Wen Ran was very likely to calm himself down, but his hands and feet still became colder little by little.

Next to him, Mo Xiuchen held her hand tightly, stared at her with his eyes down for a moment, and simply raised his hand and put her on her shoulders, and held her tightly in his arms, using this method to drive away her fear.

"Ranran, don't worry."

His voice was low and gentle, and it had a soothing effect. Wen Ran's emotions really calmed down in his words and breath.

Wen Ran held a smile on his lips and replied softly: "I'm fine."

This situation was as expected by her.

Fu Jingyi has always been very confident in himself. He worked hard for many years before the poison planted in her body was not only terrible than cancer, but also terrible than the bacteria developed by the Japanese back then.

She either found a man to detoxify herself or could only wait for death. Let the virus erode her internal organs and depress her. In the end, not only did her brain shrink, but her spleen also died of failure...

Of course, it would be a different matter if her father and others found a way to relieve the 'toxicity' in her body.

When Fu Jingyi said those things, Wen Ran was actually a little lucky. She hoped that Fu Jingyi's experiment would fail and that her situation would not be as serious as he said. But now it seems that Fu Jingyi's experiment was very successful.

Later, Brown explained something, but she didn't listen. She looked very calm on the surface, but in her heart, she was dazed and her thoughts were floating where they were.

It was not until Mo Xiuchen's voice fell into her ears that she came to her senses. She looked at him blankly, obviously she didn't hear what he said, only her voice.

Mo Xiuchen's heart thrust violently, and a gentle curve bent the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Ranran, let's go back to the ward."

"oh!"

Wen Ran's eyes flashed, and he found his voice back.

Gu Yan accompanied them back to the ward. The nurse came in with the medicine, gave Wen Ran an injection and infusion. Wen Ran quietly asked nothing and cooperated with the nurse.

"Xiuchen, you are here to accompany Ranran, I will come over again later."

After the nurse left, Gu Yan stared at the infusion bottle for a moment, then reached out and touched Wen Ran's head with love, and gave gentle instructions.

Mo Xiuchen sat on the edge of the bed, holding Wen Ran's other hand gently with his big hands, and his deep eyes kept staring at her gently. In the bottom of his eyes, there was deep love and deep pain.

Hearing Gu Yan's explanation, he nodded, and his eyes did not move away from Wen Ran's face, "Dad, go and do your business, I'll accompany Ranran."

He will always be with her, always!

Wen Ran also smiled and said, "Dad, you don't have to worry if Xiuchen is with me."

After Gu Yan left, Mo Xiuchen rubbed the skin of Wen Ran’s white and tender back of his hands and said softly: “Ranran, I will always be with you.”

Wen Ran looked deep in his eyes, as if he was trapped in an endless gentle package, but she felt wet in her heart for no reason. Is it really right to let Xiu Chen stay by her side?

In the near future, all physical functions will have problems, and her memory will quickly regress. What kind of torture would Xiu Chen feel when she looks like this?

However, she couldn't bear to let him go and pushed him away again. She selfishly wanted him to stay with her and with him, she felt a little safe.

A trace of care flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and the eyes of his gaze at her became deeper. He slowed down his tone and said word by word: "Ranran, I know that you feel uncomfortable when you heard such a result just now. Maybe you didn't hear clearly what Joseph and the others said later. But I have been listening very seriously. They have formulated several plans that will definitely cure your illness. So, don't be afraid, and don't lose confidence."

"Didn't Akai say that besides medicine, it is also an important factor in overcoming the disease. I promised me not to put too much pressure on myself, and not to have no confidence in myself, okay?"

Mo Xiuchen was also in a state of chaos. Since Gu Yan told him the result at noon, he was in a state of chaos.

At this moment, he just pretended to be calm, trying to make Ranran less afraid. He couldn't even remember what he said afterwards.

Wen Ran listened to his comforting words, and felt mixed feelings in her heart. Looking at his eyes with a gentle smile and pity, she subconsciously pursed her lips and answered softly: "Okay!"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes suddenly lit up, and his tone was more excited than before: "Ranran, you will definitely be fine."

Sure will.

He said firmly in his heart, as if he was giving himself courage.

"Um!"

Wen Ran nodded. No matter whether she can recover in the end or not, with his company, she will do her best to fight the disease.

Even if you can spend more than one day, one hour, one minute, it is still good.

"Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Mo Xiuchen looked at her gently for a while before asking softly.

Wen Ran smiled slightly, "I've had a nap and I'm not sleepy now."

Mo Xiuchen turned his eyes and looked at the newspaper shelf not far away. There were books such as newspapers and magazines on it. "Why do you want to read magazines or newspapers to pass the time?"

"You read it to me."

Wen Ran also looked at him along his gaze. There were indeed some magazines and newspapers. She only took a look and then fixed her gaze on his handsome carved face, blurting out the words she asked for.

Mo Xiuchen was a little surprised, but soon, a gentle curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he readily agreed: "No problem."

He was happy to do anything for her, and he was happy that she needed him and relied on him. He let go of her hand, got up and walked over, picked two magazines and went back to the bed to ask her:

"Ranran, which book do you want to listen to?"

"Just this one."

Wen Ran pointed to one of the books, which was a youth reading magazine. Mo Xiuchen smiled and said ok, put down the other one, looked up at the infusion bottle hanging on the head of her bed. Then he opened the magazine and picked a story from the catalog.

When the low magnetic sound came into my ears, Wen Ran's mouth unconsciously bent a pleasant smile, and even Qinghong's eyes were filled with a smile.

It was a wise choice to let him read it to himself. His voice was not pleasant, but also emotional. If you don’t talk about the story, even if you just listen to him, your heart will become soft.

In the ward that originally made people feel deserted, it became warm because of his voice. Wen Ran leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes half-closed, and his whole body gradually relaxed, with a hint of laziness between his eyebrows and eyes.
Chapter completed!