Chapter 407
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I've become the villain's daughter! "
Lu Qidong also agreed. He even looked at Lu Junhan with dissatisfaction.
"That's right! Children these days are so fragile! A small knife wound is enough to kill someone. If you don't treat it now, if Li Li suffers from any sequelae in the future, I'll see who you'll regret it to! "
Lu Junhan glanced at them and said expressionlessly, "Are you done?! Didn't you hear the doctor say that in a few minutes, she'll recover on her own? "
Song Ching-wan was still very worried. She looked at the little girl's hand over and over again. As she looked, she couldn't help but start muttering again.
"This is the first time Li Li has been injured! There was a lot of blood just now. If I didn't treat it quickly, Li Li would have bled out by now! "
Lu Junhan: "…"
Lu Enron: "…"
After more than half an hour of "madness", Song Ching-wan and Lu Qidong finally managed to calm down and regain some rationality.
Actually, they couldn't be blamed. After all, this was the little girl's first injury. It really made their hearts ache.
"By the way, Lil Wan, I've already contacted Professor Carman for you. He's very knowledgeable in this area."
Lu Qidong was nowhere to be seen earlier. In fact, he had contacted Song Ching-wan's doctor.
"He said that although the chances of curing your illness are very slim, if you actively cooperate with the treatment, you can live longer —"
"So I'll still die, right?"
Song Ching-wan interrupted him. Her eyes were tired and she sighed. "Brother, you're so smart. It's impossible that you don't understand what I mean. Actually, I don't care how long I can live. It doesn't matter if I live one more day or one less day. I just want to be more comfortable, more comfortable before I die …"
After treatment, she could indeed live a few more months or years.
However, these extra months or years of life would only be endless torture by the treatment equipment. She could only stay in the hospital bed and not go anywhere.
"Brother, do you still remember my biggest dream?"
Song Ching-wan muttered to herself, looking at the birds flying freely outside the window. Her thoughts seemed to have drifted to the distant past.
"My biggest dream is to travel around the world with a drawing board on my back. I wouldn't even want to stay in Hai City for the rest of my life. Before I die, how can I be willing to stay in such a small hospital bed?"
Lu Qidong turned his head away and closed his eyes.
After that, he didn't say anything and left the ward silently.
Song Ching-wan looked into the little girl's innocent eyes. She rubbed her little head and smiled sadly. "I'm sorry, Li Li. Auntie still wants to be selfish for once. It may also be … the last time."
This was the only regret she had left.
— — Complete the dream.
Traveling around the world with a drawing board on his back.
That afternoon.
Lu Qidong returned to the ward. In the end, he chose to compromise and decided to set Song Ching-wan free.
Song Ching-wan didn't need treatment after this. She could run around with a drawing board on her back and enjoy the last moments of her life to the fullest.
However, she had to recuperate for the next few days before she could be discharged.
Song Ching-wan agreed.
After that, Song Ching-wan glanced at Lu Qidong. She looked like she wanted to say something, but she hesitated for a moment. However, in the end, she didn't say anything.
Lu Qidong saw this and let out a long sigh.
"Say it! If there's anything else you need my help with, just say it! Although your decision really makes me want to hit you and ignore you, who asked you to be my little sister! I probably owed you in my previous life! "
Song Ching-wan giggled and said, "I knew Brother was the best to me!"
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