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ightly, as if frightened. He almost separated her fingers one by one.Don't let her arm in his.A heart once warm, grew cold inch by inch, sinking into the boundless darkness. It was so cold that her wh...Warmth stayed in the hospital ward with Ye Feimo, Cheng Anya and Ye San Shao went to handle the procedures. Cheng Anya was absent-minded all the way, Ye Feimo's stomach cancer was not a small matter, for so many years, this was the only thing that made her feel afraid.

Some things are beyond human control.

Cheng Anya was absent-minded, wandering and uneasy. Ye Sanshao only held his wife's hand tightly, "Feimo won't be okay."

"Didn't Bai Ye tell you that the situation with Fei Mo isn't optimistic" Cheng Anya asked suddenly. Ye Sanshao had been acting too calm just now, and she hadn't thought much of it at the time. It seemed like he had expected this kind of situation all along.

"Well, last year Bai Ye got the non-ink report from Jia Ming here. Then he called me later and told me that the probability of non-ink getting stomach cancer was very high." Ye Sanshao didn't hide it either, he said in a low voice, "Bai Ye said that even in the worst case scenario, there should be four or five years, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon."

"Why wasn't I told about this"

"What am I supposed to tell you You can't do anything. I've already taken all the precautions. All the medicine that Fei Mo usually takes is prescribed by Bai Ye. This time things have worsened and none of us want this." Ye San Shao said, his concern for Ye Fei Mo was no less than Cheng An Ya's.

Cheng Anya leaned helplessly against the wall, asking in a low voice, "Does Bai Ye have any way"

"After Jia Ming gives a detailed report to Fei Mo, we'll show it to Bai Ye and Su Man. If they can't figure it out, I'm afraid..." Ye Sanshao hesitated, leaving Cheng Anyan feeling a chill down her spine.

She let out a sigh, "Now I look at warmth and feel chills..."

"Anna…"

"She's definitely going to divorce Fei Mo. I don't know if Fei Mo can handle this blow. If it wasn't stomach cancer, there might still be a glimmer of hope, but now…" Cheng Anya's eyes were slightly red, "I really feel bad for Fei Mo."

……

When Ye Fei Mo awoke, dusk had already fallen.

He was a little dazed. The white around him made him feel incredibly nauseous. He didn't know where he was, until he saw the IV drip and remembered fainting from stomach pain. He guessed he had been taken to the hospital.

Lately, I've been feeling really uncomfortable in my stomach. It keeps giving me sharp pains. He didn't seem to notice, and with work being so busy and Warmth not around, I neglected myself, and now here I am, sick.

The setting sun was very comfortable, and Ye Fei Mo turned his head to see Wen Nuan staring at him intently. He secretly cried out in dismay, he had told Zhang Ling not to notify Wen Nuan, how could she be here

Warmth greeted him as he awoke, and she felt a little dazed.

"Not ink..." she murmured, Ye Fei Mo saw her pained expression, his heart ached as well. He took her hand, pressing it to his lips. Her hand was cold as ice, "I'm fine..."

Warmth felt even worse hearing this.

What about gastric cancer How can it be fine, with so many people dying from it every year How can it just be fine

She bit back her tears, just clenching his hand tighter. Ye Fei Mo felt his body was very weak, and he didn't want to lie down. He rarely lay down so vulnerably. The warmth adjusted the height of the bed, and he sat up.

He was a little hungry, Cheng Anya had already cooked porridge and kept it warm. She poured out the warm porridge and fed Ye Feimo mouthful by mouthful.

Ye Fei didn't look at her pale face. His heart melted like hot chocolate, sweet and warm. It was so thoughtful and gentle. Such a rare tenderness. Although she looked burdened with thoughts and sadness lingered around her, she treated him with gentleness.

"This porridge is hard to swallow." Ye Fei Mo said honestly. It was his favorite ginger and chicken porridge, but it wasn't well-cooked. But because it was fed with warmth, the porridge seemed to become delicious again.

"Made by Mommy," Wen Nuan smiled warmly. Ye Fei Mo nodded in understanding, no wonder, he said that Wen Nuan's porridge was delicious, there was no reason for it to suddenly lose its quality, it turned out to be made by Mommy...

Neither of them spoke. Wen Warm kept her head bowed, and Ye Fei Mo noticed something was amiss. He frowned and asked, "Is something on your mind"

Warm nodded, put the bowl down, and asked if he wanted any more. Ye Feimo shook his head. Warm gave a faint nod, placed the porridge aside, and Ye Feimo pulled her hand to sit on the sickbed. Warm looked at their intertwined hands without speaking.

She was too quiet. Ye Fei Mo found it strange and asked, "Why don't you speak"

"What do you want to say"

"Just say anything," Ye Fei Mo said.

As long as she talked to him, about anything, “Since coming back from Athens, we haven’t really had a proper conversation.”

Mentioning Athens, warmth in his heart turned bitter. Thinking about how he didn't care for his own body, he felt anger instead, "Why don't you eat properly Why don't you sleep well The peace wouldn't fall apart without you, why would you get yourself hospitalized Ye Fei Mo, you always do this. You make it so hard for me to…"

How can I rest assured leaving you.

Her eyes were slightly red, Ye Fei Mo raised an eyebrow, looking at Wen Nuan with a hint of doubt. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, was Wen Nuan concerned about him

"Nuan Nuan..."

“Don’t call me, I hate you to death.” Wen Nuan had bitterness she couldn’t utter, so she angrily flung his hand away. Ye Fei Mo grabbed her hand again, Wen Nuan was afraid of pulling at his stitches, so she didn't struggle too hard. Ye Fei Mo held her hand like a treasure, overjoyed.

"Then come back and take care of me, okay Takeout is so unappetizing." Ye Fei Mo pressed his advantage, making a demand. "Without you here, my appetite is naturally not good. Come back, okay"

“Don’t be a coward.” Wen warmly said, annoyed. He really hit her weak spot. Knowing she couldn’t bear to see him like this, he still spoke so pitifully. “You didn’t even know me before, did you You weren’t any different back then. So how come you’re being so fussy now”

Ye Fei mo spoke straightforwardly, "Nuan Nuan, you can't elevate my appetite to the heavens only to bring it crashing down. It won't be able to withstand it, and neither will its master. Its capriciousness today is a result of your actions; you have to take responsibility for it."

The more he said that, the worse it felt for Wen Nuan. Thinking of Fei Mo's stomach cancer, her heart ached like being cut by a knife.

He used to just have ordinary stomach problems, but now it's stomach cancer. Wen Nuan is filled with self-blame, for a large part of the reason is her doing. If it wasn't for Fei Mo constantly arguing with her and ruining her body, he wouldn't necessarily have stomach cancer.

Responsible, she also wanted to be responsible. Could his stomach cancer have transferred to her

Ye Fei Mo saw Wen Nuan biting her teeth, sensing her pain, and immediately noticed something was wrong. "Wen Nuan, what's wrong Is there any change in my condition"is was so harsh, so sharp, so pointed when speaking to a senior. She had never heard this before, it was too sharp.She is not afraid of others mistaking Han Bi's work for her own, but she fears others...