Chapter 384

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The warm stayed in the hospital room with Ye Feimo, while Cheng Anya and Young Master Ye went to handle some procedures. On their way there, Cheng Anya seemed distracted. The gastric cancer of Ye Feimo was no small matter; it was something that had made her truly afraid over these years.

There are some things beyond human control.

Cheng Anya was distracted and uneasy, while Young Master Ye only gripped his wife's hand tightly, "Feimo will be fine."

"Didn't Bai Ye tell you that Feimo's situation is not optimistic" Cheng Anya suddenly asked. His husband had been too calm earlier on, making her feel like he must have already anticipated such a situation.

“Yes, last year, Bai Ye took Feimo’s report from Jia Ming and later called me to tell that the likelihood of Feimo getting gastric cancer was very high,” Young Master Ye didn’t hide anything and said solemnly, "Bai Ye mentioned that even in the worst case, there would be four or five years left, but I never expected it to happen so soon."

"Why didn't you tell me about this"

“What was the point of telling you You can’t do anything. All necessary preventive measures have been taken, and all medicines Feimo usually takes are prescribed by Bai Ye. We never wanted her condition to deteriorate,” Young Master Ye replied. He cared for Ye Feimo no less than Cheng Anya.

Cheng Anya leaned against the wall weakly and asked softly, "Does Bai Ye have any methods"

"After Jia Ming has done a detailed report on Feimo’s condition and shown it to Bai Ye and Su Man, if they can’t do anything about it…," Young Master Ye hesitated to finish his sentence. Cheng Anya felt cold all over.

She sighed deeply, "I’m already scared just looking at Warm."

"Anya..."

"She will definitely divorce Feimo; this shock might be too much for Feimo to bear. If it weren’t gastric cancer, perhaps there would still be a chance of survival...," tears welled up in Cheng Anya’s eyes, "I really feel heartbroken for Feimo."

When Ye Feimo woke up, it was already dusk.

He felt a bit dazed, the glaring white around him made him feel extremely repulsed. He couldn't figure out where he was until he saw an IV drip and remembered that he had fainted due to stomach pain. It seemed like he had been taken to the hospital.

Lately, he felt uncomfortable in his stomach, with intermittent sharp pains. He didn't pay much attention since work was busy and Warm hadn't been around, so it was easy to overlook. Little did he know that a serious illness would strike.

The setting sun cast a comfortable glow; Ye Feimo turned his head to see Warm staring at him intently from the side. He inwardly cursed, as he had instructed Zhang Ling not to inform Warm about his condition. How could she be here

Warm was dazed when she saw that he had woken up.

"Feimo..." She murmured softly. Seeing her pained expression, Ye Feimo's heart ached and he held her hand close to his lips; it felt cold like ice. "I'm fine..."

Hearing this made Warm feel even worse.

How could someone with stomach cancer be fine Every year, so many people died from stomach cancer—how was he possibly okay

She held back her tears and tightened the grip on his hand. Ye Feimo felt very weak but didn't want to lie down; it was rare for him to lie down like this. Warm adjusted the bed's height, allowing him to sit up.

He felt hungry now. Cheng Anya had already prepared a warm porridge for him. Warm poured the porridge and fed Ye Feimo spoon by spoon.

Watching her fair face, Ye Feimo felt like his heart was melting with sweetness. She was taking care of him so attentively, so gently—such an unusual display of gentleness from her. Although she seemed troubled and sad, the way she treated him was tender.

"This porridge tastes bad." Ye Feimo said honestly. It was a ginger thread and shredded chicken porridge that he liked; however, it wasn't well cooked at all. But because Warm was feeding it to him, the porridge seemed delicious.

"Mum made it," Warm smiled and explained. Ye Feimo nodded in understanding—no wonder. He had always said that Warm's porridge tasted great; there was no reason for her cooking suddenly to decline. It must have been his mother who cooked...

Neither of them spoke for a while, with Warm keeping her head lowered the whole time. Ye Feimo noticed something amiss and frowned as he asked, "Is something on your mind"

Warm shook her head, put down the bowl, and asked if he wanted more to eat. Ye Feimo shook his head again. Warm quietly placed the porridge aside and Ye Feimo pulled her hand and sat beside the bed. Warm looked at their entwined hands but didn't say a word.

She was too quiet, and Ye Feimo found it strange. He asked, "Why aren't you speaking"

"What do you want to say"

"Anything is fine," said Ye Feimo. As long as she talked to him, anything would be okay. "Since we returned from Athens, we haven’t really had a proper conversation."

Mentioning Athens made her heart even more bitter. Then thinking about how he didn't care for his body, she felt aggrieved and indignant. "Why don’t you eat properly Why don’t you sleep well Without you, Anning won’t fall apart either. Why make yourself end up in the hospital Ye Feimo, this is always how you are. How can I…"

How could she leave him at ease

Her eyes were slightly red, and Ye Feimo raised an eyebrow, looking at her with confusion, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes. Was Nuannuan concerned about him

"Nuannuan…"

"Don’t call me. I hate you so much," said Nuannuan, full of bitterness and unwilling to speak it out. She angrily shook off his hand, but Ye Feimo held her hand again. Afraid that she might pull out the needle, she didn't struggle too hard; instead, he held her hand as if it were a precious treasure.

"Will you come back and take care of me Delivery food is really unpalatable," said Ye Feimo, making more demands. "Without you around, my appetite naturally isn’t good. Will you come back"

"You can’t act like a spoiled child," Nuannuan angrily said, knowing that he was hitting on her weakness and making it sound pitiful despite the fact that she would never let go of him. "How did you manage to survive before we became acquainted Nothing seemed out of the ordinary back then. Why are you being so pampered now"

"Nuannuan, you can’t raise my appetite to heaven and then drop it down hard; it won’t be able to handle that, nor would I," Ye Feimo argued righteously. "It’s because of you that I’m acting like a spoilt brat now. You need to take responsibility."

The more he spoke this way, the harder it was for Nuannuan to bear. Thinking about Feimo's stomach cancer made her heart ache.

He originally had just a common stomach ailment but now it had turned into cancer, and Nuannuan felt extremely guilty; she believed that one of the major reasons for this was due to herself. If Feimo hadn’t frequently quarreled with her and neglected his body as a result, he might not have developed stomach cancer.

Is it possible for her to take responsibility if his stomach cancer has metastasized to her

Warmth gritted her teeth. When Ye Feimo saw the pain in her expression, he sensed something was wrong and asked sensitively, "Warmth, what's the matter Has there been any change in my condition"

Hearing Ye Feimo ask this question, Warmth didn't know how to answer him. Just as she hesitated, Cheng Anya came in through the door. Seeing that he was awake, Cheng Anya was very happy. Warmth withdrew her hand and stood up.

"Mommy..." She called out, obediently standing aside. As for the matter of Feimo's stomach cancer, it would be better to leave it to Mommy to explain; she truly didn't know how to talk about it with Ye Feimo, almost subconsciously wanting to avoid dealing with this issue.

Feimo was so young yet had contracted such a disease. She really felt heartbroken for him.

This body of his was ruined because of Han Bi.

"I warned you to rest more, but you wouldn't listen until you ended up in the hospital realizing how serious it was. Do you want to drive me to my grave" Cheng Anya couldn't help but say this. If not for seeing her son's pale face, she would have slapped him.

Ye Feimo looked at Cheng Anya and then at Warmth, asking seriously, "So what is it"

Cheng Anya didn't hold back, saying bluntly, "Congratulations to you, stomach cancer."

Ye Feimo was momentarily stunned, unable to react. Seeing his shocked expression, Warmth felt heartache and couldn't bear to look at him; no one would have a good expression upon hearing that they had contracted cancer.

What was Feimo thinking about in that moment

All she knew was that when she heard he had stomach cancer and the situation wasn't looking good, her mind went blank for an instant. Afterward, there was only one thought: He can't die; Feimo absolutely cannot die.

Ye Feimo's shock and bewilderment were just a few seconds before he quickly came to his senses, understanding why Warmth looked so grief-stricken—it was because of the worsening of his condition.

This year, there had been no major problems found during stomach examinations. How could cancer suddenly appearhouldn't be a problem. I just want my son to still have breath when Bai Ye arrives."Trust in Bai Ye and Su Man had been decades long; whatever Bai Ye said must certainly be the truth, and they would f...