Jeff was stunned at first, then he reacted and said, "No matter how busy I am, I have to take care of you."
"Dr. Jeff Lee."
Someone was calling him.
"Go ahead." I waved at him, and when I turned around, I added, "Good things are coming soon, and I will definitely send you an invitation when the time comes."
Actually, I wanted to say, "Whoever it is, don't bother me."
Alan's face was very dark. He grabbed me and walked away. My shoulder was pinched so hard that it hurt.
He took me through various tests with a cold face. The doctor who saw me was an old doctor. He frowned as he looked at the head CT scan. After a moment, he pointed at the image that I couldn't understand and said, "The tumor is in the aorta. If the blood vessel ruptures, it may be life-threatening."
Alan's expression immediately changed, and he kicked over the chair in front of him. "What do you mean by life-threatening? I don't believe it."
"Well, whatever!" The doctor slammed the report on the table angrily.
I sat there with a calm look. I was thinking that if I didn't know he was going to marry Fay next month, I would have thought he loved me deeply!
I didn't know that I was terminally ill. After the system erased my memory, it mentioned that it would arrange for me to leave the world on a certain day.
Alan and I came out of the hospital one after the other. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on us. Alan suddenly stopped. A tree shadow was between our shadows.
It was very clear.
He looked at me, as if he had thousands of words to say, but hesitated, with deep pain in his eyes.
At that moment, I felt unmoved.
