The CEO's ex-wife

25 Diagnosis results

25 Diagnosis results Xia Xue turned her head hastily when she heard it, and looked at the office door behind her. She choked up and moved her body before saying, "I'm sorry..."

Han Wenjie first glanced at her indifferently, then pushed her away and walked into the office... cover her lightly...

Xia Xue was still squatting in the corner, weeping silently...

The door of the office opened slowly... Han Wenjie came out with the diagnosis report just now in his hand, first took a deep look at Xia Xue's sad appearance, thought for a while, and then called out softly ... "Xia... Snow?"

When Xia Xue heard someone calling her, she raised her head in a daze, looked at the doctor who had just entered the door, and came out again, she was taken aback, tears rolled down again...

Han Wenjie first looked helplessly at the rows of tears rolling down her face, he laughed for a while, then raised the information in his hand and said, "Your name is Xia Xue, right?"

"Yes... how do you know..." Xia Xue asked him weakly... But after she finished asking just now, her nasal cavity became hot and blood flowed out again. She quickly pressed her nose and lowered her head gasping for breath...

Han Wenjie immediately squatted down to help Xia Xue and said, "Go in! Professor Liu has an important operation today, let me explain your condition to you..."

Xia Xue still turned her head in a daze, holding her nasal cavity with a strong sore heart, and looked at him in fear... "Really? I'm going to die, isn't it? I have a terminal illness! I won't live long... right? ?" As soon as she finished speaking, she collapsed into his arms and burst into tears again...

Hearing Xia Xue's helpless crying, Han Wenjie sighed softly, hugged her up helplessly, walked into the office, put her lightly on the bed, and immediately sat on her bed. Beside her, took her cold little hand, and used his slender fingers to tightly hook the middle fingers of Xia Xue's hands...the hook was very tight...

"I'm going to die...what about my brother? I don't want to die...what about my brother? I don't want to die..." Xia Xue lay on the bed, just broke down and cried...he couldn't care about anything ...

Han Wenjie ignored Xia Xue's burst of tears, and just clasped her middle finger tightly. Seeing that the blood in her nasal cavity was getting less and less, he slowly relaxed her hands, then stood up immediately, picked up the tissue on the desk, Calmly and calmly wiped the overflowing blood from her face, and said while wiping... "Who said you were going to die? Didn't the diagnosis report come out before?"

"You don't need to comfort me..." Xia Xue cried again... "I know I'm going to die... I don't have any family members, so no one can help me hide the fact that I'm terminally ill...I don't even have such a relative No... I only have that poor little brother who is still three years old and ignorant..."

Han Wenjie didn't speak any more, just wiped the blood on her face lightly, then lifted the snow-white quilt, covered her lightly, then turned around and came to the sink, wiped the hand sanitizer, and washed it away with hot water With the blood in his hand, he said: "You are fine...the diagnosis report is out...you are fine..."

"Wow..." Xia Xue was still lying on the bed crying loudly... "I'm going to die... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... What about my brother?" Staring blankly at the snow-white ceiling, panting and turning his head, suppressing the excitement, weeping and watching the handsome doctor turn around and wipe his hands with a tissue... There was no comfort at all, no joking mean……

"What did you say?" Xia Xue sat up from the bed suddenly, and shouted in shock when she saw the doctor!

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