But with Ling Feng standing by, Charlotte could not sleep peacefully. In the end, he had to quietly retreat, just like he used to be a servant, waiting outside the door with concern for her condition at any time.

Even so, Charlotte still tossed and turned on the bed alone. Thinking that she had stomach cancer and her life was not long, it made her unable to fall asleep.

Is this kind of depression and suffering silently? Do you die faster as the doctor said?

In short, Charlotte thought about these things that were difficult to close her eyes overnight, and it was sad and torment every minute.

Ling Feng was not much better. Seeing that Charlotte was like this, he could not sleep peacefully. He was waiting outside her door, but he had not closed his eyes all night.

"You wake up, come and have some porridge."

The next day, when Charlotte woke up, Ling Feng walked into the room with the porridge he had prepared and came to her patient, and helped her get up from the bed with difficulty, trying to persuade her to drink it while it was hot, and then touched her slightly scalded forehead and put on a coat on her thin body.

Although Charlotte had not had a good sleep all night, she did not stay up all night and had some sleep. However, Ling Feng was really waiting and often didn't even take a nap to take care of her patient.

If he hadn't been in a strong body, got up early and ran and insisted on exercising every day, normal people would have fallen down long ago.

Charlotte naturally understood these things. Whether Ling Feng was a servant or now, everything he did for her was voluntary. She never forced him to compensate her and her daughter with her life regardless of her body.

He even advised him to give up and want to make up for her heart, but this is why he did not forgive him.

I have never hated him in my heart.

"I can't eat..."

After waking up, Charlotte's face still did not improve. Seeing that the porridge in his hand had no appetite, he couldn't swallow it.

Ling Feng knew that she was stubborn and refused to eat what he made, so he hurriedly said, "This is not what I did, it was made by Chen Ma."

She advised Charlotte to eat a little, but she shook her head and said, "No one has the appetite for what he does."

It’s not that he doesn’t give him face, but this time he really can’t afford it.

Someone: I can’t eat or sleep, how can I be so bad?

It makes people panic and unable to sleep or eat.

Ling Feng was just about to ask what was going on, why she still couldn't get better after a night's sleep, and it seemed so uncomfortable that her hands still covered her stomach.

Although Charlotte endured it, he still didn't want to tell him the truth.

Soon a phone rang and he gave the answer.

"Hello, are they a patient and a family member?"

Charlotte's cell phone rang, and she knew it must be called from the hospital. When she didn't have time to hang up in Ling Feng, she was afraid she would be exposed now.

"Yes...please say."

Ling Feng looked at Charlotte's uncomfortable reaction, put down the porridge bowl in his hand, and rushed to answer her phone number.

It was indeed called by the doctor, and this time I directly found the patient's family.

"Hello, I am the director of the central hospital. That's right. According to the patient, Ms. Xia, who is currently diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer, she needs to be hospitalized as soon as possible..."

Just listened to the other end of the phone, the director of a hospital called himself, urging Charlotte to be hospitalized as soon as possible, and told her actual condition in front of Ling Feng.

"What? Say it again!"

Ling Feng suddenly felt a sudden shock when he heard this, especially the words "Stomach cancer is still in the late stage". If he doesn't believe his ears, he will open his eyes and interrupt the dean's words with a loud voice.

"Yes...Ms. Xia has been diagnosed with advanced gastric cancer by our hospital, which means she is suffering from a terminal illness. I hope the family will pay attention to it..."

The dean was scared out of cold sweat through the phone. I didn't know who the patient's family was. Why was the voice so familiar and the momentum was quite strong, so I hurriedly repeated it again.

If he said that he was not a joke, Charlotte really had gastric cancer and needed hospitalization.
Chapter completed!