Deng Zhiyi walked into the hospital room with legs as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Seeing him return, Tan Yanli stood up anxiously and asked, "Zhiyi, what did the doctor say?"
"Yanli, I..."
He pressed his lips together before speaking, "Ranran's condition is a bit complicated, you... you need to be prepared mentally."
His words made Tan Yanli's heart leap instantly. She anxiously grabbed his arm and said, "Zhiyi, tell me quickly! I can handle it!"
"The doctor said... Ranran has acute lymphoblastic leukemia!"
Deng Zhiyi gritted his teeth and relayed the doctor's words to Tan Yanli. After all, the child's illness could not be hidden, and sooner or later she would have to know.
"What? Leu...kemia..."
Tan Yanli's body went limp, and she collapsed back into the chair, "How did this happen... how could this happen..."
"Zhiyi!"
