Jiang Qinghuai tried hard to regain his thinking ability in his blank mind, and listened as Yu Xiurong continued: "The doctor said that it can be cured. They asked for surgery, but your father refused."
Pang Yingying asked puzzledly: "Why?"
After a pause, she quickly asked: "Is it because it's expensive?"
"There is a part of the reason, but it is very small."
Yu Xiurong explained, "It really doesn't work. We still have a few houses in our family. We must have enough money, and medical insurance can still reimburse us. Now it's mainly your father's ideological problem..."
She paused, looked at Jiang Qinghuai, and said, "Your dad has gone through a lot over the years. In the past two years... his thoughts may have changed, especially this time when he got sick. He seems..."
She was silent for two seconds and said in a low tone: "He seems...not to have any nostalgia..."
This sentence was said very euphemistically, but Jiang Qinghuai understood it immediately:
Jiang Qifeng has no will to survive!
Otherwise, after the lung cancer is discovered, if the operation can be performed, the sooner the operation is better, the better. However, he was diagnosed in September last year, but it has been delayed until now, it is almost the end of April, and he has not yet had the operation!
This is simply waiting for the condition to get worse!
"Why?"
Jiang Qinghuai finally spoke up. After speaking, she realized that her words had a strong nasal voice and a crying tone. She didn't care, sniffed and said: "Isn't it good now? His work is on track and he can really do what he wants.
You have just gotten married, and Yingying and I have just started working... Why?"
After Yu Xiurong fell silent, he smiled sadly: "I don't know."
After the mother and daughter were silent for a while, Pang Yingying asked: "Could it be because..."
She glanced at Jiang Qinghuai and said, "Because...Aunt Liu?"
Jiang Qinghuai was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he subconsciously looked at Yu Xiurong.
Yu Xiurong shook his head and said: "No, I can be sure of this. If it was because of Liu Yubing, then he would not wait to die like this for the three of us."
Pang Yingying was still going to speak, but there was a noise outside. Jiang Qinghuai wiped the tears on his face, took a breath, and stood up.
Yu Xiurong stood up, held her hand, and said softly: "As long as your father is willing to change his mind, his condition can be saved... Don't worry too much, and pay attention to your health."
Pang Yingying's eyes lit up and she said, "Yes, Qingqing is pregnant."
"I think so too."
Yu Xiurong patted Jiang Qinghuai's hand and said with a smile, "That's why I'm telling you tonight. This is a good opportunity to convince your dad... But don't be anxious, talk nicely, and don't quarrel with him again."
"I know."
Jiang Qinghuai tried hard to control his emotions, nodded, opened the door and walked out, when he heard a suppressed cough coming from outside.
Suddenly, Jiang Qinghuai realized something: when she talked to her father several times, his father kept a straight face and said nothing... Maybe he was not angry, but trying to restrain himself from coughing, fearing that coughing too frequently would cause...
arouse suspicion.
He couldn't hide his cough, so when he couldn't hide it, he would get up and leave, hiding in the room to cough.
When she thought like this, she seemed to be able to imagine in her mind the scene of her father hiding in the room, closing the door, covering his mouth and coughing in a low voice, trying to reduce the noise.
At the same time, she opened the door and walked out. She saw Jiang Qifeng wearing some old-fashioned dark blue pajamas and wiping his hair with a dry towel. He stood in the living room and looked around, as if wondering what the mother and daughter were doing.
All disappeared.
Seeing Jiang Qinghuai, he subconsciously smiled on his face, and then noticed his daughter's expression and red eyes.
"Dad~"
Jiang Qinghuai shouted, and his previously controlled emotions suddenly broke out with this cry, and tears burst out uncontrollably.
Jiang Qifeng opened his mouth, and then saw Yu Xiurong and Pang Yingying coming out of his daughter's room.
Looking at the expressions of mother and daughter, he sighed softly, but the smile on his face became softer. It was a rare softness and tenderness in this man who had been upright and upright all his life. There was no blame, he just smiled and said softly:
"Don't cry, the doctor said it will be fine after the operation."
"Then why don't you go for surgery?"
Jiang Qinghuai wiped away his tears, but felt more and more tears on his face. He cried and asked, "What will we do if you die?"
Jiang Qifeng did not answer. He walked to the coffee table and pulled out several tissues. Then he took the box and walked to his daughter. He handed it to her. He also took out some more and handed them to Pang Yingying who was also wiping tears and Yu Xiurong who had tears in her eyes.
, said with a smile: "I will go to the hospital in a few days to line up for surgery."
As if he was afraid that they wouldn't believe it, he looked at Yu Xiurong and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will go. I have figured it out and will work hard to survive."
Yu Xiurong was still trying to hold it back, but when he heard this, his tears suddenly fell down. He didn't even bother to wipe them away, and stared at him and asked, "Really?"
"real."
Jiang Qifeng nodded lightly, "Qingqing has just become pregnant, and Yingying is not married yet. How could I die... I will work hard to live."
"Wouldn't it be better if you thought so earlier? The operation is complete!"
Yu Xiurong couldn't hold back and hit Jiang Qifeng on the shoulder with a paper ball. Then she probably felt embarrassed and quickly took her hand back, wiped her tears and said to Jiang Qinghuai: "You talk to Qingqing, she is pregnant.
It's not good to be sad or happy...I'm going to do the laundry."
Pang Yingying thought for a moment and said, "Mom, I'll go with you."
Jiang Qifeng smiled and said: "Let's go together Yingying, Dad also has something to say to you."
Pang Yingying nodded and looked at Jiang Qinghuai. Jiang Qinghuai sniffed and then walked to the living room, followed by Pang Yingying.
Jiang Qifeng smiled and walked over. Seeing that his daughter was still wiping her tears, he said softly: "Don't cry anymore, ah, don't cry anymore. The doctor said there's nothing wrong."
Jiang Qinghuai said a little angrily: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
She thought about how she had been quarreling with her father since he was diagnosed with cancer last year, and today she used a fake test report to scare him. She felt regretful and ashamed in her heart, and her tears couldn't stop rolling down as she spoke.
"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore."
Pang Yingying hurriedly wiped her tears and said, "You are pregnant. My mother said it... Bah, my mother said it. Great sorrows and joys are harmful to the body. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the baby."
When Jiang Qinghuai heard about it, he reluctantly stopped crying, wiped the tears again, and asked: "Are you lying to me? Are you really willing to have the operation?"
Jiang Qifeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't lie to you."
"Then I'll tell Wei Qingfan."
Jiang Qinghuai sniffed, stared at his father and said, "Let him find a hospital. You go to the hospital tomorrow and do the surgery. The sooner the better."
Jiang Qifeng said helplessly: "No, no, you don't have to worry, I..."
"Can I not worry about it?"
Jiang Qinghuai's voice suddenly became louder, tears rolled down again, and he choked and cried: "I was almost scared to death by you... This is cancer! Can it be cured? Are you lying to me?"
"It can be cured, it can be cured!"
Jiang Qifeng quickly assured, "The doctor said that I am in the early stage, and now that medicine is very advanced... I can be cured!"
Pang Yingying was startled by Jiang Qinghuai. She patted her chest, then used a tissue to wipe her tears and said, "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry!"
Then he said angrily to Jiang Qifeng: "Dad, please stop talking. Qingqing can do whatever she says. She is pregnant... Besides, Qingqing is getting married soon. Her father-in-law is sick. Can her son-in-law help me?"
It should?"
She then said to Jiang Qinghuai: "You definitely can't hide this kind of thing from Wei Qingfan. Tell him later, Mr. Wei has many acquaintances, so he will definitely be able to find the best hospital."
"Um."
Jiang Qinghuai agreed, and regardless of Jiang Qifeng's presence right in front of him, he reached for his phone but couldn't find it. After thinking for a moment, he remembered to get it in the room, so he sniffed, got up and went to the room to get the phone.
She picked up her cell phone and dialed Wei Qingfan's number. She guessed that Wei Qingfan might be having a video chat with Li Wanyi and Li Miaoyu, so she dialed the phone directly. It had the highest priority and could directly interrupt the online video.
Toot—toot—“
When the phone rang, she listened to the blind tone and went back to the living room. Jiang Qifeng turned to look at his daughter and said nothing. Pang Yingying poured a few cups of hot water over and he took it and drank it.
"Hey, Qingqing~"
Wei Qingfan's voice came from the phone. When Jiang Qinghuai heard his voice, he almost burst into tears again. He tried hard to hold it back, walked back to the sofa and sat down, crying: "Brother, I...my dad..."
Wei Qingfan was indeed having a video chat with Li Wanyi and Li Miaoyu. Jiang Qinghuai must have called him directly because something was wrong, which made him a little strange. When he heard that Jiang Qinghuai was crying, he was even more frightened, and he hurriedly comforted him softly.
: "Hey, don't cry. Don't cry. What's wrong? What happened?"
Jiang Qinghuai choked up and couldn't speak. Wei Qingfan had to guess: "Did uncle regret it again? Don't worry, I will persuade him. Don't worry, I am good at dealing with my father-in-law. I will definitely be able to deal with him."
…”
"no!"
Jiang Qinghuai shook his head vigorously, and Pang Yingying hurriedly patted her on the back and said: "Don't be excited, don't be excited, I told you it's early days... How about I tell him?"
"fine."
Jiang Qinghuai shook his head, then took the phone from his ear and said, "I'm on speakerphone..."
She held her cell phone and said: "My mother just told me that my father...he..."
When Wei Qingfan heard that he was not regretting it, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Speak slowly and don't be anxious. What's wrong with uncle?"
"My dad was diagnosed with lung cancer in September last year..."
"ah?"
Wei Qingfan was really scared now, "Really or not? Don't scare me... to what extent?"
Jiang Qifeng sighed. Seeing that his daughter was really struggling to speak, he had to "state the condition" himself. He said to the phone screen: "Lung cancer, stage A2, just over 1 centimeter. It is still in the early stage. The doctor said that after the operation,
, if it doesn’t recur, it will be fine and it can be cured.”
Wei Qingfan didn't understand this either, but when he heard that it was early stage and could be cured, he was slightly relieved and said: "No, uncle, why don't you tell me earlier? The sooner the surgery is done, the better..."
He sighed, then comforted him: "Okay, Qingqing, don't worry. It's good to know. I'll contact the hospital now. Let's go to the hospital now, okay? I'll pick you up."
"Uh-huh!"
When Jiang Qinghuai heard what he said, he finally felt more at ease. He nodded vigorously and said with a nasal voice: "Okay, then you call me, I'll wait for you."
Jiang Qifeng sighed: "Don't worry about it for a while. Besides, it's already night. Which expert is still in the hospital?"
"Don't talk!"
Jiang Qinghuai glared at his father angrily, "If you had told me earlier, wouldn't everything be fine?"
"Yes, yes, uncle must have done something wrong in this matter!"
Wei Qingfan quickly agreed. Of course he knew that it was not necessary to go to the hospital now, but the top priority was to stabilize Jiang Qinghuai's mood. He helped complain, "How can you hide this kind of thing? It's been half a year, and the surgery has been postponed until now.
…”
"That's right!"
Jiang Qinghuai nodded vigorously, feeling that his brother was indeed the most considerate. His father was so disgusting that he kept this kind of thing from himself, "He went too far, and you know, he didn't even plan to have surgery before, if it weren't for my pregnancy."
Well, he thought about having a granddaughter..."
Jiang Qifeng saw that something was wrong with this development, so he had to interrupt: "Why are you still scolding me? I am a patient... Didn't you ask him to inquire about the hospital? If we continue to talk, the doctor should go to bed."
Being interrupted like this, the heavy hearts of several people became lighter. Pang Yingying smiled and said: "Okay, okay, let Mr. Wei go to inquire about the hospital first. When the disease is cured, we can talk to him together."
"Hmm~"
Jiang Qinghuai felt relieved, nodded, and said to the phone: "Then call me back later."
"Okay, don't be in a hurry, wait for me, it will be soon."
Wei Qingfan comforted him twice, then hung up the phone. After thinking for a while, he dialed Li Miaoyu's number.