Chapter 390
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I've become the villain's daughter! "
Moreover, Song Ching-wan's face was abnormally pale. This was why Lu Qidong was worried and went upstairs to look for her.
The appearance of the assistant undoubtedly made him even more suspicious.
Under interrogation, the assistant didn't dare to hide anything. He immediately confessed everything in full detail.
Then, he heard that Song Ching-wan had late-stage stomach cancer.
Lu Qidong couldn't care less. He hurriedly followed the assistant in, but Song Ching-wan was already lying on the ground. Her face was pale, her lips were bruised, and there was a glaring pool of blood all over her body. It was so red that it looked like purgatory on earth.
Song Ching-wan looked at him, but Lu Qidong only pursed his lips and looked cold. He didn't say a word.
He was obviously still angry that Song Ching-wan had deliberately concealed her illness.
Song Ching-wan sighed when she saw this. Her voice was very hoarse. "… You knew?"
Lu Qidong was still angry and didn't want to talk to her. Late-stage stomach cancer was a disease that could kill anyone at any time. How could Song Ching-wan hide it from them?
Even if she did hide it from him, she shouldn't have kept it from Lu Junhan and Lu Enron for so long.
But when he looked up and saw her weak and pale appearance, Lu Qidong's heart softened and he replied in a hoarse voice.
He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not the only one who knows. Little Hanhan and Little Anran know too. They watched over you all night and only went back to rest when they heard that you were fine."
Song Ching-wan was stunned when she heard this. She muttered, "… How did you find out?"
Lu Qidong's voice became even hoarser, and his eyes reddened.
"If I hadn't found out, how long did you plan to keep it from us?"
Song Ching-wan sighed.
"This isn't a good thing. I thought that if I told you a day later, you'd be less upset. Anyway … Anyway, sooner or later I'll …"
Lu Qidong didn't say anything. He just closed his eyes.
Song Ching-wan couldn't go on, and her eyes turned red.
"Brother …"
Lu Enron saw the expressionless Lu Junhan standing at the door. Her eyes were slightly red, and she looked very haggard.
Lu Qidong asked them to go back and change their clothes and take a shower before coming back, but how could they be in the mood to do that? They would not feel at ease until they saw Song Ching-wan wake up with their own eyes.
In fact, she had also heard Song Ching-wan's words.
She also knew that she didn't finish her sentence.
It was a word that none of them wanted to face.
The word "death" was such a funny word when he was joking.
But now, on the hospital bed, he didn't even dare to mention it.
Compared to Lu Qidong's solemn depression, Song Ching-wan seemed to be used to it. She blinked and forced back her tears.
After so many years of ups and downs, how could she not know that tears were the most useless thing?
Her expression was cold and strong. Her expression and attitude were no different from before. She even smiled.
"Tell me, how long do I have to live?"
Lu Qidong was silent for a long time before he said with difficulty, "The doctor said … less than a month."
After saying that, he took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. "I'll find a way to cure you.
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