The old doctor's expression frightened Father Yan. He felt that things were not simple, and his heart beat nervously for a moment.

Father Yan swallowed his saliva, stared at the old doctor's face and asked, "Doctor, are you okay?"

"Oh." The old doctor turned around and looked at Father Yan. From the patient's eyes, the old doctor could see his fear. He calmed down his face and comforted him: "It's a small thing, don't be afraid. It's not a big deal."

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The old doctor has been practicing medicine for decades and fully understands the psychology of patients. There are not many people, no matter how old they are, who are not afraid of death.

Father Yan felt relieved, and then he brought it up again, "What is a trivial matter?"

The old doctor put on a kind smile and asked kindly: "Old comrade, you will live a long life this year."

The doctor asked me how old I was and what I was doing. Father Yan carefully answered, "I will be eighty next month."

"Don't be nervous." The old doctor pretended to smile casually, "Comrade, tell me what makes you uncomfortable?"

Father Yan usually had aches and itches on his body, but he never paid attention to it. When the doctor asked, he took a good feel of his body and said in a hoarse voice: "I cough, and I usually feel pain in my shoulders.

Sometimes I still feel short of breath, oh, my waist hurts, and my legs hurt too.”

No part of his body felt comfortable anymore. Zhao Liangsheng's eyes widened. Why hadn't he heard of his father having so many problems with him? Then, he understood that Father Yan was guilty of the same thing as most of the people in the village.

People's problems are the same: minor illnesses are ignored, serious illnesses are treated as long as possible, and only when they can't bear it are they run to the hospital.

It’s not that we are too poor to afford medical treatment, but some people in the village still have the habit of suffering a fever or cold for two days. If they can’t survive it, they go to the clinic to get some medicine. Once it’s over, they’ll be fine, and it won’t turn into a serious illness.

, I will go to the hospital only when I really can’t survive.

Dad didn't think he would get any serious illness. He could eat and move normally, so he thought he would get over it if he got through it.

"Let me tell you, you have a tumor in your lungs. You need to stay in the hospital for a few days and get injections to eliminate the tumor."

When the doctor said that he had a tumor in his lungs, Father Yan's head buzzed and he was confused.

The patient's dazed look made the old doctor feel very unbearable. He couldn't help but sigh secretly, and said with a kind face: "Comrade, don't be afraid, it's okay. If you are sick, we will treat it. Stay in the hospital and cooperate with the doctor. What kind of disease is it?"

It can’t be cured.”

Father Yan just looked at his mouth opening and closing, but didn't hear what he said clearly. Zhao Liangsheng saw him nearby and gently pushed Father Yan's shoulder, "Dad, dad."

Only then did Father Yan come back to his senses. He looked at his daughter and son-in-law with red eyes, "Liangsheng, there is a tumor in my father's lungs. Is he going to die?"

"Dad, don't think blindly. The doctor just said that you can stay in the hospital for a few days and get injections to eliminate the tumor."

"It'll be fine if it goes away?" Father Yan didn't believe it, "Isn't it cancer?"

The old doctor neither admitted nor denied, "Old comrade, don't think so much, just cooperate well with the treatment."

Father Yan: "Can it be cured?"

The old doctor encouraged: "Comrade, you must have confidence in our doctors. As long as you have confidence, your disease will be half cured."

Father Yan was dubious, "Oh."

The old doctor asked Zhao Liangsheng, "Comrade, are you going to be hospitalized? If you are hospitalized, I will issue a hospitalization bill for you."

"Stay, stay." Zhao Liangsheng said repeatedly, "Doctor, we are in the hospital."

The old doctor winked at Zhao Liangsheng, "Then you help the old man go outside for a while, and then you come over and get the order."

Zhao Liangsheng knew that the doctor had something to say to him. It seemed that his father's illness was not as simple as the doctor just said.

His own life was at stake, and Father Yan's legs were weak. He forced himself to follow Zhao Liangsheng outside the clinic, and sat down on the waiting chair. His mind was filled with random thoughts.

Zhao Liangsheng bent over and said to Father Yan: "Dad, please sit down for a while while I go get the hospitalization form."

Father Yan remained silent. Zhao Liangsheng pressed his father's shoulder uneasily and turned to look for the old doctor.

"Doctor, how is my father's condition?"

"Why didn't you come earlier?" The old doctor frowned and said regretfully, "Based on my experience, I'm afraid it's late stage lung cancer."

"What!" Zongrong was already mentally prepared. Zhao Liangsheng still trembled when he heard the doctor say this result.

Zhao Liangsheng fell on the chair and begged: "Doctor, please find a way to save my father-in-law."

"Alas~" the old doctor sighed and handed him the written hospitalization form, "Let's go through the formalities first, and then do a detailed examination after hospitalization."

Zhao Liangsheng took the hospitalization form with both hands and nodded gratefully, "Thank you, doctor, you must find a way to save my father-in-law."

The old doctor looked at Zhao Liangsheng's back and shook his head, fearing that even if he checked again, the results would not be optimistic.

Yang Yuhua and Yan Siqin waited for a long time, waiting for the two of them to come back. Yang Yuhua became a little anxious and pushed her daughter's arm, "Nier, go see what the two of them are doing. Is it so troublesome to ask a doctor?

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Yan Siqin was more anxious than she was, so he hurriedly agreed, "Mom, just wait for me for a while. I'll be right back." After saying that, he started running.

Yan Siqin didn't know which clinic Zhao Liangsheng had taken her father to. She quickly searched around and finally saw her father sitting alone at the payment desk.

Yan Siqin ran over and grabbed Yan's father's arm while panting, "Dad, where is Liangsheng?"

Father Yan was just in low spirits before, but now he heard that he had a tumor in his lungs. He was frightened and frightened. His whole body was panic-stricken and his face looked extremely gloomy.

Yan Siqin was startled, held his father's hand tighter, and asked anxiously: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Where is Chen's father?"

"Ni'er -" Father Yan seemed to have found his backbone when he saw his daughter. He held her hand tightly and couldn't help crying, "Nie'er, the doctor said that dad has a tumor in his lungs. I'm afraid he may

I can’t survive.”

"Dad, don't talk nonsense." Yan Siqin was eager to know the detailed results of the matter, but his father only knew that he had a tumor and could not understand anything else. Yan Siqin was anxious and turned to Zhao Liangsheng to complain about how he could treat his father like this.

People leave this behind.

Zhao Liangsheng is not short of money now, but no one can carry a large amount of money with him at all times, right? Zhao Liangsheng took out all the money in his pocket, then paid part of the deposit, and first went through the admission procedures for Mr. Yan.

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"Dad, what have you been doing? What did the doctor say?" Yan Siqin asked Zhao Liangsheng repeatedly.

Zhao Liangsheng waved the receipt in his hand and said, "I went to go through the hospitalization procedures for my father. Why are you here? Where is my mother?"

Yan Siqin grabbed the document in his hand and looked at it carefully, "Tell me quickly what's going on."

How dare Zhao Liangsheng discuss his condition with his wife in front of Yan's father? He pretended to be relaxed and said: "The doctor said that my father just has a tumor and he can just be hospitalized for treatment."

Is it really that simple? Yan Siqin looked at Zhao Liangsheng suspiciously and saw her husband winking at her secretly, so he stopped asking any more questions.

Zhao Liangsheng looked around and didn't see Yang Yuhua, so he asked, "Where is my mother?"

"Still there."

"Can you let her stay there by herself?" Zhao Liangsheng said, "You stay here with our father, and I will take our mother over."

Although Father Yan usually likes to quarrel with Yang Yuhua, he actually still has deep feelings for his old wife. When he heard that Zhao Liangsheng was going to pick up his old wife, he quickly wiped his tears, raised his head and said: "Liangsheng, see your mother.

Tell her carefully and stop scaring her."

Zhao Liangsheng knelt down next to Father Yan and comforted him: "I understand, Dad, don't be afraid. The doctor has said that we will actively cooperate with the treatment and it will be cured."

When Father Yan didn't come to see a doctor, he was blindly optimistic. He always felt that he suffered from common geriatric diseases among the elderly. Now that he is eighty years old, how can he be the same as when he was young, without any minor illnesses or disasters?

When he was chatting with fellow villagers, they all had similar problems like him. Now that the problem was found, Father Yan was thinking more. How could his symptoms be so similar to those of fellow villagers suffering from lung cancer?

The doctor and son-in-law said it was so easy, but Father Yan didn't believe everything in his heart.

Yang Yuhua finally waited for her son-in-law. She looked behind Zhao Liangsheng and saw no one else. She couldn't help but wonder, "Liangsheng, where are your father and Chen's mother?"

Zhao Liangsheng walked to his mother-in-law and organized his words in his mind, "Mom, let me tell you something. You must be mentally prepared."

Her son-in-law had never spoken to her with such a serious expression before. Yang Yuhua was so excited that she asked, "What's going on?"

"Mom, the results of my father's physical examination are not very good. There is a tumor in his lungs."

"What?!" Yang Yuhua was stunned, and the first thought in his mind was: It's bad, the old man is terminally ill.

The two of them had supported each other for such a long time, and they had talked about the future when they had nothing to do. But as they kept chatting, things really came to pass, and she was completely dumbfounded.

"Mom, my dad has to be hospitalized. I have already completed the hospitalization procedures for him."

It took Yang Yuhua a while to come to his senses, grabbed Zhao Liangsheng's hand and asked, "What did you just say? What's growing in your father's lungs?"

"It's a tumor."

Yang Yuhua asked anxiously: "Is it serious?"

Zhao Liangsheng didn't dare to say it was serious. He was afraid that his mother-in-law wouldn't be able to bear it, so he pursed his lips and said, "I don't know if it's serious or not. The doctor said we'll check it out after we're hospitalized."

"This old guy -" Yang Yuhua patted her thigh and cried: "I usually tell him not to smoke, don't smoke, no matter what I say, he doesn't listen. Now he's fine, I've got something to do, my mother is here, this is terrible

How to do it——"

Yang Yuhua cried like this in public, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around her. But after hearing the reason, their eyes turned to sympathy.

Zhao Liangsheng's eyes were moist. If his father really got lung cancer, he would not have many days left. He put his arms around Yang Yuhua's shoulders and comforted him: "Mom, please stop crying. My father still doesn't know what he is thinking.
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