Chapter 488 Am I dying?
There was a moment of silence in the ward, and it seemed that An Deyang hadn't thought about how to answer her.

After a long time, a man's deep voice came from behind: "It's pancreatic cancer."

Hearing this, Yang Shumei suddenly came back to her senses, her brain was like a bolt from the blue, leaving nothing but a blank.

Yang Shumei stared blankly at the stern man behind An Deyang: "Pancreatic cancer? Then... am I at an advanced stage? Do I need a resection?"

"I will let Dr. Zhang participate in this operation, Aunt An can rest assured."

An Deyang nodded, and held her hand: "Don't be nervous, Dr. Zhang is the best Chinese doctor in the world. If you have him to recuperate your body, you will recover."

Yang Shumei lay on the hospital bed, concentrating thoughtfully for a moment, with tears welling up in her eyes: "But... can I still be cured?"

"Yes, with Dr. Zhang here, I will definitely."

Hearing this, Yang Shumei grasped An Deyang's hand, and stood up slightly: "Honey, I don't want to die, I don't want to die yet...what should I do."

"I know, no, I will do whatever it takes to minimize the damage, and nothing will happen."

Gu Yichen turned his head inadvertently, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a figure standing outside the window, looked back at her, got up and walked out of the ward.

"How did you come."

"Mom is looking for Dad, let me take a look." Mu Wanyu said.

The man held her hand, looked ahead and said, "Let's go, I'll go back with you."

Hearing this, Mu Wanyu looked back at the ward, and left with Gu Yichen.

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"Pancreatic cancer... how did Yang Shumei get this disease?" Lying on the hospital bed, Song Lianqi also felt incredible, remembering that she was always in good health.

"This kind of disease is not easy to detect, and there will be no discomfort in the early stage, so it is difficult to find."

Lying on the hospital bed, Song Lianhe paused for a moment, then raised her head and said, "Yi Chen, although she has a broken mouth,...she really hurts you. Have you asked Dr. Zhang to come over and have a look?"

"Dr. Zhang will participate in the operation the day after tomorrow."

Song Lianhe couldn't help raising her eyebrows, stood up slightly and said, "Forget it, Wanyu, help me up."

"Mom, what are you doing?" After asking, Mu Wanyu took a special look at the hanging bottle.

Wouldn't it be to go to visit Aunt Ann with a hanging bottle?
Song Lianxiang raised her head and glanced at her when she heard the words: "Why, do you think I'm going to sensationalize... I'm about to die myself... My head hurts when I lie down, it might feel better when I sit up."

"Oh."

Mu Wanyu responded, helped her up from the bed, and put a pillow behind her.

"Is Aunt An's ward from here?" Song Lianhe asked.

"It's right next door to you."

Song Lianhe looked at her and said, "By the way, why haven't I heard her cry for so long?"

Mu Wanyu couldn't hold it back for a moment, she wanted to laugh out loud, and she calmed down: "Uncle An is with her."

"Deyang... how about it, does she regret that she didn't get pancreatic cancer so late, and the treatment is different."

"Uncle Ann's attitude has indeed changed a lot."

"Actually, when your Aunt Ann was young, she was quite a nice person. If she hadn't been neglected all the time, she wouldn't have become what she is now. I hope...they can cherish the last time."

Hearing the word cherish, Mu Wanyu forced a smile on her face, and looked at her: "Mom... what about you."

Song Lianhe heard her and stared at her coldly: "Am I dying?"

(End of this chapter)

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