Zhen Shuangyan looked at those four words repeatedly; they did not fade away despite her prolonged gaze.
"Is this... is this the result?" Her expression was dazed as she lifted her head, unsure whether to breathe a sigh of relief or continue feeling tense.
Xia Yueqing's face also whitened slightly, knowing this was coming, but actually seeing the result felt like being hit hard.
Her aunt is still so young, not even fifty.
Yet the disease mercilessly tormented her.
"Aunt, don't be afraid. We'll go ask the doctor about treatment methods right away, everything will be alright." Xia Yueqing forced a difficult smile.
"Okay, I'm not afraid." Zhen Shuangyan confirmed again and again; she didn't recognize this doctor, and even this hospital wasn't the same as last time.
She had already prepared to lie to Xia Yueqing, maybe the last test result was wrong, but she hadn't expected fate to play such a huge joke on her.
