Give you youth to bury my love

After signing the donation agreement, Lu Heng underwent radiotherapy and chemotherapy for the first time.

The chemotherapy process was more painful than imagined. Every inch of the body's skin seemed to be cut and restructured.

After chemotherapy, the stomach pain will subside and be replaced by endless nausea.

The sight of food makes me want to throw up, and even breathing air makes me sick to my stomach.

When the food reached his mouth, he chewed it into slag that could not be broken any more, but his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by a big palm. He couldn't swallow anything, so he could only rely on the nutrition needle.

The doctor prescribed a lot of medicines for his treatment, some for nausea. After nausea, he would have a headache.

Such days were extremely difficult, but Lu Heng didn't ask Ji Han to accompany him.

Even he himself is so disgusted with the person who vomits in the toilet every day that he doesn't want to take a second look, so he naturally doesn't want Ji Han to see him.

After all, love is to let the other party see their beautiful side, not the extremely ugly side.

With this in mind, Lu Heng finished his first chemotherapy course.

At the end of the day, he saw in the mirror his face, which had lost weight rapidly, as pale as paper.

At that time, no one was by his side, and no one saw him smiling sadly and lonelyly. He smiled and vomited a mouthful of blood when he tilted his head.

The cancer cells killed by the laser and the pain suppressed by the drugs quickly revived and sprouted again the moment he came out of the radiotherapy room, eating away at his body bit by bit.

The doctor said at the beginning that the cancer cells had spread and radiation therapy was useless to him.

He knew, but he still wanted to try, to prolong his life as much as possible.

Now that he has tried it, after rolling in the mountains of swords and seas of fire, he finally gave up and accepted the arrangement of fate calmly.

On the second day after radiotherapy, Lu Heng asked Zheng Li to bring his clothes to the hospital.

He is actually a bit stinky, and the clothes he bought are also very fashionable. Ji Han raised him before, and never treated him harshly in terms of money. Naturally, the clothes are all brand-name products, so just pick one and wear it on your body, and your temperament will come out.

Lu Heng tossed Zheng Li and asked him to try on all the clothes for him, and finally chose the ten most satisfactory ones to keep.

Zheng Li was sweating from exhaustion, couldn't hold back his mouth, and babbled that he was difficult to serve, but Lu Heng didn't refute, and took out a property transfer agreement from the bedside cabinet to him.

Lu Heng won't be able to use the 800 million yuan from selling the old house. After he dies, it will be left to Zheng Li, but there is an additional condition that if Lu Zhen needs to be released from prison after serving his sentence, Zheng Li will help Lu Zhen unconditionally.

In fact, even if Lu Heng didn't add this, Zheng Li would still help Lu Zhen. After all, the youngest of the Lu family was able to order him to take care of Lu Heng in the bureau.

Zheng Li looked at the handwritten transfer agreement with a rather complicated expression. In the end, he didn't say anything, and took away the clothes that Lu Heng didn't want.

When he left, Lu Heng took out his mobile phone and sent Ji Han a text message: Third brother, accompany me to visit the grave.

This was the first time Lu Heng sent out a date invitation to Ji Han, and it took a few minutes for Ji Han to reply: Not today, tomorrow.

As usual, Ji Han's reply was short and forceful, and he would not explain anything to Lu Heng, but it was obvious that he was the one who wanted something and was helpless.

Lu Heng looked at the phone for a while, and sent another text message: There are still more than ten hours until tomorrow, which is enough time for me to do a lot of things in the hospital.

There was no response to the text messages. Lu Heng threw the phone aside, hugged the pillow and tried to curl up into a ball.

He felt a little ridiculous, naively thinking that Ji Han would really fulfill that ridiculous deal.

There was a cramping pain in his stomach, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. Lu Heng vaguely heard someone kicking open the door of the ward and coming to the bed, and full of anger, he grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.

"Lu Heng, are you fucking looking for death and learning to threaten me? Huh?"