"No, wasn't it under control before?" Mu Jiujiu struggled to accept this news.
"It was under control before, but with this kind of malignant disease, there's always the possibility that it could rapidly worsen."
Mu Jiujiu closed her eyes, truly unable to accept this bad news.
"How long, how long can she live at most?"
The doctor replied, "Two years, if she follows the treatment plan."
Two years? Just two more years? Mu Jiujiu suddenly felt as if the sky had fallen, and when she walked out of the doctor's office, she didn't go directly back to her grandmother's hospital room but stood in the hallway for a long time.
Her grandmother's life had been so hard. Her husband had died early, and her children were unfilial. How difficult it had been to raise her all by herself.
Mu Jiujiu felt very upset. The reason she had been working so hard was to give her grandmother a better life. However, she feared that her grandmother might not live to see that day.
