Your suffering from an illness, a very brutal one. The doctor informed you husband, Yingxing, and he was absolutely devastated when the news of you only having 7 months to live reached his ears.

You told him that it's alright, 7 months is long, but he didn't accept it, he told the doctor that he will do anything to get rid of your sickness.

"Sir, the path to find the cure to this illness will be rough, are you sure that you wish to accept?" The nurse said; her tone sounding worried and calm as she tightly grips her clipboard.

"Yes, I am sure, give me the map, what I need, and other stuff, I shall begin my adventure tomorrow noon." Yingxing said, as he holds the hand of your sleeping body that is resting on the hospital bed, he presses your hand onto his cheek, taking in the scent of love.