Qiao An smiled. "Mengmeng, the car is already downstairs. We're going to the hospital now."
Now?
Lu Meng was stunned.
No way, right?
They'd just finished talking, and now she was supposed to go straight to the hospital to start treatment?
Resistance filled her entire body. Lu Meng kept shaking her head. "No, give me some time to buffer. I need to calm down."
"Mengmeng, there's not much time left." Song Yunchi gripped her shoulders, reminding her, "Every extra day you delay, you're delaying your chance of getting cured."
So they couldn't keep putting it off.
She had to hurry with the exams and treatment; the doctors also needed time to draw up a detailed surgical plan.
"No!" Shoving away Song Yunchi in front of her, Lu Meng shot to her feet in panic. "I'm not mentally prepared yet. I'm not going!"
Throwing those words down, she bolted for the door.
"Mengmeng!"
Song Yunchi immediately chased after her.
