Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

An Ruixin looked at the serious faces of the older one and the younger one, and silently stood aside, holding back a laugh, stretched out her hand and tugged at Ji Chengze, telling him to be careful not to make the child cry.

Ji Chengze's eyes flickered slightly, and after winning the child a few more hands, he finally released some water, allowing the child to win a hand.

Looking at the victory sign on the computer screen, the child threw away the game controller in his hand, jumped into An Ruixin's arms and shouted happily: "Hahahaha, little sister, little sister, look, look, I won, I won!" Already!"

An Ruixin patted his head encouragingly, and said with a slight smile, "Well, it's great." Immediately, she raised her head and looked at Ji Chengze in tacit understanding, her smile deepening.

It has to be said that for most boys, playing games together is a weapon to enhance their relationship.

The two played the game for a whole morning. Although they didn't say how good their relationship was, they were much more pleasing to the eye than before.

The child was praised by An Ruixin, and instantly cast the anguish of losing more than a dozen games to the sky, and gave Ji Chengze a rare big smile.

Ji Chengze's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly understood why An Ruixin cared so much about such a brat.

Such clear eyes and such a pure smile are like sunshine shining into the dark abyss, enough to warm everyone's heart.

After that, the two played games in the ward, while An Ruixin went out to buy lunch and came back.

The three of them had lunch in the ward and rested for a while, and it was almost time for the child's treatment.

It was only at this time that An Ruixin realized belatedly that the small treatment Yu Qian had mentioned earlier turned out to be...chemotherapy!

An Ruixin's expression changed immediately when he heard these two words: "Chemotherapy? Is his condition serious enough to require chemotherapy?"

The child's attending doctor was taken aback when he heard An Ruixin's exclamation, and asked tentatively, "This is..."

The elder bodyguard who had been standing by the side explained: "This is our young master and Mr. Yu's friend."

When the doctor heard that An Ruixin was Yu Qian's friend, he didn't hide it: "Young master's condition fluctuated a lot a few years ago. Recently, the number of tumor cells in his body has increased significantly, which has also caused serious damage to his physique. Relatively large impact. There is no other way to deal with chemotherapy now, if you continue to let it go like this, I am afraid that the young master will not last until the age of 17."

The expression on An Ruixin's face was slightly stiff: "17 years old?"

"Yes, if chronic myeloid leukemia is treated conservatively, it can generally guarantee a 10-year survival."

An Ruixin was silent. Yu Qian once said that the child's illness was diagnosed when he was 7 years old.

Ten years, 17 years old, the same age, for many people, their life has just begun at this age, but for this child, his life is already dying step by step at this time.

An Ruixin didn't understand the set of professional terminology spoken by the doctor, she only knew that the child who was always lively in front of her was not as healthy and carefree as she imagined.

For ten years, everything was unknown, but with the passage of time, his life was gradually coming to an end.

They don't know when, this fresh little life will go away from them.

Although Ji Chengze knew that the child was hospitalized due to illness, he never thought that he had such a serious illness.

Seeing An Ruixin's solemn expression, he frowned, stretched out his hand to hold An Ruixin's cool left hand, and silently supported her.