Chapter 877
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"For so many years, my mother has been in contact with the orphanage. Every month, she would call the director to ask if there was any news about my biological parents. So, my mother is very happy that I can find my biological parents. "
Xie Ching-yan's nose twitched. She squatted down and held Mother Xin's hand. "Sister Xin, I'm sorry. I'm so narrow-minded."
Mother Xin shook her head quickly.
"Thank you for not only treating Xin Yang as your own, but also for helping him find his family so selflessly and lovingly. I heard from Xin Yang that your husband passed away many years ago. Now you and Xin Yang depend on each other. If you don't mind, you can be my sister in the future. How about we live together? We have a lot of family members and many boys. All of them are black bean buns. None of them are soft buns. If you meet any stupid people in the future, my sons will be your sons. In the future, they can help you vent your anger and provide for you in your old age. "
Mother Xin was stunned. She didn't expect Xin Yang's mother to make such a suggestion. She didn't respond for a while.
"Mom, can you agree? My family is very rich. My mother said that she can arrange a separate residence for us at home in the future, so that I can live with you. "
Looking at her son's expectant eyes, how could Mother Xin refuse?
She nodded quickly.
The family talked happily for a long time. Xie Ching-yan was a talkative person. Even if Mother Xin couldn't speak, she could still talk.
Xin Yang saw his two mothers talking, so he wanted to ask Jing Qian about his mother's situation.
Mother Xin glanced at Xin Yang from the corner of her eye. She knew that he was going to say something behind her back that she couldn't hear. Her eyes flashed.
Jing Qian saw Mother Xin's expression and said with a smile, "Brother, just say it here. This operation was very successful. If Auntie takes good care of herself, she can live for another 30 or 40 years. Therefore, there is no question that I cannot answer in front of Auntie. "
Mother Xin glared at Jing Qian. She didn't believe her.
After all, her five-year survival rate was only 5%. After the surgery, she would basically live on her fingers.
Now, not only did she not need to undergo chemotherapy, but she was also told that she could live for thirty to forty years. Not to mention Mother Xin, even the Di family felt that it was a fantasy.
Especially Xie Ching-yan. She was still thinking about Mother Xin, who had raised her son for so many years. In her remaining days, how should she make her happy?
When he suddenly heard that it would be thirty to forty years, the haze in his heart instantly dissipated.
"Sweetheart, hurry up and tell us. Why is it 30 to 40 years? Didn't you say that the survival rate for this disease is extremely low?"
Jing Qian said, "The five-year survival rate is low. On the one hand, the skills of the experts are limited. Under normal circumstances, there is no way to completely remove a three-centimeter tumor without touching the important blood vessels in the brain. Because there is no way to completely remove it, the destroyed tumor will start to fight back desperately. It will grow bigger than before in the fastest time, then it will oppress the brain cells and finally lead to death.
Even if the brain tumor doesn't grow too fast, the tumors that metastasize to the lymph nodes will quickly invade the organs of the human body. For example, Auntie's lungs, liver, and lymph nodes have 13 tumors. "
Hearing this, everyone took a deep breath.
(End of Chapter)
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