Chapter 493 - 493 Can’t Hold On Any Longer
My Mysterious Doctor and Blessed Little Wife Is Such a Tease
493 Canât Hold On Any Longer
âI know that itâs very painful for you. I know that. But Mom and Dad canât take the pain of losing you. Miaomiao, good child, bear with it. Bear with it, okay? Iâll go overseas and find the best doctor for you. Donât give up on yourself.â
Pei Fang grabbed Tan Miaoâs hand and cried miserably. Even Tan Jingyu, who was beside her, couldnât help but wipe his wet eyes.
Seeing that her father, who had always been stern, was also wiping his tears, Tan Miao felt a lump in his throat. He wanted to cry, but for some reason, he smiled. âDad, youâre crying!â
Tan Jingyuâs body stiffened. He quickly wiped his tears and said solemnly, âYou brat, donât think I wonât hit you just because youâre sick. Let me tell you, if you make your mother cry again, Iâll beat you up.â
Tan Miao pursed his lips and looked at Pei Fang aggrievedly. He complained to his mother, âMom, Father wants to beat me up again. He even bullied me in front of you.â
His voice was very weak and he was panting occasionally. However, no matter what, it could not stop him from complaining.
Hearing the young manâs words, everyone laughed out loud.
âSon, you have to promise Mother that youâll hold on. Your father has already hired foreign experts. Theyâll definitely treat you. Believe me, okay? Donât give up.â
Listening to his motherâs sobbing voice, Tan Miao smiled bitterly.
âMom, itâs useless. The doctor said that my illness canât be cured. Even if itâs cured, itâll happen again. Mom, I donât want to suffer this kind of pain anymore. Mom, Iâm unfilial. I canât repay you in this life. I just hope that I can be your child again in my next life. Mom, I donât want to persist anymore.â
Pei Fang could no longer hold back her tears. She collapsed on the bed but did not cry. She only shrugged her shoulders and endured the pain of her heart being torn apart.
Tan Miao looked at his father for help, hoping to gain his understanding.
The air was filled with sadness.
However, at this moment, Qin Xi broke the silence.
âIâm sorry to disturb you. Isnât this just an ordinary tumor? Itâs not a big deal. Who told you that this illness canât be cured?â
Everyone looked at Qin Xi in shock.
What did she mean by âitâs not a big deal.â Tan Miao had brain cancer, and it was the late-stage kind. Everyone knew that 99.99% of people who had late-stage cancer had no hope of recovering. How was this not a big dealâ?
Doctor Cao was also furious when he heard Qin Xiâs words. She was clearly saying that the other doctors were incompetent. Not to mention whether they could treat Tan Miao or not, even if a world-renowned doctor came, he wouldnât be able to guarantee that he could cure the patient..
âIt canât be cured! Absolutely not!â
Seeing that they did not believe her, Qin Xi was not angry. She asked Tan Miao directly and raised her eyebrows. âYouâve been awake for so long. Donât you feel that something is wrong?â
âSomethingâs wrong?â Tan Miao muttered in confusion. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
After thinking for a long time, he shook his head. âThereâs nothing wrong. May I ask what you want to say?â
Qin Xi was speechless. She pointed at his head. âDoes your head still hurt? How is it compared to before?â
Being reminded, Tan Miao widened his eyes and shook his head slightly. Oh, his brain was still there⦠but it didnât hurt anymore.
âI⦠Iâm fine. It doesnât hurt anymore?.â He shouted excitedly.