Translator: Kanku
Bai Weiwei still did not answer. She suddenly reached out and took out a paper towel, covering her nose.
She was having another nosebleed.
When the condition deteriorated, it would also be accompanied by bleeding.
Anyway, he already discovered the condition. Bai Weiwei did not let the system stop the bleeding and any reactions the body had.
She got up and rushed to the bathroom. He Poan was scared and immediately followed her into the women’s bathroom.
Bai Weiwei saw himself in the mirror, her face was deadly pale, very ugly. It was hard to look at.
When He Poan arrived, he felt like his heart turned to ashes.
He didn’t know what he felt in his heart, regret, pain, or anything else.
“Weiwei.” He hissed out these two words.
Bai Weiwei threw away the paper towels and took out new ones. If she did not stop the bleeding, the nosebleeds would continue to flow.
She heard his voice, and when she looked back, He Poan’s eyes were red.
He screamed again, “Weiwei…”
His voice choked.
Bai Weiwei couldn’t help but laugh at him. “I’m just sick, why are you so sad? It seems you love me very much.”
I love her.
Love her…. so much…
He Poan’s voice was trembling, “I didn’t know you were sick, I really don’t know.”
The time when the medical record started was the day he filmed the night show1. At that time, she already knew that she was ill, so she called and cried, asking him to come back.
How did he treat her at that time?
Impatient, disgusted, and swearing at her.
At that time, she was desperate, begging him to come back.
Bai Weiwei said coldly: “Enough, I don’t need your sympathy.”
He Poan’s heart felt like it was disintegrating in acid, he wanted to say something, but he was used to being arrogant. When it came to comforting people, he didn’t know what to do.
She was right, he was not humble enough, he was not mature, he was a bastard.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability has increased to 92.】
He Poan lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that it would hurt her: “We can go to chemotherapy, there must be a cure. We can wait for the right bone marrow.”
Bai Weiwei was expressionless, “I do not need chemotherapy.”
He Poan was sad and angry, “You must go, I will accompany you. I will help you find the right bone marrow.”
Bai Weiwei looked at him strangely, it seemed that this was the first time she saw this type of expression in his eyes. She suddenly sneered, “Don’t you hate me? Hate me so much that you wished that I died?”
For the first time, He Poan hated himself so much that he did not dare to look at her.
Bai Weiwei threw away the paper towel again. The system did not stop the bleeding. This nosebleed was not like money, it kept flowing non-stop.
He Poan saw her taking the paper towel and suddenly came back to his senses.
He immediately rushed to her and hugged her. “Damn, you shouldn’t be filming right now, you need to be hospitalized.”
Bai Weiwei was shocked by his action and immediately said, “Wait, I don’t need ……”
He Poan immediately angered and shouted, “Shut up, now you should listen to me.”
Bai Weiwei wanted to say again: “That…”
He Poan feared that she would refuse to stay in the hospital and rushed to say: “My hate for you is a thing of the past. If I had a time machine, I would strangle myself.”
He ignored her struggle and went to the doctor. “We’re going to stay in the hospital. I want treatment and I want the best.”
The doctor was dumbfounded. “You both are sick? Do you both need treatment?”
1: The night show that He Poan was filming when our dear MC first arrived in this world.↩