We agreed it was just a hug, why did you actually do it?

The three light words Tang Shaowu uttered were like a merciless hand, tearing open the scab of the most painful wound in Su Weile's heart with a "whoosh," making Su Weile feel her heart immediately become bloody.

After holding back my tears all night, I finally found an outlet for my emotions.

When Tang Shaowu saw Su Weile's large tears falling, a strange mix of emotions welled up inside him.

Tang Shaowu watched silently for a while, then got up and hugged Su Weile.

Su Weile felt like he had returned to his childhood, when he had just learned how serious his mother's illness was, and the helplessness and fear of his childhood instantly enveloped him.

He hugged Tang Shaowu tightly and said, "Tang Shaowu, don't get this disease, don't do this, I don't want this."

As Tang Shaowu listened to Su Weile's tearful complaints, the smile on his face vanished, but his voice remained relaxed as he spoke.

"Don't cry, silly boy. Not all brain tumors are called brain cancer. Malignant ones are brain cancer, while benign ones are just tumors that have grown inside the brain."

Su Weile listened attentively, then shook her head seriously. "That won't work either."

Tang Shaowu's voice held a faint smile.

"What should we do? You didn't tell it sooner, it's already grown."

But don't worry, really, it's okay. Many people can live with it for a long time. So can I.

Su Weile got up from Tang Shaowu's arms and asked seriously, "Can it be cured? Isn't surgery an option?"

Tang Shaowu wiped away his tears and said, "You can have surgery when needed in the future. You don't need to now; it's still very quiet."

Su Weile frowned. "If it's so well-behaved, why are you in so much pain?"

"It's a miscarriage of justice. My pain is indeed due to vasospasm; a section of my cerebral blood vessels is malformed."

Su Weile was still not entirely at ease, but he had a habitual tendency to blindly believe Tang Shaowu's words.

Unable to suppress a sob, Su Weile muttered.

"I don't like you being sick, I don't want this kind of illness, Tang Shaowu, why are you so annoying?"

"Yeah, how could I be so annoying? What's worse is that I'm forcing you to like someone as annoying as me."

Su Weile looked at Tang Shaowu, opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

He slowly moved forward, getting closer and closer to Tang Shaowu. When they were very close, Su Weile mimicked how Tang Shaowu always kissed him, tilting his head slightly to the side, and then, for the first time, took the initiative to kiss him.

The next day, when Uncle Xu and the private doctor from the previous day entered the ward, they saw Su Weile sleeping by the bedside, her eyes swollen like two small peaches.

The doctor walked to Tang Shaowu's bedside, looked at the monitoring data, and gave Tang Shaowu a thumbs up. "I'm impressed, Tang Shao, you're the most pain-tolerant person I've ever met. You're too ruthless."

You're feeling much better now, right? Make sure to get plenty of rest. Yesterday, my senior colleague, Dr. Yan, said that if you don't follow his doctor's orders, he'll stop providing you with medication.

He said you ruined his research results.

After the doctor left, Old Xu glanced at Su Weile, who was in an extremely uncomfortable position, and said, "Yesterday, Master Jiang came and spoke a few words with Su Weile. Also, the doctor seemed hesitant to speak. I feel that young master Su seems to have some doubts."

Tang Shaowu turned the hand that Su Weile was holding around so that he was holding Su Weile's hand.

He said in a calm tone, "Yes, he asked me yesterday, and I've already told him everything."

Old Xu paused for a moment and said, "I remember you said before that you didn't want to tell him."

Tang Shaowu smiled and said, "Yes, I don't really want to talk about it. After all, it's not something to brag about, and the timing wasn't right at the time."

In Tang Shaowu's view, everything depends on timing. If the timing is right, things are more likely to succeed. This applies to business and, of course, to relationships.

The reason Su Weile wasn't told at first was because his illness was being kept secret from outsiders; apart from Dr. Yan's team, the other medical staff at the hospital didn't know much about it.

He didn't need to let a stranger he barely knew know this.

Later, after he developed inappropriate feelings for Su Weile and learned that Su's mother had died of brain cancer, he kept quiet about it. Love gained through pity won't last, and it's too cheap.

During their time together, Tang Shaowu approached his interactions like a game of chess, carefully planning and strategizing. He could sense that Su Weile's feelings for him were gradually deepening, and her physical changes honestly reflected this.

After learning about her feelings, Su Weile adopted an avoidance approach. Now, telling him about her illness should be a good time.

The best-case scenario is that it will allow Su Weile to face her feelings more quickly and stop trying to resist her attraction. Even if it doesn't meet her expectations, at least it will keep Su Weile by her side, and that will be enough.

Looking at Su Weile, who was fast asleep, his brows were still furrowed. His eyes, which were usually smiling, were now red and swollen. Tang Shaowu leaned forward slightly, bent his body to the side, and gently stroked them with his fingers.

Tang Shaowu discovered something else yesterday: he didn't want to see Su Weile cry, but he was willing to see Su Weile cry for him.

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When Su Weile woke up, he felt that half of his body was numb, especially his legs, which he couldn't stand up at all.

"Damn, my legs feel like they don't belong to me anymore. Tang Shaowu, does your head still hurt?"

Before he even opened his eyes, the words were already out.

Tang Shaowu patted his head and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's much better. Your legs must be numb, come and lie down for a while."

Although the beds in the intensive care unit were much more spacious than regular hospital beds, it was still a bit cramped for two adults. Su Weile sat close to Tang Shaowu, putting her legs on top of his.

"Tang Shaowu, are all top students like you always striving for excellence? I used to be first in my class, and I would only get sick after the big exams."

You're the same way. You work like a superman, but as soon as you get a break, you fall ill again.

Tang Shaowu picked up the ice pack that he had just asked Uncle Xu to prepare from the table next to him and gently pressed it on Su Weile's eyes. Then he massaged Su Weile's legs with one hand.

"I'm fine now, I'll be home soon. I'll take you out to have some fun these next few days."

"No, I'll stay with you in the hospital. Don't rush to leave."

After a pause, Su Weile said softly, "Tang Shaowu, are you sure your illness is serious? That big ice block is so powerful, can't he cure your illness?"

Tang Shaowu smiled sincerely, "It's really nothing, Lele, don't worry."

Su Weile muttered, "How can I not worry? It's a tumor! Do you think it's just a pimple?"

"Just think of it as a pimple, it's just in a different location."

Su Weile remained silent for a long time before saying, "Tang Shaowu, I promise I won't make you angry anymore. Please get better soon, okay?"

Tang Shaowu looked at Su Weile, who was holding an ice pack. He couldn't see Su Weile's eyes, but he could feel the sob in Su Weile's voice. Tang Shaowu leaned over and gently kissed the handsome boy who had been crying for him.

Then she gently replied, "Okay."