqing was discussing this with him at this time, which made him feel a little uneasy.

He suppressed the uncertainty in his heart, did not continue to think deeply, and slowly said with a fluke: "Then treat her quickly..."

Lin Changqing lowered his eyes, and the slender eyelashes cast a thin shadow on his lower eyes, with distinct roots.

"I called you just to discuss Yueyue's treatment with you."

Lin Changqing raised his eyes to look at Chen Nanyan, and met Chen Nanyan's gaze that happened to be cast over him, and the eyes of the two met in the air for a moment.

Chen Nanyan said, "How do you want to treat it?"

Lin Changqing took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Yueyue's physical condition has been bad. We have two methods now. The first is conservative treatment, and the second is surgery."

Chen Nanyan leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at Lin Changqing, and said calmly, "Say clearly."

"The first conservative treatment is like regular chemotherapy and drug control. Her body functions are declining. If the control is good, he still has three months to accompany us."

Even though Elder Feng had told him before, when these words came from Lin Changqing's mouth, the expression on Chen Nanyan's face still froze for a moment.

Chen Nanyan sat up straight, his hands in front of the desk were unconsciously clasped together, his knuckles were faintly pale.

Chen Nanyan looked up at Lin Changqing: "If surgery is considered, what is the chance of success?"

After a long silence, Lin Changqing's voice was very soft: "20.00%."

Chen Nanyan's heart sank instantly: "Have you discussed it with Uncle Feng before you came?"

"I want to ask your opinion first before discussing with Feng Lao."

"How much do you think adding Uncle Feng will increase your success rate?"

Lin Changqing wanted Chen Yue to get well soon more than anyone else, so that he could be by his and Shen Shen's side like a normal person.

He sighed, and his voice was cold: "Yueyue is already in the advanced stage of gastric cancer, and there is no precedent for her being cured before. In addition to Mr. Feng, we have 30.00% hope to be conservative."

Chen Nanyan was in a complicated mood, and urgently needed nicotine to numb his shock and panic.

A cigarette was lit, Chen Nanyan took a deep breath, exhaled a puff of thick white smoke, and said, "Have you asked Yueyue for her opinion?"

The fragrant mist curled up, blurring all the expressions on his face.