Two months ago, I had a quick lunch at Oriental Ninghua's office. Although she had a strange attitude, Su Changqing didn't take it too seriously and just forgot about it when he got busy.

However, he has good work habits and recorded the invitation in the to-do list on his laptop at that time so as not to forget it later.

Dongfang Ninghua was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then gave Su Changqing an address: "You can come over after ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

The address is very strange, Beijing 305 Hospital?

Su Changqing was a little surprised: "What do you mean, it is now popular among celebrities in Beijing to go to the hospital for leisure?"

I'm not being stupid when I say this. In the 1990s, many large hospitals established cadre-only wards, which were actually recuperation.

Besides, 305 Hospital is not an ordinary hospital. It is affiliated to the military, the best among the top, and is related to many major historical events in the country. Older people are familiar with this place.

Dongfang Ninghua seemed to be smiling bitterly on the phone: "I don't know if it's popular or not, but this place is always crowded all year round. I was sick, so I came in."

Su Changqing was really surprised: "Are you really sick? What kind of disease?"

"Tumor."

"Tumor?!"

Su Changqing was stunned. It's true that life is full of misfortunes and misfortunes. He didn't expect that Dongfang Ninghua would be related to such a disease at such a young age.

Her arrogant and indifferent eyes appeared in his mind, and Su Changqing was speechless for a while: "When did you find out?"

Dongfang Ninghua's tone was very calm: "It's been three months and I've been to several places. It's a coincidence that you called me. I was officially hospitalized yesterday."

I am hospitalized, are I preparing for surgery, chemotherapy, or radiotherapy?

There were several places she mentioned, but Su Changqing later found out they were the United States, Japan, and Hong Kong, but in the end she chose to have the surgery in Beijing.

It is more convenient to have control over your own territory. If necessary, you can invite the world's top doctors to come for consultation.

I discovered it three months ago and went to several places for diagnosis. It seemed that the situation was not going to be good.

So she already knew about her illness when we last met, but she didn't mention it at the time, no wonder her eyes looked weird.

"This...where does the tumor grow?"

"The most important place in a woman."

What time has it been since it was still so docile, Su Changqing couldn't figure it out: "Ovary, uterus?"

"no."

"...face?"

"Chest."

Regarding breast tumors, Su Changqing breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't be too nervous. The cure rate is relatively high. You'll be fine."

Among many tumors, breast cancer is not the most dangerous. Many years later, Angelina found out through genetic screening that she was very likely to develop breast cancer, so she had both breasts removed as a preventive measure. The prognosis was quite good.

And the appearance after implanting the prosthesis is... God knows, at least it can't be seen with clothes on.

The surgical technology should have matured now, but the implanted materials are not as advanced as they will be in the future, and there may not even be suitable ones, so we may have to cut them off.

What a pity for a beautiful girl with graceful grace and fair complexion.

Su Changqing looked at his watch. It was only three o'clock in the afternoon: "I'd better go over and see you now. Is it convenient?"

Dongfang Ninghua hesitated for a moment: "Okay, don't tell anyone about this."

This is a private matter, and there is really no need for others to know about it. Sympathy from others cannot improve the condition.

We have known each other for four years. Although we have not met many times, we have a deep relationship and have helped each other a lot. When Su Changqing suddenly heard such news, he was really sad and rushed over immediately.

The Jahwa ward is very spacious, clean and tidy, and looks like a room in a star-rated hotel.

Dongfang Ninghua had already changed into a striped hospital gown as required. She stood up when Su Changqing came in, with her three female secretaries standing behind her.

On the way here, Su Changqing reminded herself again and again not to stare at other people's breasts, that would be very rude.

But Dongfang Ninghua's disease is in the chest. Isn't it possible to look at the feet when giving condolences?

Except for Japanese male patients, normal people look more or less sluggish when wearing hospital gowns, and Dongfang Ninghua is no exception, even though she has temporarily put on makeup to receive visitors.

Su Changqing hurried up to greet him, and while shaking hands as usual, he not only stared blankly at her, but his eyes were a bit complicated, and he forgot what he had prepared: "Why are you so careless..."

This condolences was unclear. Dongfang Ninghua and her female secretaries looked at each other: "How should I be careful?"

Her three secretaries are all high-achieving students from prestigious schools, and all of them are beautiful and tall, and they all have smart faces, and they just smile when they hear her words.

There are very few female bosses in China who hire male secretaries, especially life secretaries. Even if they have bad preferences, there is no need to make them so obvious. People like Dongfang Ninghua are even less likely to teach others.

Although I have only met them two or three times, everyone knows about the famous director and star. It can be seen that they all like Su Changqing.

Perhaps the atmosphere of the hospital and the tumor disease made people a little nervous. When Su Changqing and Dongfang Ninghua sat down on the couch, they still held hands: "I mean how long have you been sick? How did you find out?"

Dongfang Ninghua did not withdraw his hand: "This disease is difficult to detect."

Su Changqing really forgot about himself. He let go of his hand naturally, and then gestured on his chest: "Why is it not easy to find that I pinch it every day when I take a shower..."

He finally realized that he was a little too involved and smiled sheepishly.

Dongfang Ninghua was not depressed as expected, and also smiled: "You seem quite knowledgeable. I wish I had known you earlier."

Su Changqing chuckled and said to the three female secretaries: "We all need to pay attention to this."

Su Changqing remembered that there was a health day in this area. Every year on this day, female celebrities would go naked and take photos to remind sisters to learn to love themselves.

In fact, this is a very puzzling operation. To remind my sister to check for breast lumps, why do I need to take off my pants and take pictures?

A few beauties taking nude photos of themselves and posting them in magazines and online probably attract men, right?

However, this kind of complaint is obviously unnecessary. Su Changqing still hopes that female celebrities will maintain their fine traditions and go shirtless from time to time to benefit the majority of compatriots, both men and women.

The next topic was more serious. Su Changqing asked about the diagnosis in detail, and the more he listened, the less he liked it.

Oriental Ninghua visited six hospitals at home and abroad, and three diagnosed the disease as benign and three as malignant.

This diagnosis is quite confusing, and there is a tie between pros and cons.

Su Changqing asked why he didn't find another company that could at least vote for a result. Dongfang Ninghua said: "I'm afraid it's best to believe in the existence of this malignant disease. Besides, the three companies that believe it is malignant are more authoritative."

The tumor showed signs of continuous expansion, so the final treatment plan was to first undergo radiotherapy to stabilize the condition and then undergo surgery.

She showed Su Changqing a large pile of information: "As for whether it is cancer, we need to do a post-surgery biopsy test."

Although Su Changqing is not a doctor, he can still see the shadow of lumps on various films.

"Why are there lumps on both sides?"

Dongfang Ninghua shook his head: "I don't know."

"Does it run in the family?"

"Not found."

"Is this illness related to your mood? Who made you angry?"

Dongfang Ninghua looked at him angrily: "You think so easily."

"Is it hard and painful?"

Dongfang Ninghua lowered his eyes and pursed his lips without saying anything. When he looked at Su Changqing again, his eyes were filled with tears.

"pain."

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