Xiao Zexin thought her request was too outrageous.
Both options were playing a joke with her life.
How could she ask him to cut her?
Xiao Zexin stopped struggling, looking at her with pain: "Ruyue, don’t force ."
Nangong Ruyue endured the pain in her heart: "If I don’t push you, will your illness be cured? Are you really going to wait until you’re schizophrenic to regret it?!"
Xiao Zexin was shaken all over!
"I... I’m not schizophrenic..."
"Yes, you’re not now, but can you guarantee that you won’t be in the future?!"
"..." Actually, he was already a little bit, but he could control it.
Nangong Ruyue’s attitude was very firm: "I can’t let anything happen to you. So you choose, do you want to cut now or do it on the operating table?"
"You’re crazy, this will kill you!"
"No, I won’t die..."
"How do you know!"
Nangong Ruyue showed a faint smile: "I know, as long as you’re here, I won’t die."
His dical skills were superb; as long as a person had one breath left, he could save them.
So she was very confident, knowing she wouldn’t die.
Xiao Zexin pressed his lips together, his face a little pale.
His gaze fell on her protruding belly: "Are you willing to take a risk with this child?"
Struggle flashed in Nangong Ruyue’s eyes.
She lifted his hand, aid at her chest: "Stab here, it’s the sa."
Xiao Zexin really wanted to shake her body hard to wake her up.
He was crazy, did she have to go crazy with him?!
"How can you let hurt you!" he shouted in heartbroken anger.
Nangong Ruyue still smiled: "Then promise , give the surgery. Starting today, prepare for it, so that when the ti cos, we won’t be caught off guard."
"I won’t promise you!"
As soon as Xiao Zexin shouted out, Nangong Ruyue pulled his hand towards her chest—
"No!" Xiao Zexin’s face turned pale with fright.
He struggled hard, but Nangong Ruyue held onto his hand tightly.
But her strength could never match his.
Xiao Zexin pulled his hand away a little.
Nangong Ruyue recklessly rushed towards the tip of the knife—
Xiao Zexin was so scared he lost his soul; it was as though the knife had already pierced her body...
"I promise you, I promise you everything! I promise to give you the surgery!" he hurriedly spoke, his mind blank, his heart aching as if it felt nothing.
"Really?" Nangong Ruyue showed a smile.
Xiao Zexin pushed her away forcefully, realizing the knife hadn’t gone in.
He let out a big sigh of relief, and a drop of sweat suddenly slipped into his eye, the salty liquid stinging his eyes.
At this mont, he was too drained to say a word.
Just a mont ago, he really thought the world was collapsing.
Nangong Ruyue gently asked: "Zexin, did you agree?"
His hand still held between hers.
Xiao Zexin dared not take any more risks, he nodded: "Yes, I agreed."
Nangong Ruyue finally let go of his hand and suddenly threw herself into his arms.
She hugged him and burst into tears—
Clearly, she was so happy just now, but now she seed so sad.
Xiao Zexin hurriedly threw the small knife away and wrapped his arms around her.
"Why are you crying? I’ve agreed, you should be happy."
"I’m sorry..." Nangong Ruyue looked up, her eyes full of sorrow, "I didn’t an to force you, but if I didn’t do this, I really don’t know how to cure your illness."
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