Secretary Song felt a pang in his heart at An Jia's words.
He looked at An Jia, wanting to say something, but not knowing how to begin.
He held her hand and said, "I rescheduled an appointment with another doctor for tomorrow."
"No need." An Jia held his hand proactively, "I've studied medicine, so I know this illness cannot be cured. I don't want to suffer any longer! I just hope to spend my last days by your side. That will make me happy."
She didn't want her memories before leaving this world to be filled entirely with pain.
Secretary Song gazed at An Jia, paused for a moment, and said, "Alright."
She lifted her head and kissed him, "Tricky is with Ci now and they've become parents, so I'm not worried about her at all. The one I'm most worried about is you..."
She was very worried about how he would be after she's gone.
But she felt helpless.
"I will be fine," Secretary Song said.
An Jia said, "Can you promise me one thing?"
"What is it?" Secretary Song focused on her.
