I almost touched the moon

Chapter 370 The Calm Madman

Cheng Che turned on the bedside lamp, sat on the chair next to her and said, "Your assistant and Felix felt strange when I sent you to the airport. Your flight was at 12:15, but they didn't arrive at :. You didn't ask and went through security by yourself. And when you were on business trips before, you always talked about work on the way, but you didn't this time. So I went to your research center, and sure enough, Dr. Felix and Sasha were there. When they saw me, they told me the reason."

"Songsong, why did you hide it from me?" Cheng Che leaned over and hugged her, his voice filled with worry and inevitably a little blame. "We have been married for ten years. Don't you even have this little trust in me? Will I leave you just because you are sick?"

"You won't." Wen Song also hugged him and sighed, "But it's because I know you won't that I won't tell you. Ah Che, I know that your mother's death has left a big shadow on you, and I don't want you to experience this again. I've made up my mind. If the test results are benign, I'll tell you. If it's malignant... I, I have my own way."

"What solution?" Cheng Che had already guessed the answer, but he didn't dare to think about the terrible answer. He approached her and asked, "It's fine if you don't want me, but you don't want Astrid and Cece either?"

"Well..." Wen Song nodded and said truthfully, "I had decided that if it was malignant, I would not accept treatment. I could not accept living without dignity. Ah Che, I know my behavior is selfish, but I have no other choice. Even when my belly got bigger during pregnancy, I would feel depressed and in pain, not to mention the damage caused by cancer chemotherapy and surgery.

I want to leave this world while I am still conscious. I know it is cruel to you and Astrid, but... I was thinking, would it be easier if you hated me? "

After hearing what she said, Cheng Che was so angry that he almost walked away. He turned and left the bedroom, and walked quickly to the front door, one step, two steps, three steps...

The moment his hand touched the door handle, he turned around and returned to her side. His eyes were slightly red as he looked at her and asked, "So why do you think I would hate you? And why do you think I would feel better if I hate you? You are still so selfish. You only think about yourself and never think about me or Astrid."

"I'm sorry..." Wen Song lowered his head, feeling a little guilty, and held Cheng Che's hand, "I... I just..."

Wen Song couldn't even think of an explanation. Cheng Che was right. She was still selfish and heartless at heart, no different from before. She only thought about the side effects of cancer treatment that she could not accept, but did not consider at all how much harm it would cause to Cheng Che and Astrid if she really got sick and concealed her illness and died.

"I'm sorry..." Wen Song explained silently, "Ache, I'm just afraid that you'll be sad and that you won't be able to accept it. I think I'll tell you after I'm sure."

Cheng Che understood what she meant. He sat beside her and sighed heavily. Finally, he walked up to her and hugged her. He said in a tearful voice, "Don't worry. I asked mom. It's just a stage 3 nodule. The probability of malignancy is very small. It won't happen. Baby...even if it happens, if it really is malignant, can you promise me not to give up treatment? I have never asked you for anything. Can you just do this?"

Wen Song couldn't help but sigh when he heard his words. He hugged him and stroked his back. "Ah Che... But what if the treatment doesn't work? I don't want to die with tubes all over my body. I've thought about it. If it's Euthanasia, my organs can be donated, which means I can survive in another way."

"They are right, you are indeed a calm lunatic."

Cheng Che sighed again and hugged Wen Song tightly, "Organ donation is great. If you insist on having peace of mind, I can't stop you. I can only respect your decision. But Song Song, have you considered me and Astrid? There is obviously hope of survival, are you going to give up for that few percent of possibility and let Astrid be like me, without a mother since childhood?"

"A Che..." Wen Song also cried and hugged him and said, "I'm sorry."

Cheng Che continued to cry, his voice getting lower and lower, "Over the years, no matter how good Aunt Yang was to me, she could never really replace what my mother meant to me. When I met you, when I confirmed my relationship with you, when I won the world championship for the first time, the Olympic gold medal, married you, held the wedding, you won the award, got pregnant, Astrid was born...

So many times, I really hope that my mother is still alive, she can really see these, Astrid can really call her grandma and act like a spoiled child to her, instead of facing a tombstone. And I am not my father, if you are really gone, I can't marry anyone else. "

"I'm sorry..." It was not until this moment that Wen Song realized how selfish and heartless her behavior was. She hugged Cheng Che tightly and said, "Ah Che, I'm sorry. I thought it would be better for you to suffer a short pain than a long one... I'm sorry... I promise you, even if it is really malignant, I will treat it well and will not abandon Astrid, let alone you."

Cheng Che was truly relieved when he heard her words. He nodded heavily, took a tissue and wiped her tears, kissed her eyes, and said softly, "Okay, let's not say these unlucky words. It will be fine. Didn't the doctor say that the probability is very small? It will definitely not happen. I will accompany you for the surgery tomorrow, don't be afraid, sister."

"Well..." Wen Song was still a little scared, and said to Cheng Che, "But if it is really malignant, chemotherapy will cause hair loss... and if it is surgically removed, it will be concave, and the scar will be very large, which is very scary."

"Don't be afraid." Cheng Che touched her head, sat on the edge of the bed, hugged her and comforted her, "What's wrong with hair loss? We can go for hair transplants. If my wife thinks it's too troublesome, she can buy a wig. She can wear a different one every day, any color is fine, and she doesn't have to sit for seven or eight hours to bleach her hair.

Plastic surgery technology is so advanced now. If my wife thinks you are not good-looking, we can go for plastic surgery. But don’t worry, no matter what you look like, you are the most beautiful in my heart, and I don’t care at all.”

Seeing that Wen Song didn't say anything, Cheng Che continued, "Oh, and the results haven't come out yet, don't think too much. You never thought about things that didn't happen before, why are you so sentimental now? Have you been infected by me?"

"Yeah, I got infected by you." Wen Song said half-jokingly, "I almost thought of a will today."

"Don't think about that!" Cheng Che poked her head and said, "It's unlucky. You don't want to learn from all the good qualities in me, but instead learn the worst ones."

"There's nothing I can do." Wen Song stretched and lay in Cheng Che's arms, "People get corrupted by the company they keep."

"I'm not dark." Cheng Che finally showed a relaxed expression, took off his coat and lay on the bed with her, holding her in his arms, "Okay, you have to have surgery tomorrow, go to bed early, I'll hold you to sleep."

"You go back." Wen Song pushed him away a little, and said with some concern, "We are all here, what about Astrid, what did you tell her?"

"I told her that my mother left some important documents at home, and I needed to go to Washington to deliver them to her." Cheng Che smiled, "You often do this, and she didn't suspect anything. Don't worry, Brenda and Aunt Zhang are at home to take care of her, she'll be fine. But you're alone, so I must accompany you."

"Very clever." Wen Song nodded approvingly and said, "That's a really good idea."

On the second day after the operation, Wen Song received the biopsy report issued by the doctor in an expedited manner. Looking at the clear word "benign" on it, she found for the first time that this word was so pleasing to the eye.

She hugged Cheng Che tightly and cried with joy, "It's benign. The doctor said that as long as I take the medicine on time, I won't need surgery as long as the nodule doesn't get bigger."

Cheng Che finally let go of his worries. He picked her up and spun her around for several times. He hugged her tightly and said, "That's great. I told you long ago that everything will be fine. My wife actually kept it a secret from me, which made me worried and sad. I was worried to death. Honey, how are you going to compensate me?"

"How do you want me to compensate you?" Wen Song stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. "I promise you, I will never hide anything from you in the future. If I fail to do so, I will let Aurora crash on its way to Neptune."

"Silly girl." Cheng Che stopped her from speaking with a kiss. "Don't swear like that. I believe you. You don't need to compensate me. I know my wife is afraid that I will worry. I know everything. I am not good either. I shouldn't have called you a calm lunatic."

"That's me, you're right." Wen Song also laughed, "My grandma said every day that she wanted to send me and my mother to the Seventh Hospital."

"That's right." Cheng Che also nodded, somewhat agreeing with her words, "Geniuses are all a little crazy, but it doesn't matter, I like it very much, I love you the most."

When Wen Song heard his words, he smiled sweetly, kissed him and said, "I love you the most, too. I will be more restrained in the future and won't be so crazy."