My Pregnant Contract Wife Ran Away from Me!
Chapter 490: I Can’t Do It

Chapter 490: Chapter 490: I Can’t Do It

The latter frowned, looking somewhat tired, and after a moment, he spoke, "Follow the doctor’s orders, cooperate with the treatment, don’t think too much about other things."

She nodded compliantly, without saying anything else.

Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived outside the doctor’s office, where there were many people waiting in line to see the doctor.

Fu Chenlie made a call to a friend working at the hospital and managed to jump the queue.

Inside the doctor’s office, Jiang Wan Ning sat beside the doctor.

Fu Chenlie sat opposite the doctor, watching as the doctor checked Jiang Wan Ning’s examination reports one by one, his brow furrowing tighter and tighter, knowing it wouldn’t be good news.

The doctor looked for a full five minutes.

Afterward, he turned to Jiang Wan Ning, "Do any of your parents, brothers, or sisters have lung cancer?"

"No."

"How did you, such a young girl in your twenties, get this illness? You came to see me for an examination last time and mentioned being treated abroad for two years? Was it you?"

Jiang Wan Ning nodded, "It was me."

After speaking, she detailed the foreign treatment situation over the past two years to the doctor.

The doctor nodded, "Should you come directly for hospitalization treatment tomorrow?"

"I won’t be hospitalized. Doctor, please just prescribe me some medication. I have other things to do and cannot stay in the hospital all the time. I know I won’t live much longer. Instead of waiting painfully on a hospital bed to die, I’d rather spend my remaining time doing things I want to do."

"You’re too negative."

With those words, the doctor turned to Fu Chenlie, "Are you her boyfriend or husband?"

"Just a friend."

"As a friend, it’s best to provide her with psychological support, spend more time with her, and don’t let her be overwhelmed by this illness. The patient needs a will to live and optimism to extend life as much as possible."

Fu Chenlie nodded, "How much time does she have left?"

The doctor sighed, "According to the examination report, as short as half a year, as long as a year, but it could be longer; it mainly depends on the patient’s physical condition, and whether their mindset is positive and optimistic is also an important reference indicator."

...

Leaving the hospital, they got into the car, both very silent.

The silence lasted for a long time.

Finally, Jiang Wan Ning was the first to speak, "I know I don’t have much time left, but I didn’t expect it to be only half a year, at most a year. I’m only 24 years old, and I’m going to die. Doesn’t that sound ridiculous?"

"The doctor said that’s just an approximate time. Don’t be too pessimistic."

"How can I be optimistic when I’m about to die?"

After the retort, she laughed self-mockingly, "I can’t be optimistic."

Frowning, the man said in a deep voice, "You shouldn’t go to work at the company during this time. Rest well at home, and once you’ve recovered, it’s not too late to work."

"No, I want to work." She refused his suggestion.

Fu Chenlie turned to glance at her, reminding her, "You’re sick, you need to rest."

"If I don’t go to work at the company, I won’t even see you."

"I will find time to visit you."

The woman chuckled, and as she laughed, tears appeared aptly in her eyes, "Don’t lie to me. You’re the CEO of Fu Group, how could you have time to visit me? Even if you had time, you’d spend it with your wife, why would you visit someone like me?"

As she spoke, her tears fell, "But I’m different. I came back from abroad knowing my time was short. I want to see you more before I die, want to leave more memories related to you in my final days. I originally thought we would get married, be a couple, but now...it’s impossible."