After Xu Jiamu finished ma.s.saging Song Xiangsi's feet, he covered them with her shoes .  "Is it better?"

His question snapped her back to reality . She hurriedly lowered her eyes to conceal the moisture within them and nodded lightly, while taking in a large mouthful of yogurt .

The corridor was silent for a time . After a seemingly long while, Xu Jiamu's phone rang, piercing through the calm air .

He reached for his phone . When he saw the name on the screen, he suddenly remembered that he had a dinner with Yang Sisi . He walked a distance away before picking up the call .  

Even though he deliberately lowered his voice, Song Xiangsi could still make out the words .  

"I'm sorry, I forgot to inform you that something urgent came up . . . . Where are you now? I'll get someone to send you home . . . . Sure, mmh, no problem . I will definitely give you an apology, rest well . "

After he hung up, he walked back . When he was about two meters away from Song Xiangsi, she suddenly turned away .  "Thank you for tonight . It's getting late, you should go back to have some rest . "

"It's fine," Xu Jiamu replied faintly before returning to lean against the wall in front of her .

Song Xiangsi moved her lips but remained silent . The corridor once again sunk into its original silence . After about five minutes, the operating doors burst open . Song Xiangsi stood up aggressively in front, and Xu Jiamu straightened .

The princ.i.p.al doctor was the first to walk out . He removed his mask and shook his head gravely towards Song Xiangsi .

Xu Jiamu turned to glance at her instinctively, with a hint of worry .  

Song Xiangsi bit onto her lip .  "What do you mean?"

"Mrs .  Song, I'm sorry . " He lowered his head slightly before continuing .  "Mr .  Song's age caused his functions to deteriorate . If we were to operate on him again, the risk is too much, he might not be able to take it . If he were to remain in status quo, being fed medicine regularly, he could live a while more, but for exactly how long, it'll depend on him . "

Song Xiangsi faltered, and Xu Jiamu hurriedly rushed forward to support her .  "Where's the dean, I would like to speak with him . "

"I'm really sorry but it'll be futile even if you find the best doctor," the princ.i.p.al doctor said apologetically .  "Mrs .  Song, Mr .  Song is still awake, he would like to have a few words with you . You can visit him for a short while . "

He then bowed down sincerely .  

Song Xiangsi entered the ward alone, her father had the bed rest up and a drip in his arm . He looked reasonably alert . When he saw Song Xiangsi, he smiled before patting the s.p.a.ce beside him .  "Sisi, sit here . "

"Mmh . " After she sat down, he grabbed onto her hand . "Sisi, daddy knows . There isn't much time left and I've already told the doctors I'm giving up on treatment . "

After Xu Jiamu finished ma.s.saging Song Xiangsi's feet, he covered them with her shoes .  "Is it better?" . . .

His question snapped her back to reality . She hurriedly lowered her eyes to conceal the moisture within them and nodded lightly, while taking in a large mouthful of yogurt

The corridor was silent for a time . After a seemingly long while, Xu Jiamu's phone rang, piercing through the calm air

He reached for his phone . When he saw the name on the screen, he suddenly remembered that he had a dinner with Yang Sisi . He walked a distance away before picking up the call .   .

Even though he deliberately lowered his voice, Song Xiangsi could still make out the words .   . . .

"I'm sorry, I forgot to inform you that something urgent came up Where are you now? I'll get someone to send you home Sure, mmh, no problem . I will definitely give you an apology, rest well . " .

After he hung up, he walked back . When he was about two meters away from Song Xiangsi, she suddenly turned away .  "Thank you for tonight . It's getting late, you should go back to have some rest . " .

"It's fine," Xu Jiamu replied faintly before returning to lean against the wall in front of her

Song Xiangsi moved her lips but remained silent . The corridor once again sunk into its original silence . After about five minutes, the operating doors burst open . Song Xiangsi stood up aggressively in front, and Xu Jiamu straightened . .

The princ.i.p.al doctor was the first to walk out . He removed his mask and shook his head gravely towards Song Xiangsi

Xu Jiamu turned to glance at her instinctively, with a hint of worry .   .

Song Xiangsi bit onto her lip .  "What do you mean?" .

"Mrs .  Song, I'm sorry . " He lowered his head slightly before continuing .  "Mr .  Song's age caused his functions to deteriorate . If we were to operate on him again, the risk is too much, he might not be able to take it . If he were to remain in status quo, being fed medicine regularly, he could live a while more, but for exactly how long, it'll depend on him . " .

Song Xiangsi faltered, and Xu Jiamu hurriedly rushed forward to support her .  "Where's the dean, I would like to speak with him . " .

"I'm really sorry but it'll be futile even if you find the best doctor," the princ.i.p.al doctor said apologetically .  "Mrs .  Song, Mr .  Song is still awake, he would like to have a few words with you . You can visit him for a short while . " .

He then bowed down sincerely .   .

- .

Song Xiangsi entered the ward alone, her father had the bed rest up and a drip in his arm . He looked reasonably alert . When he saw Song Xiangsi, he smiled before patting the s.p.a.ce beside him .  "Sisi, sit here . " .

"Mmh . " After she sat down, he grabbed onto her hand . "Sisi, daddy knows . There isn't much time left and I've already told the doctors I'm giving up on treatment . "