Wen Nuan stayed in the ward to accompany Ye Feimo, while Cheng Anya and Third Young Master Ye went to handle the paperwork. Cheng Anya was distracted the whole way. Ye Feimo's stomach cancer was no trivial matter; in all these years, it was the only thing that truly frightened her.
There are some things beyond the power of humans to change.
Distracted, anxious, and floundering, Third Young Master Ye simply squeezed his wife's hand tightly, "Feimo won't have any problems."
"Did Bai Ye ever tell you that Feimo's situation wasn't looking good?" Cheng Anya suddenly asked. Third Young Master Ye had been too calm just now. She hadn't thought much of it at first, but it seemed like he had anticipated such a situation.
