chen li was a man who was about to die. he was destined to die.
he could've died an honorable death, and he could've said goodbye to the world without any guilt.
but who would have thought that the anti-cancer drug would give him hope to live? he had even recovered, but in the end, he still had to continue to bear the pain.
death wasn't scary. what was scary was when there was hope to live. when one struggled and tried but it was all in vain, that was true despair.
chen li did not have to face all of this. now, whether it was him or his parents and family, they would have to suffer a torture that was several times worse than before.
just thinking about it made chi jiao feel sad.
" i've already sent someone to look for the flower you asked me to find. it's just that it's not easy to get it. i plan to go there personally tomorrow. " quan ye said.
"then i'll go with you." chi jiao raised her head and looked at quan ye.
