From abandoned baby to CEO

Sun Xue's understanding of chemotherapy originated from Xiao Qian.

She thought it would be a big deal if all her hair fell out. She couldn't accept this before.

Now, she is mentally prepared for everything that will happen and will face it with a normal heart.

However, she still underestimated the physical side effects of chemotherapy.

There was no hair loss as expected, but physical pain, nausea, anorexia, and sleepiness followed.

After each session, my body felt like it had been hollowed out.

When Sun Xue started chemotherapy, Xiao Qian also started her third round of chemotherapy.

Xiao Qian seems to have lost confidence in the next chemotherapy.

That day, Xiao Qian had just finished chemotherapy and was in a very low mood.

"Sister, do you believe in fatalism?"

Sun Xue was peeling an apple and said with a smile, "Why did you suddenly bring up this topic today?"

"Sister, I suddenly began to believe that everyone's fate is doomed, and you can't escape the destiny."

When Xiao Qian spoke, her tone was full of pessimism.

Sun Xue handed the peeled apple to Xiao Qian, "How can there be any such thing as destiny? Just like this apple, it blooms and bears fruit. Can you imagine that one day it will be transferred to our ward? In the end, it will be in your hands. ?”

Xiao Qian thought for a while and said, "What you said seems to make sense."

Sun Xue picked up a brightly colored apple from the bag, pointed to a small black spot on the apple, and asked, "What is this?"

Xiao Qian looked at Sun Xue doubtfully and replied, "Isn't it just a small broken area?"

Sun Xue continued to ask: "Should we throw it into the trash can?"

Sun Xue made a gesture as if she was going to throw it into the trash can.

Xiao Qian quickly advised: "Sister, don't throw it away. You can still eat it if you peel off that small piece. It would be a pity to throw it away."

Sun Xue gently peeled off a small broken area on the apple and said, "This apple is like ourselves, and this small black area is like the virus on our body. Peel it, and it will still be there." A very sweet apple.”

After saying that, Sun Xue took a bite.

"Thank you sister, I understand."

There was a smile on Xiaoqian's face again.

The two laughed and talked, and happily ate apples together.

However, before Sun Xue could finish even one apple, she started to feel sick and vomited.

Xiaoqian patted Sun Xue's back gently and said distressedly: "Sister, is it hard? You're crying."

Old man Sun on the side was worried and about to shed tears of distress, "Xue'er, are you okay?"

Sun Xue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled, "It's okay."

Drink some water to rinse your mouth, then continue to pick up an apple and eat it.

I vomited after eating, and continued eating after vomiting.

She knew in her heart that she had to force herself to eat. Only in this way could her nutrition keep up.

Xiao Qian's mother couldn't help but sigh: "Sun Xue, you are so strong. Auntie believes that you will definitely be able to defeat the disease."

"Auntie, Xiaoqian is also great. We will all be able to defeat the disease, including Yutong. Let's work hard together."

Hearing Sun Xue's encouragement, Yutong, who was not very talkative, glanced at Sun Xue gratefully and nodded with a smile, "Sun Xue, thank you for your encouragement."

Xiao Qian blinked and curiously asked the question in her heart: "Sister, I haven't asked you yet, what do you do? I feel like a lot of what you say is so philosophical!"

Sun Xue was amused, "Then guess what job my sister does?"

Xiao Qian thought for a while and said, "I think my sister is a teacher or a poet, right?"

Yutong seemed to be very interested in this question and looked at Sun Xue expectantly.

"Actually, my sister is a writer and writes novels."

Xiao Qian exclaimed with admiration, "Sister, do you write novels? Wow, you are so awesome!"

Yutong on the side also sighed: "Wow! I suddenly feel so happy to be able to live in the same ward as a novelist."

Sun Xue smiled calmly and said, "There's nothing to envy, it's just a profession."

Xiao Qian suddenly became interested, "Sister, tell me your story."

"Yes, Writer Sun, I really want to hear it too." Yutong looked very excited.

"Yutong, don't call me Writer Sun, just Sister Sun."

"Okay, Sister Sun. Please tell me your story. I can't wait." Yutong said impatiently.

So, Sun Xue talked about his life experience, how he completed four years of study through hard work, and bought a big house in Quancheng City when he graduated.

He talked about his successful escape after being trafficked into the mountains, his successful rescue after being kidnapped, and his failure to start a magazine for the first time.

He talked about the novel he wrote and published it as a paper book and made it into a movie. He also talked about what he saw and heard when he gave a speech...

What Sun Xue didn't expect was that she had given a speech at the university where Yutong was studying not long ago, but Yutong had already suspended school and was receiving treatment.

Sun Xue's story infected everyone in the ward.

Xiao Qian's eyes widened with disbelief on her face, "Sister, your story is so touching. I admire you so much now!"

Yutong listened very attentively. After listening, she sighed: "Sister Sun, your story is so inspiring!"

Xiao Qian's mother gave Sun Xue a thumbs up, "Sun Xue, you are so good!", and then said to Xiao Qian beside her: "My sister is your role model. Learn more from my sister in the future."

Yutong's father said to Old Man Sun with an envious look, "Uncle, you are truly blessed to have such a granddaughter in your previous life!"

Old Man Sun's eyes were red, "Yes! Xue'er is the greatest pride of my life."

Sun Xue's story made everyone's blood boil and deeply touched everyone's heart.

The ward was filled with warmth, touch, strength and love.

This is the warmest and most welcoming atmosphere Sun Xue has ever felt since she was admitted to the sterile ward.

While everyone was in high spirits, Sun Xue had an idea in his mind.

"Let's do this, Xiaoqian, Yutong, uncle, aunt, and grandpa. I have an idea. Let's work together. I believe we can all get out of here healthily.

Today, one year later, I invite everyone to my home. I hope that no one of us will be missing. "

Xiao Qian was the first to stand up and said: "I agree, this is a good idea. I really want to try my sister's cooking. What a blessing it would be to be able to eat the food cooked by the novelist in person!"

Yutong then said excitedly: "After dinner, I want to take the book signed by Sister Sun for me and take a photo with her."

Xiaoqian's mother said excitedly: "Sun Xue and I will cook together to make a sumptuous meal for everyone."

With tears in his eyes, Yutong's father choked with sobs and said, "What Sun Xue said is so good, no one can be left behind!"

The dull and arrogant old man Sun had tears in his eyes and murmured to himself: "Okay, okay!"

Sun Xue walked among everyone, stretched out her hand, and said loudly: "Let's cheer for this day to come!"

Three families and six hands overlapped in unison. Everyone smiled and shouted in unison: "Come on!"