After his wife left, Mr. Ye, who found the pregnancy test form, cried like crazy

"That's not the case. If you actively receive treatment, even if you can't recover, at least you can alleviate your pain and prolong your life. You understand medical knowledge, so don't you understand this?" Wen Ni corrected him seriously.

As they are father and daughter, she could probably guess what Pharaoh was worried about.

She asked directly: "Do you think that chemotherapy will cause your hair to fall out and become ugly, so you don't want to receive treatment?"

Pharaoh nodded.

He hoped that he could leave this world with dignity instead of becoming unrecognizable.

When the time comes and the two children see it, they will be scared.

"You are already this old, not a young man in his early twenties, why do you still worry about your appearance?" Wen Ni really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's okay if you lose some hair. People tend to lose hair as they age. Look at the old men on the street. Many of them have strong bodies but few hairs."

"There's a difference between losing all your hair and losing all your hair." Pharaoh subconsciously raised his hand and touched the top of his head.

He has already lost a lot of it now. If it all falls off, wouldn't it be so ugly?

Besides, the impact of chemotherapy is far more than just this one. The body will have various reactions.

"Then are you willing to let the two children lose their grandpa? They are not like other children who have the love of their grandparents. Apart from their parents, you are the only one who cares about them. If something really happens to you, what will happen to them? You can see that they both like you very much."

Wen Ni tried to persuade him: "I also hope that you can live well, even if it's just for a year or two, then every day you live is a day."

"You really want me to be alive?" Pharaoh looked up at his daughter.

The person he owed the most in his life was Wen Ni. It would be worth it even if she died now to hear such words from his daughter.

Wen Ni nodded. "I couldn't tell anything was wrong with you when we called. If I didn't care about you, I could just pretend to be deaf and dumb. Why bother? I'm already a mother, but I'm also a daughter. I really don't want to lose my father so early."

Pharaoh was silent.

Although he was ready to give up treatment, he was still alive and well. Who wants to face death so soon?

Coupled with what Wen Ni had just said, his concerns were completely dispelled.

"If I become extremely haggard and ugly due to chemotherapy, would you still be willing to bring your children to see me?"

"Of course I am willing. The children and I came here not because you are so handsome, but because you are my father and their grandfather. We are related by blood, and you are so good to us. Can chemotherapy change all this?" Wen Ni held his hand.

"Please take good care of yourself for me and Bai Mo Jiang Fu. Their child will be born soon. Whether it's a grandson or a granddaughter, you have to see it in person."

These words touched Pharaoh's heart deeply.

Yes, if he gave up so easily, it would be like dying for him and he wouldn't know anything after death, but it would not be fair to the children.

He told Wen Ni: "Don't worry, I will definitely cooperate with the doctor's treatment in the future. I also want to create a miracle and live longer than all the patients with advanced cancer."

Wen Ni smiled and nodded.

She stood up and called the attending doctor, asking about Pharaoh's physical condition in detail, "Doctor, my father has figured it out, and he wants to cooperate with the treatment."

"This is really not easy. Our medical staff have been trying to persuade them over and over, but they just won't accept it. Some things still have to be done by the children." The attending physician also smiled.

Rather than watching a life slip away, he would rather save it through his own efforts.

After discussing the treatment plan, Wen Ni talked with Pharaoh for a while before leaving.

After returning home, she immediately made a video call to Bai Mo.

It took a long time for the other party to answer the call. Looking at the weathered face in the camera, Wen Ni felt worried, "Is it because he has too much official business?"

"Yeah, only when you sit in this position yourself can you understand how much pressure it is." Bai Mo smiled bitterly.

Although Jiang Fu's miscarriage was related to the quality of the embryo, he had always wondered, if the two of them were not so busy and had a lot of rest time, would the child be safe?

Now that they have lost their child, Jiang Fu has been living in the hospital recuperating, just when she needs him the most.

But he couldn't go to the hospital to be with his wife.

He still has a lot of work to do. After completing today's tasks, he will have to sleep and tomorrow's tasks will come. He has to do his job well and it is impossible for him to abandon these official duties.

"No matter what, you have to balance work and rest, and never exhaust yourself. Where's Jiang Fu?"

When Bai Mo mentioned his wife, his expression became even more distressed.

Wen Ni immediately had a bad guess in her mind.

At this moment, she hoped very much that she was overthinking it.

"Jiang Fu is in the hospital, and both of our children are gone." Bai Mo's eyes became moist when he talked about this.

Wen Ni was completely stunned, "How could this happen?"

"I couldn't understand it. We hadn't done anything bad, so why did God do this to our child? But she had a miscarriage. I came back from the meeting and saw her fainted on the ground. I sent her to the hospital, but when she woke up again, the baby was gone."

Thinking back to what happened that day, Bai Mo still can't get over it.

Jiang Fu really bled a lot, and the red gauze filled the entire trash can.

He was heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do and he could only watch.

Now he is handling official business alone in the office, leaving her alone in the hospital ward. He is not a competent husband or a competent father.

Wen Ni wanted to comfort him, but words were so pale and powerless at this moment, "Let her get well first, there will be children in the future."

"We two won't consider it in the next two years. We are so busy that even if we really have a child, we won't have time to take care of it. If we hand the child over to a nanny, we won't feel at ease, not to mention others." Bai Mo didn't say it.

In addition to this problem, the two of them were a little worried. If this was an accidental miscarriage, it would be fine. But if it was a physical problem, miscarriages would become a habit in the future.

If she gets pregnant and has miscarriages every time, in the end it will be Jiang Fu's body that will be tormented.

He really didn't want his wife to suffer that kind of pain, and it was good enough for the two of them to live like this.