"Mom, this is a long story; I'll tell you all about it slowly when there's time!"
Lin Runjie let out a sigh. When he first learned this news, his shock was no less than that of Xue Yirong.
"Mom, I have some bad news to tell you now, so prepare yourself mentally!"
"Alright!"
Xue Yirong sat on the sofa, unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes. She had a premonition that this bad news must be related to that child.
"Little Jie, go ahead and tell me! I'm listening!"
Lin Runjie sighed and said, "The bad news is that this child has been diagnosed with leukemia..."
"What? Leukemia?"
Xue Yirong's heart instantly tightened, "Little Jie, that's blood cancer!"
"Mom, don't worry, because it was discovered early and is in the early stages, the chances of a cure are over ninety-five percent!"
