In the advanced stage of cancer, the symptoms are quite obvious, and the pain will be convulsed all over, as if pricked by a needle, and sometimes it will be accompanied by symptoms such as hematemesis and hair loss.
Many people couldn't help the pain and chose to end their lives, how could the girl in front of them, such a delicate little girl, endure it.....
"My suggestion is to discuss it with my family and go through the hospitalization procedures as soon as possible."
Peng Anyi still has to respect the wishes of the patient.
"Dr. Peng, do you mean that it would be less painful if you were hospitalized?"
It's impossible to live, but she can't hold on to living so painfully every day.
"We'll try to alleviate the pain."
"Then let's get hospitalized." Lu Yingying still compromised, and the pain at the onset of the disease was really unbearable.
"I don't have dependents, can I be hospitalized?"
For some reason, Lu Yingying suddenly spoke, looking at Peng Anyi with some expectation in his eyes.
The little girl's eyes were too clean, Peng Anyi's heart couldn't help but tremble, then he looked away and replied with a smile, "Of course you can, but you may need to ask a nurse to take care of you." "
"If you need it, we have nurses in our hospital."
He didn't know about her experience and family situation, but only gave advice as much as he could.
Looking at Lu Yingying's dress, it shouldn't look like he will be short of money.
Lu Yingying's money can fully afford the expenses of her next hospitalization, but she thinks it is too quiet for her to live in a separate ward alone, so she is arranged to an ordinary ward.
When Lin Wenrou saw Lu Yingying coming back, she still looked at her with a smile.
"Are you alright?" She asked.
"It's fine." Lu Yingying didn't want to scare her by opening her mouth.
There is a person who lives next to her who is dying, and it will scare her.
The nurses at the hospital were quickly arranged, and Lu Yingying began to live with Lin Wenrou in this small square white box.
She was counting the days and waiting to die.
This feeling is very tormenting.
Lin Wenrou, a little girl, often mentions some interesting things to her when she was in school, but Lu Yingying listens quietly every time, never interjects, and never talks about her past.
I've been hospitalized for half a month, and I've never even seen anyone visit her, and the nurses in the hospital take care of her every day.
The nurse is very careful, but Lin Wenrou can always see that Lu Yingying sometimes looks at the window alone in a daze.
There is always an indelible sadness on her body, and Lin Wenrou doesn't dare to ask.
Lu Yingying was naturally reluctant to mention her past, and Ling Qi ran through almost all the things that she was happy about and unhappy about.
When she thought of Ling Qi, she still felt a faint pain in her heart.
If he knew he was dying, would he be willing to come and see her?
Lu Yingying shook his head and laughed at himself, how could it be, he must be very happy now, how could he take care of her.....
The consequence of choosing to be lively is that every time she is so uncomfortable that she wants to die, and the pain is unbearable, she can't make a sound, which will disturb Lin Wenrou's rest.
She could only bite the quilt in the middle of the night and break out in a cold sweat.
In the past half a month, there have been several more nail marks on her palms.
"Sister Yingying, it's time for you to change the potion."
A bottle of potion bottomed out, and Lin Wenrou reminded her carefully.
Lu Yingying came back to his senses, glanced at the medicine bottle, and then responded, "Well, okay." "
Waiting for nurse Xiaoyun to finish changing the potion and instructing her to take the medicine on time, Lu Yingying was coquettish like a child again, could you buy her a candy.
It's too bitter.
Xiaoyun looked at her coquettishness, and her heart was also distressed, she knew Lu Yingying's condition, and every day she pricked needles and changed dressings, and both hands were already swollen.
I really can't find a place where I can stick a needle.
Seeing the scars she scratched out in the middle of the night, every one of them was so horrifying.
And then, she had to tell her something bad.
"We'll shave our hair later, and we'll start chemotherapy tomorrow."
originally thought that Lu Yingying would pull her and call Sister Xiaoyun like before, can you not shave your head.
But she glanced at Xiao Yun very calmly and smiled, "Can you shave again tomorrow morning?" "
Nurse Xiaoyun agreed.
After the nurse left, Lin Wenrou looked at her cautiously, and her figure looked more and more lonely.
"Sister, this is the soup my mother made in the morning, it is very delicious, and the red dates in it are sweet." Lin Wenrou poured the soup on the table into a small bowl and handed it to her.
Lu Yingying's heart was warm, and she took the small bowl she handed over, "When will Rourou be discharged from the hospital?" "
During these days, Lin Wenrou was like a little angel, making her feel one of the few warmths.
Lin Wenrou frowned and sighed, "Tomorrow." "
is about to be discharged from the hospital in good health, it won't be this kind of look, Lu Yingying opened her mouth and asked her, "Are you unhappy to be discharged from the hospital after recovery?" "
I usually only chat with Lin Wenrou after lunch, and I don't have much energy the rest of the time, sleeping during the day and enduring pain at night.
"It's fun." Lin Wenrou smiled bitterly, this time it was different from usual, she ended the topic first, covered the quilt and lay down.
When she woke up in the afternoon, as soon as Lin Wenrou opened her eyes, she found that Lu Yingying was pulling out a needle.
Seeing that she didn't hesitate, she pulled out the needle in her hand, changed into a long black dress, and put on light makeup.
The whole person's complexion is a lot better, but the face is a little worse, but it's still very beautiful.
Lu Yingying saw Lin Wenrou, who was looking at her, made a shushing gesture to her, and went out.
Lu Yingying stayed in the hospital for more than half a month, and the moment she stepped out of the hospital gate, she felt that she was alive.
She stopped the car, went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of lilies, and took a taxi to the cemetery.
She didn't want to cause chaos in the hospital, but today was Lu Xiaoxiao's death day, and she had to come and see it.
Even she forgot who could come and see her.
Lu Yingying put down the flowers and swept the dust off her tombstone with her hands, Lu Xiaoxiao in the photo, dressed in a white dress, smiled happily, but this face was forever fixed at 12 years old.
After tidying up, Lu Yingying sat down next to her.
"Xiao Xiao, my sister has come to see you."
Lu Xiaoxiao's voice and appearance began to play repeatedly in his mind.
"This is the last time my sister will come to see you, and next year or later, there may be no one to see you..."
Thinking of this, Lu Yingying's eyes couldn't help but wet his eyes with tears.
I don't know how long I sat down, Lu Yingying glanced at the time, and it was almost time to leave.
Although she was reluctant in her heart, she could only touch the photo again before leaving.
Ling Qi came only after Lu Yingying left.
As a workaholic, he got off work early for the first time, and when he saw the bouquet of lilies in front of him that was the same as in his arms, he knew it in his heart.
He knew that it was Lu Ying.