It Started With a Kiss: Leng Shao's Beloved Wife

The air in Expert Li's office was so heavy that it seemed frozen.

The heavy curtains blocked out the afternoon sun, filling the room with a suffocating atmosphere.

Wu Xinyan and Luo Yichen sat side by side opposite Expert Li, their hands tightly clasped together, their knuckles turning white.

Expert Li removed his glasses and rubbed his brow wearily. His heavy gaze wandered over the two women's faces for a long moment before he spoke slowly, "Mr. Luo, Mrs. Luo, after our team's consultation and analysis of a series of test results..." He paused, a subtle hint of pity in his tone, "Mrs. Luo's condition has been confirmed...acute myeloid leukemia."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Wu Xinyan and Luo Yichen's hearts hard.

Wu Xinyan's brain buzzed and went blank.

She felt her world collapse in an instant, and everything in front of her became blurry.

The future plans that were just circling in my mind have now turned into nothing and are scattered all over the floor in pieces.

Her career, her dreams, her happy life with Luo Yichen...

Everything becomes out of reach.

Luo Yichen's body also suddenly stiffened, like a sculpture.

But he quickly came to his senses, wrapped his arms tightly around Wu Xinyan's trembling shoulders, and held her tightly in his arms.

His eyes were firm and deep, as if silently telling her: Don't be afraid, I'm here.

"Expert Li, is there any treatment plan?" Luo Yichen's voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor.

Expert Li sighed and handed the report to Luo Yichen, "Mr. Luo, please take a look at this report first."

Luo Yichen took the report and quickly browsed through its contents, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy.

Wu Xinyan leaned woodenly on his shoulder, her eyes empty, as if she had lost her soul.

"Xinyan..." Luo Yichen's voice choked. He held Wu Xinyan's hand tightly. "We...we still have a chance, right?"

Wu Xinyan did not answer, but just shed tears silently.

She felt as if her heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand and she couldn't breathe.

"Expert Li," Luo Yichen raised his head and stared at Expert Li with burning eyes, "No matter what the cost, I will cure her!"

Expert Li was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Mr. Luo, we will do our best."

Wu Xinyan's tears slid down silently and dripped onto the back of Luo Yichen's hand, burning like a branding iron.

She suddenly remembered...

Wu Xinyan remembered that she had just made her mark in a design competition and won the gold medal, and her career was about to reach a new peak.

She has even started planning her own studio, dreaming of owning her own brand one day.

However, all this came to nothing with the sudden bad news.

God, why are you so cruel?

Why give her such a heavy blow when she is happiest?

She was not only worried about her own life, but also worried that she would become a burden to Luo Yichen and drag down his thriving career.

She bit her lower lip tightly to prevent her from crying out, but her tears fell like pearls from a broken string, one by one hitting the back of Luo Yichen's hand.

"Xinyan, don't let your imagination run wild." Luo Yichen's voice was low and firm, like a warm current slowly flowing into Wu Xinyan's cold heart. "No matter what happens, I will be with you. Your illness is my business. We will face it together and defeat it together. Don't be afraid, you still have me." He gently wiped away the tears on her face, his eyes full of pity and love, but he could not hide the turbulent waves surging deep in his heart.

Although Luo Yichen's comfort gave Wu Xinyan a little strength, she still couldn't let it go.

She is well aware of the cruelty of this disease, which not only requires huge medical expenses, but also a long and painful treatment process.

She didn't want to be a burden to Luo Yichen, and she didn't want to see him lose everything for her and become exhausted both physically and mentally.

She took a deep breath and tried to control her trembling voice: "Yi Chen, I... I don't want to drag you down..."

"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about!" Luo Yichen's tone was filled with a hint of blame. He held her face and forced her to look at him. "You are my wife. It is my responsibility and my wish to take care of you. Don't say such things anymore. It will hurt me." His eyes were firm and gentle, as if they could melt all the ice and snow in the world.

However, Wu Xinyan's inner fear and self-blame grew wildly like weeds, surrounding her tightly.

Expert Li coughed lightly, breaking the heavy silence between the two. "Mr. Luo, Mrs. Luo..." He paused, as if trying to organize his words. "Regarding the treatment plan..."

Expert Li pushed his glasses up and said in a heavy tone, "Currently, the most effective treatment option is a bone marrow transplant. However, the success rate of matching is very low. Even if a suitable bone marrow is found, the subsequent treatment costs are quite high, and the risk of rejection and complications is also very high..." He paused, looked at the pale Wu Xinyan, and added, "Chemotherapy is also an option, but long-term chemotherapy can cause great damage to the body, and the side effects are also very obvious..."

Every word was like a sharp knife, piercing Wu Xinyan's heart.

Huge costs, painful treatments, unknown risks...

All this made her feel desperate and scared.

She leaned weakly on Luo Yichen's shoulder, tears blurring her vision again.

When I returned home, the familiar environment seemed particularly strange.

Wu Xinyan looked at everything in the room. Everything that was once filled with warmth and happiness was now covered with a shadow.

She seemed to see herself dying soon, leaving behind the man she loved so deeply and this warm home.

She began to quietly organize her clothes, books, photos...

Each one seems to be saying goodbye to this world.

Luo Yichen felt heartbroken when he saw Wu Xinyan's actions.

He walked to her and hugged her tightly in his arms: "Xinyan, don't be like this, we will be fine, believe me." His voice was hoarse and low, with a barely perceptible tremor.

The next day, Luo Yichen announced that he would temporarily put aside company affairs and take care of Wu Xinyan wholeheartedly.

This decision shocked the entire Roche Group. The company was at a critical stage of listing, and the sudden absence of the president would undoubtedly cause huge shock.

The board members all expressed their opposition, but Luo Yichen's attitude was extremely firm and there was no room for negotiation.

After Wu Xinyan learned about this, she felt even more uneasy.

She knew that Luo Yichen's company was in a critical period of development, and his absence would undoubtedly bring huge losses to the company.

She struggled to persuade him to go back to work, but Luo Yichen gently interrupted her: "Xinyan, nothing is more important than you."

"But..." Wu Xinyan wanted to say something, but Luo Yichen held her hand tightly.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Luo Yichen's tone was firm and gentle, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of deep anxiety.

Can I really let go of the company's affairs?

Can Wu Xinyan's disease really be cured?

All of this was like a huge mystery, weighing on his heart and making him breathless.

"Yi Chen..." Wu Xinyan's voice was weak and powerless, "I... I want to rest for a while..."

Luo Yichen gently helped her to the bed, tucked in the quilt, and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead: "Go to sleep, I will always be with you." He sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand, his eyes gentle and firm.

Suddenly, a rapid phone ring broke the silence in the room...

Luo Yichen glanced at the caller ID and his expression suddenly changed...