"Ahem," Zhen Shan covered her lips and lay weakly on the hospital bed, closing her eyes to relieve the discomfort in her head.

"Que'er."

"Empress, woo woo..."

Que'er wiped away tears and looked at her sadly.

Zhen Shan was funny, "I'm the one who's sick, why are you crying?"

"Wow……"

Que'er threw himself on her face, hugged her face and cried until the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

Zhen Shan: "..."

"If you smear your nose and tears on my face, you can do it yourself."

"Mother, I'm so sad."

Hearing this, Queer quickly let go of her face and sobbed.

Zhen Shan shook his head, not caring about its silly appearance, and sighed softly, "What's wrong with my body?"

Que'er pursed his lips, as if he wanted to cry again.

"Okay, a man won't shed tears easily."

"It's just that I haven't reached the sad point yet."

Zhen Shan's red lips twitched slightly, but he knew a lot.

"Empress, if you leave, what will happen if God reincarnates?"

In just a few months, the originally harmonious and beautiful family was separated. He was the only one left. Anyone would go crazy and collapse.

A ripple appeared in Zhen Shan's eyes, "So, what happened to me?"

Que'er's lips trembled and he choked with sobs: "Mother, you have brain cancer, and it's in the advanced stage."

Zhen Shan’s pupils are shrunk, is he terminally ill?

"The doctor said, yes, it was caused by the malignant transformation of blood congestion in your brain. It was back then..."

Queer couldn't talk any more.

Zhen Shan suffered two head traumas that year. At that time, the medical equipment was not as advanced as it is now, and the examination was not thorough, resulting in...

If she had contracted a terminal illness due to other causes, maybe Lan Yu wouldn't be so desperate, but it was because of him, how could he feel so embarrassed?

She closed her eyes. Everything he had done over the years, he had tried his best to love and care for her. Even if she had no children for many years, he would bear everything. He even did not hesitate to slander himself and tell everyone that it was his body that had the problem, not her.

not good.

In order to protect her and the man's dignity and face, he would do anything.

This silly stick has already made her gradually let go of the grudge she had in her heart at the beginning, and she is willing to live a good life with him.

But the tip of Zhen Shan's nose was slightly sour. Should she say that she was unlucky, or that her fate was cruel?

"My Lady, if it's a trivial matter that Que'er can take advantage of, but if it involves life, old age, sickness and death, Que'er can't help you..."

The more I talk about it, the sadder it becomes. Brain cancer is a terminal disease for humans, but if you can use its power, there is a way to cure it.

But the law of heaven does not allow it. If it uses divine power to heal the empress, it will only offend the law of heaven, and then the original soul of the empress will be punished.

Zhen Shan's eyes were soft, he raised his hand and tapped its forehead, "I understand, don't be embarrassed."

"Wow, wow, wow," Que'er cried while holding her fingers, "Mother, it's Que'er who is useless."

Zhen Shan did not dislike it this time, but gently stroked its hair, "No one can escape birth, old age, illness and death."

But what to do with her mallet?

How should he live the rest of his life alone and so stupid?

Zhen Shan's phoenix eyes were stained with a little sadness.

…

"I will help you contact the best medical team abroad, but..."

Liang Yi, who was forty years old, lacked the impetuousness of his youth, was calm and elegant, but at this moment, his eyebrows were stained with a trace of pain, because of that kind but unfortunate woman.

"No matter what, as long as there is a chance, I will not give up even if it costs me my life."

Lan Yu's eyes were scarlet, his pale face was cold and crazy, and his fists were clenched.

Seeing him like this, Liang Yi's original anger due to Zhen Shan's illness dissipated, and his desire to beat the man to death was gone.

Now, no one is in more pain than the man in front of me.

His beloved wife is terminally ill because of his young bastard, and will soon die. Who is more miserable than him?

If Zhen Shan hadn't still needed his care, I'm afraid this man would have delayed him long ago.

Liang Yi lowered his eyes and sighed deeply.

If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?

He tried his best to save her, but in the end he could not withstand the vagaries of fate.

It is said that knowing one's mistakes can lead to great improvements, but people must ultimately be responsible for the mistakes they make.

Who does retribution bypass?

But thinking of that beautiful woman who was kind to the world, Liang Yi felt a suffocating pain in her heart. She was kind to others in the first half of her life, so why couldn't she have good results in the second half of her life.

How unfair is her fate?

Now, not only Lan Yu is powerless, but Liang Yi is too.

They wanted to save her, but they discovered that they, who thought they could control everything, turned out to be just ordinary people, extremely powerless in the face of the cruel life and death.

Trying everything you can is just in vain.

But even so, they are still trying desperately to steal people from the King of Hell.

Zhen Shan originally wanted them not to have to do this, as her fate was already sealed.

But seeing Lan Yu's regret and hesitation, she finally said nothing and silently cooperated with the treatment.

However, as time went by, her body became weaker and more painful. She was awake less and less, and even speaking became difficult.

But this time, no matter how badly his body deteriorated and no matter how painful it was, Zhen Shan never thought of ending his life early.

But she had no complaints. Every time Lan Yu watched her being tortured until her orifices bleed, it hurt to the bone, and he wished he could have cut himself alive.

How could he bear to hurt her back then?

In the end, Lan Yu just asked her not to suffer so much anymore. He would accompany her wherever she went.

Zhen Shan tried hard to live one more day, but the disease never let her go, and she finally survived.

"Que'er, am I ugly now?"

She forced her consciousness and asked.

"Oh, no, the queen is always the most beautiful."

Queer was connected to her soul, and he could most understand how broken and painful her body was. It cried with red eyes.

"Stop crying, you've been crying for months," Zhen Shan smiled. If it hadn't had an immortal body, its eyes would have been broken from crying.

Silly Queer!

"Empress, why are you so insistent?"

Now, Que'er no longer wants to care about the reincarnation of the god. It really can't bear to see its mother in pain.

"Who doesn't want to live if he can live?"

"Ke Queer can take you away."

This is just a short period of time. The empress' soul is immortal and she can still go to the next time and space safely, without having to endure such torture.

Zhen Shan sighed, "That stupid piece of wood worked so hard to come to me. Even though he turned into a stick, he is still so stupid. I can spend one more day with him. I don't know when I will see you again next time."

Or can we see you again!

Queer opened his lips, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

"But I still can't get through it after all," Zhen Shan smiled bitterly, "Que'er, help me regain my energy. Finally, I want to say goodbye to him properly."

"good."

Que'er sniffed and nodded dully.
Chapter completed!