Chapter 42: It's Really Advanced Gastric Cancer

tantly illuminated by rows of oil lamps. 。The passage was long, and at first glance, there seemed to be no end in sight. 。To ease Qingxuan's worries that the passage was too long, the maidservant expl...Although Qingxuan's clothing and demeanor didn't seem like those of a con artist, Jiang Yue couldn't believe she would be some kind of divine doctor.

Jiang Yue became even more despondent, lowering her eyes: "Go."

Qingxuan laughed at Jiang Yue's reaction.

"Your sister became a killer to cure your illness, she did everything in her power just so you could live. Now that hope is right in front of you, are you going to give up Isn't this how you repay your sister"

“I… I’m not…”

The more Ginger tried to refute, the lower his voice became, until it was barely audible.

How could Qingxuan still not see through Jiang Yue's mind.

She directly called him out, which gave Ginger the courage to face his gastric cancer treatment.

>“Ginger, you are such a coward. You're afraid of me not being able to cure your illness, afraid of knowing again that you are facing death, afraid of your sister once again enduring the pain of losing hope. But have you ever thought about it, if you don’t try, all that awaits you is death. Even if you are prepared to die, are you willing to see your sister live in self-blame for the rest of her life”

Qingxuan's words had hit the nail on the head. A glimmer of hope for survival flashed in Jiang Yue's despondent eyes.

He looked at Qingxuan, his voice no longer as despondent as before. He stared straight at her: "I beg you, cure my illness. I'll do anything you ask."

Qing Xuan spun around and slightly bent over to grasp Jiang Yue's hand.

"That's all the awareness you have."

Ginger Red was overjoyed to see her younger brother rekindle his desire to live.

"Then I'll just wait here at the door, Your Highness. Rest assured. Even if they hacked at me with swords outside, I wouldn't let anyone in."

The more Ginger listened, the redder her face became as she called out to Qing Xuan, the Princess. A look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Princess

The person who claimed to be able to cure his terminal illness turned out to be the princess

As far as I remember, he had never heard of any princess who could cure a terminal illness.

Ginger's lips moved slightly as if she wanted to ask, but she swallowed her question and pushed the doubts back down.

After the princess had finished checking his body, he still wouldn't eat even when asked by his sister.

After Ginger Hong and Yun Sheng exited the room, Ginger Yue still wanted to carefully observe how Qingxuan had checked his condition. Unexpectedly, he suddenly went black in the eyes and lost consciousness.

After injecting Ginger Yue with an anesthetic, Qing Xuan brought him into the space within the bracelet.

Through a comprehensive body scan, the results were as Qingxuan had imagined. Jiang Yue's condition was advanced gastric cancer, and the cancer cells had already spread.

This would have been a fatal illness in ancient times. Ginger wouldn't even last this month.

But luckily, she came from the 25th century and her specialty was treating cancer. Even in late-stage cancer cases where cancer cells had already spread, she could use nano-sized anti-cancer agents to precisely eliminate all the disseminated cancer cells.

Besides taking anticancer drugs, the tumor site in the stomach also needs to be surgically removed now.

Today, she rushed out, worried that Nangong Ye would have an accident at home alone. She didn't intend to operate on Jiang Yue, but just injected him with anti-cancer agents.

The anticancer drug needs to be administered in seven injections, and after each injection, there will be a strong side effect: drowsiness.

The door was opened from the inside by Qingxuan.

Her eyes were red and slightly bloodshot, as if she had been crying secretly at the door just a moment ago.

Seeing her come out from inside, Jiang Hong's lips moved slightly, but the words she had at the tip of her tongue she didn't dare to speak.

Qingxuan immediately gave Jiang Hong a "pacifying pill".

Qingxuan: “I've already given Jiang Yue a full checkup. The tumor in his stomach is indeed malignant and has reached the late stage.”

Before she could finish her words, tears streamed down Ginger's face.

Gingerhong thought that after her examination, she still couldn't cure Gingerye's illness.

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