I am your scarecrow
I don't have my own soul
I can only listen to your mercy and feel happy.
....
"Leucosis"
Fang Zhihan's hand holding the laboratory report trembled slightly.
"Yes, it's blood cancer."
The doctor's face showed helplessness and guilt.
"Can it still be cured?"
"Sorry, it's late. So..."
"Then, doctor, please don't tell me deceitfully, how long I have left in my life."
"One month"