After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people Chapter 475: I've died twice, what are you afraid of?

Lin Xingran's words reminded Jiang Baige.

Her mind was so confused just now that she actually forgot about what her mother said.

She really didn't want to tell Bai Yunqing about her current situation.

If I really had cancer and told Bai Yunqing, it would only make her feel painful, sad and anxious.

If there is no such thing, there is no need to tell Bai Yunqing in advance and make her worry for nothing.

Their mother-daughter relationship has become closer and closer after going through countless adjustments in career selection and house buying, and they are almost friends.

But they are not friends after all.

Jiang Baige simply couldn't imagine what Bai Yunqing would become after she knew that she was going to die soon...

So, it’s better not to tell her rashly.

The matter was settled - Lin Xingran accompanied Jiang Baige to face the whole thing: doctors, examinations, transfers to other hospitals, and waiting for results.

Fortunately, Lin Xingran’s current job is a web editor. As long as he has a computer and an internet connection, he can handle his work and does not have to work in the office.

If you need to hold a meeting, you can hold a video conference.

Lin Xingran couldn't help but sigh that the reason she chose to be an editor was because when she went for the interview, she only needed to wear casual clothes and jeans, and she didn't need to put on makeup, which was much more comfortable than in other companies. Later, she switched to being a web editor because of the flexible working hours and the fact that she didn't have to sit in the office.

Now it is really an unexpected success.

However, Jiang Baige also said that if the company really had an emergency and needed Lin Xingran to go back, she would pay for her air ticket.

Being sick, getting examined, and being hospitalized were all trivial and complicated matters... Jiang Baige also felt sorry for Lin Xingran, who had to run around for her and whose face had become smaller.

So as long as she can handle it herself, she will try her best to deal with it herself.

But Lin Xingran was always worried about her.

Jiang Baige laughed at her for being insincere. She said "you will be fine" but her actions treated her as if she was a terminally ill patient.

Since Jiang Baige said so, Lin Xingran didn't know what to say.

What's more, Jiang Baige didn't look weak. If it weren't for the time when she fainted, which was too deeply engraved in Lin Xingran's memory, looking at Jiang Baige now, Lin Xingran would never associate her with a suspected cancer patient.

Lian Jiang Baige himself was surprised.

Why can she be so calm?

Is it because she has died once that she is not afraid of death at all?

But dying and coming back to life but still not living longer than the last age, that's even more frustrating no matter how you look at it, right?

Especially in this life, she has achieved success and fame through her own efforts.

Even Lin Xingran said: "You are much calmer than I thought."

Jiang Baige half-jokingly replied: "Not really, I'm already crying my eyes out inside, crying every day..."

Lin Xingran’s face said: I don’t believe it.

Jiang Baige didn't say anything more.

She would occasionally wake up from her dreams in the middle of the night, and the smell of disinfectant in her nose would remind her that she was now in the hospital waiting for a "death declaration."

Rather than feeling lucky that “maybe I don’t have cancer,” she was more certain that “something came to take my life that should have ended ten years ago.”

Two days passed like this, and just on the eve of her final examination report coming out, she woke up from her dream again.

He opened his eyes and waited for them to adjust to the dim light.

She fumbled for her cell phone. There was no sound outside the curtain and the entire inpatient department was silent.

The phone screen emitted a faint light that reflected on the ceiling, and she dimmed the brightness.

After hesitating for a moment, he still clicked on Lin Xingran’s WeChat chat window.

I sent a line of text: [Xingran, I will wait for you at the train station at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning.]

She had no destination and didn't know what she was going to do.

But she suddenly didn't want to face the known answer.

After putting away her phone, she slept soundly until the vibration of her phone alarm at five in the morning woke her up.

It was gray outside the window.

It wasn't daybreak yet, but it wasn't as dark as the middle of the night.

Jiang Baige stretched and saw three replies from Lin Xingran.

[What do you mean? Where are you going? ]

【Asleep? 】

【Okay, see you at seven in the morning. 】

Jiang Baige replied: [I got up. I want to go to the beach because I dreamed of a very blue and deep ocean, the kind that has not been damaged by nuclear wastewater. But which ocean has not been polluted by nuclear wastewater? So maybe I have no destination and can't really reach my destination.]

She also didn't expect that she would mutate and live to see the end of the world after discharging the nuclear wastewater. She didn't expect that she would die before the end of the world.

You really think too much.

So this time, she was going to die again, and she just wanted to do whatever she thought of.

After she had simply washed up, packed her luggage and changed her clothes, she saw the message from Lin Xingran.

[Instead of thinking about where there is an unpolluted sea, it is more practical to think about how to deal with the doctors and nurses' requests to stay when you go through the discharge procedures later. 】

If Lin Xingran hadn't mentioned it, Jiang Baige would have almost forgotten about it.

She rubbed her hands together nervously.

But things went better than she expected.

After signing the discharge intention letter, she was free to leave. The nurse also reminded her to come back as soon as possible to get the test results after her business trip.

"it is good."

Jiang Baige agreed readily and said thank you with a smile, showing no sign of guilt for lying.

To avoid trouble, she only said that she had an emergency and had to be discharged from the hospital, but she would definitely come back for treatment.

He looked sincere and had a good attitude and got away with it.

I left the hospital, got in a taxi, and arrived at the station. It was not yet seven o'clock.

The breakfast shop nearby had opened long ago, and the aroma went straight into Jiang Baige's nose. She bought soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed dumplings, sent a location to Lin Xingran, and ate while waiting for her.

Not long after, Lin Xingran also arrived.

"It's so cold..." She rubbed her hands and sat next to Jiang Baige.

Jiang Baige asked the boss for a bowl of soy milk, and ordered a fried dough stick and a fried cake for Lin Xingran.

The fried dough pancake came up huge, as big as Jiang Baige’s face.

"I see your appetite, but you don't look like a sick person at all."

Jiang Baige was not angry after hearing this, because she felt the same way: "Death row prisoners need to eat a full meal before execution, so why can't I eat better before I get confirmed?"

"Bah bah bah."

Lin Xingran patted Jiang Baige's mouth and changed the subject: "By the way, what you said in WeChat is wrong... At present, our country's coastal areas have not been polluted by nuclear wastewater, so we have a lot of sea to see. You can go to any place you want."

Jiang Baige understood her subtext: "Have you decided where you want to go?"

"I can't help it. I will definitely help you fulfill your wish." Lin Xingran blinked mysteriously, "This is not an ordinary sea, but a sea full of 'miracles'."

Jiang Baige was curious: "When did you change your career to become a fortune teller?"

Lin Xingran: Get lost.