In the past few days, the words Fang Zhiguo said in front of her mother's grave kept playing in her ears like a repeater.

Especially when she was sleepless in the dead of night, those words would tear her apart like a curse.

She had thought about whether to talk to Zhou Weiwei, but she knew that Zhou Weiwei was also tired of feelings and work.

In fact, everyone lives a very hard life, and while Zhou Weiwei was suffering mentally, she also had to bear the physical fatigue of taking care of her, so she didn't say anything in the end.

I don’t want to cause any more trouble for Zhou Weiwei.

"I don't know, maybe I accidentally put the garbage in my pocket." Fang Fei opened the door and threw the bag with hair into the trash can.

Zhou Weiwei opened the things she brought back from the hospital and wanted to help Fang Fei sort them, but Fang Fei stopped her: "I'll pack them up later. You go sit on the sofa and rest for a while. I ordered takeout and went back after eating." "

"I'll do it. You're pregnant and you need to eat some light and clean food. The take-out smells too strong."

"It's okay. I don't eat it every day. It's okay to indulge once in a while."

Seeing that she had already placed the order, Zhou Weiwei said nothing more.

After eating, Zhou Weiwei told her to go to bed early, call her anytime if anything happened, and seek medical advice promptly if she had abdominal pain and bleeding.

Fang Fei got a little tired of hearing this and pushed Zhou Weiwei out: "I know, I know, I've kept everything you said in my notebook. Come back quickly. The road is slippery in winter, so drive slowly."

Fang Fei has been laughing these days, including now, but Zhou Weiwei knows that her smile is only on the surface and not from the heart.

It was a fake smile that he tried hard to release in order not to worry her.

When she came downstairs, she couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and called Fu Jingchuan.

The phone rang for a while before Fu Jingchuan picked it up. Zhou Weiwei said angrily: "Oh, it turns out you're still alive. Fang Fei has been in the hospital for so long and you didn't even meet me. I thought you were traveling westward." Gone."

Fu Jingchuan looked away from the pathology examination report and said in a calm voice: "I almost went."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing," Fu Jingchuan paused, "Is something wrong?"

Zhou Weiwei felt a burst of fire coming out of her chest: "Do you think I'm okay? Fang Fei was discharged from the hospital today, did you know?"

"I don't know, she and I are over."

"End? Fu Jingchuan, are you going too far? Did you break up with her when she was pregnant with your child and her mother had just passed away?"

"I won't owe her the compensation she deserves."

Zhou Weiwei has never been so angry. Even when Dai Hongyi broke up with her, she was not so angry: "Money? Do you men think that money can solve everything? Do you think that having money means you are great and you can play with it at will?" Hurt a woman’s feelings?”

Zhou Weiwei couldn't control her voice and asked, seemingly complaining about Fu Jingchuan, but in fact she was shouting out her anger at Dai Hongyi for letting her be his lover.

Fu Jingchuan didn't say anything and hung up the phone directly.

Zhou Weiwei's call came back soon, and Fu Jingchuan immediately put it on mute and threw it aside, ignoring it.

Qiao Shan was working at the side.

It looks like he is working, but in fact he is guarding Fu Jingchuan, worrying that Fu Jingchuan will do something stupid.

The results of routine pathological examinations have come out, and they are not as good as the doctors had guessed.

The tumor is malignant.

Fortunately, this tumor has the lowest fatality rate and the highest five-year survival rate among gastric cancers. The doctor said that as long as it is treated aggressively, it will not be a big problem.

The doctor also talked about the follow-up treatment plan. At present, observation and monitoring will be carried out, and targeted drugs will be taken orally.

If the tumor recurs, radical total gastrectomy or subtotal gastrectomy is required depending on the degree of recurrence.

When the test results came out, Qiao Shan felt dizzy and couldn't accept it, while Fu Jingchuan was very calm.

But Qiao Shan knows that although people who don't show their emotions have strong endurance, if there is a collapse, it will be devastating.

When Fu Jingchuan's cell phone turned on for the first time, Qiao Shan couldn't help but said: "Mr. Fu, actually I think Miss Zhou's statement is right. The young lady below has just lost her mother and is pregnant with her child. When you need someone to care about you, you can actually continue to see Miss Fang. Miss Fang is very kind. If she knew you were sick, she would definitely eliminate the estrangement with you and accept you again."

Fu Jingchuan laughed when he heard this: "Accept? Accept my cancer and let her suffer the pain of pregnancy while also worrying that I will die at any time?"

Qiao Shan was a little anxious: "Mr. Fu, don't be so pessimistic. Doctors have said that this disease is mild, and there are many patients who have survived for five or even ten years."

"But this is only part of the data. More people die within a year of diagnosis."

"Can……"

"Qiao Shan, please stop trying to persuade her. If I were a man, I couldn't be too selfish. I couldn't tie her to my side and let her suffer the pain of losing the people around her again in a short period of time."

Fu Jingchuan paused as he spoke: "Go to her tomorrow and ask her to sign the transfer of property."

When Qiao Shan heard this, he couldn't say anything anymore and could only nod heavily.

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