Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

"Ms. Shen, didn't your family come with you?"

Shen Zhichu was at a loss, didn't he just get the physical examination report, did he still need someone to accompany him?

What's more, family... what family does she have?

The mother gave birth to her and died, the father used her as a tool to make money, and the elder brother even attributed the mother's death to her and hated her so much that he hated her to death, but the lover...she stole it.If the doctor in front of her hadn't suddenly mentioned these two words, she would have almost forgotten what "family" meant.

Shen Zhichu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm alone."

The doctor frowned, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, sighed heavily, with regretful eyes and helplessness, he handed Shen Zhichu a stack of laboratory reports on the table.

"Ms. Shen, the test results are out, gastric cancer is in the advanced stage."

He seemed to be the terminally ill woman in front of his pitiful young age, and he was very careful in his words and actions.

Shen Zhichu took a breath, she took the test sheet, frowned and looked at the various indexes on it, she didn't study medicine, but she could tell how serious the stomach in her body was.

In fact, she had vaguely noticed something during the gastroscopy, but she didn't dare to think about it.

The doctor pointed to the pictures and explained them one by one in Shen Zhichu's ear. Shen Zhichu was in a daze and listened to half of them, and Yang Yang scatteredly concluded that she was running out of time, and she needed to be admitted to the hospital for chemotherapy as soon as possible.

How long can one live with advanced gastric cancer? Shen Zhichu knows this disease better than anyone else, because her grandfather died after struggling in the hospital bed for two years.

The doctor kindly suggested: "Ms. Shen, I suggest you to be hospitalized for treatment as soon as possible."

"Then I'll be hospitalized...can I be fine?" Shen Zhichu hoarse, with a numb expression, seemed to be talking to himself.

The doctor didn't say anything, just shook his head in embarrassment.

Then it's dead, Shen Zhichu licked his dry lips, stood up and stuffed all the medical certificates into his satchel.

She stood up, said thank you, turned her head and left the diagnosis room.

When I came out of the hospital, it was raining outside, the drizzle was mixed with cold wind, and it hurt like a knife scrape on my face. Shen Zhichu opened the bag and took out the umbrella inside and opened it. cold.

The temperature in March is not that cold, but Shen Zhichu's coldness penetrates from his bones, and the continuous cold air extends along the blood to the limbs and bones.

Her fingers were red from the cold. She held the umbrella with one hand, and put the other hand into her pocket with a clenched fist, but she still felt that she couldn't cover it no matter how hot she was.

Shen Zhichu was walking aimlessly. She turned the ring on her ring finger and looked at the sky covered with dark clouds. The sky in Rongcheng changed really fast. Before she could react, it was spring in the blink of an eye. Spring was supposed to be The season of vitality of all things, how come she is here, she is going to die?

Shen Zhichu stood on the side of the road and hailed a taxi. After the taxi pulled over and stopped, she slowly put away the umbrella and opened the car door and sat down.

The driver turned his head and asked her, "Where are you going?"

"Half city area C." Shen Zhichu bowed his head and turned back to him.

After driving for a while, Shen Zhichu couldn't help but opened the bag and looked at the picture on the medical certificate.

The stomach in the picture is distorted and ugly, which makes it hard to believe that it is part of her body.

Her stomach cancer was caused by starvation. During the four years of marriage with Li Jingshen, in order to please him, he tried his best to cook his favorite dishes according to his taste, thinking that when he came back, he would look at the table full of dishes, even if he didn't like his favorite At least I can be touched and be gentle with myself.

But Li Jingshen didn't want to have a meal with her at all, and she was not depressed, and she still prepared the meal every day and sent text messages on time, waiting for him to come. This time, people didn't wait, but stomach cancer came.

Tears still fell out uncontrollably in the end, Shen Zhichu took a deep breath, she thought she was strong enough, what kind of big wind and big waves she had never seen before.

But today, all her disguised strength fell apart, her stomach twitched, Shen Zhichu curled up and trembled uncontrollably, and moaned deeply from her clenched teeth.

Hearing the sound of sobbing, the driver looked up at the rearview mirror, and saw the woman bent over, her thin back trembling constantly, as if the air in the car was about to be taken away by her, this was the first time he saw a person crying like this despair.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you broken in love, or are you unsatisfactory at work?"

No one came back to him, and he continued: "There is nothing difficult to overcome. If you want to open up, crying can't solve the problem. Go back and have a good rest. The sun will rise tomorrow morning and it will be a new day."

Shen Zhichu raised his head, with a bit of bitterness on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you." She didn't expect that it was a stranger who comforted her after she got terminally ill.

The driver smiled and said nothing, and continued to concentrate on driving. When he arrived in the middle of the city, he parked the car in a temporary parking space.

It took half an hour to drive, and the fare was 28 yuan in total. Shen Zhichu scanned the QR code to pay and got off the bus. He tore up the medical certificate in his hand and threw it into the trash can.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Shen Zhichu wiped away the dry tears on his face, and he returned to the calm and calm mature woman in the past, but his eyes were a little red and swollen, and his face was bloodless.