"Afraid of what?" Si Ye asked indifferently, though he had already guessed the answer in his heart.
"Afraid that the patient won't live much longer."
"How much longer can they live?"
"Probably about a year or two."
Si Ye gave a faint smile, "That's perfect, I never intended for her to live too long anyway."
Zhuo Yi couldn't help but become curious, "Ye, what grudge do you have against that person? Why are you treating her like this?"
Si Ye's eyes turned slightly cold, "Don't ask about the rest, it's meaningless even if you know."
Fine, if you don't want to talk, that's okay, he didn't care about others' lives anyway.
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Chen Zhi woke up from her nap and found it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She made herself some noodles at home. After eating, she took a bath, changed clothes, and planned to go to the hospital.
Just as she locked the door, her phone rang.
