Li Qiu saw Leng Yan coming from the window of the ward and hurriedly greeted him. Seeing him entering the ward with pale lips, he asked worriedly.
"I'm fine. How is Dad today?"
Leng Yan shook his head gently and couldn't help but press his stomach with his fingers. The feeling of stomach pain came back. He hadn't eaten anything since last night. He had been paying close attention to Leng's development recently, and his body's ability to withstand it at this time
The bottom line has been reached.
Seeing Leng Siyuan sleeping, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyesight went dark.
Li Qiu was suddenly startled and held Leng Yan's body firmly. Uncle Wang, the former family doctor who came to visit the patient, heard Li Qiu's shouting and hurried over.
In the ward, Leng Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked at Uncle Wang sitting beside him while Li Qiu was not there. There was a hint of pleading in his eyes: "Uncle Wang, my illness... don't tell my parents yet."
"Don't tell?" Uncle Wang glared at him fiercely: "Second Young Master, have you ever heard of 'death from overwork'? What are the consequences of working so hard? Does Second Young Master know?"
Lingyan nodded and smiled softly: "Death from overexertion is a new disease now."
He knew that Uncle Wang meant that his body would collapse sooner or later if he was so overworked. He also knew that it had been a long time since he had a good night's sleep or a delicious meal, but even if he didn't die from overwork, he could
How long can his body last even if he lies in bed every day?
The word "gastric cancer" in the doctor's verdict already hinted that he would not live much longer.
He couldn't just watch the Leng family be destroyed, not to mention the things involved were so puzzling to him that his brain couldn't stop thinking for a moment.
"If the second young master continues like this, he will get the master's disease sooner or later, and it will be too late to take care of his health by then!" Uncle Wang said unceremoniously, snorting coldly: "Mr. is so sick, my wife is already sad enough.
, do you want to rub some salt into her wounds?"
"Uncle Wang!"
Leng Yan's face changed. After hearing what he said, he became even more confused. The doubt in his heart made him frown: "Why will I get dad's disease sooner or later? Uncle Wang, I am already sick like dad."
Uncle Wang is a doctor, and his illness cannot be hidden. But what Uncle Wang means is that if he doesn't pay attention to his body, he will be like Leng Siyuan.
"Same disease?"
Uncle Wang looked at Leng Yan as if he were a weirdo: "Mr. Leng has stomach cancer, and the young master just has a gastric ulcer now. Young master, why do you say that?"
"Stomach ulcer?"
Leng Yan was startled, indescribable emotions piling up in his heart.
I was very angry, confused, and even at a loss. However, there was no doubt that it was more surprising, exciting, and incredible.
He checked his body with Leng Siyuan. When he went to get the results, Dr. Ma was not there. The nurse gave her the results with a sigh on her face.
When he saw Leng Siyuan's results, he breathed a sigh of relief. The nurse didn't show him his own, and asked someone from home to come. He was flustered, and a bad premonition sprouted in his heart. He lied to the nurse
He said that everyone in his family had immigrated abroad, and he wanted to leave after getting the test report, so the nurse gave it to him.
Stomach cancer!
The test results showed that he had gastric cancer.
Leng Yan clearly remembered the feeling at that time, as if he was driving on a flat road and accidentally drove to the edge of a cliff. When he wanted to back up the car and leave here to find a safe place, the world suddenly changed, and the road behind him suddenly disappeared for some reason.
It disappears, and there are cliffs all around.
And he can only stay in a limited area, waiting for his fate, and he is in danger of death at any time.
He had never been so afraid of death. He didn't dare to answer Nuan Nuan's call or say a word to her. There were too many words "gastric cancer" in his mind.
He thought about what she said, the most romantic thing is to grow old with him. He thought about what he said, he would hold her hand even when he is gray-haired...
All of this seemed to turn into bubbles in an instant. It was very beautiful, but also very illusory.
He was unwilling to give in. He told himself that he would go for a re-examination. He thought that he was in good health and Dr. Ma must have misdiagnosed him.
When he heard that Dr. Wang was back, he immediately went to the hospital where Dr. Wang was working and had another round of examinations. He hoped that the results of the reexamination would tell him that what he had before was just a nightmare and that he was healthy and could do anything.
Accompany her and give her happiness.
The day when Ji Wei's child's DNA test results came out, it was also the time when his re-examination results came out. The DNA results showed that the child had nothing to do with him, and he was ecstatic. But not long after, a basin of cold water fell from the sky, and with an uproar, it was extinguished.
His joy also extinguished the last bit of hope in his heart.
When Dr. Wang called him with a trembling voice, his heart suddenly panicked.
The trembling voice was not like Dr. Wang's usual cheerful personality. Sure enough, Dr. Wang told him: the reexamination result was still gastric cancer...
"Nonsense!" Uncle Wang snorted coldly through his nose: "Gastric ulcer, how can it be gastric cancer? What nonsense!"
Leng Yan's fingers trembled, and the cup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. He couldn't wait to get off the bed.
"Second Young Master!" Uncle Wang was startled and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Where are you going? The doctor said you should have a good rest."
"Where's my phone?"
Leng Yan stopped and searched around his body but couldn't find his phone, his face turned red impatiently.
Uncle Wang sighed: "I was afraid that a call from the company would affect your rest, so my wife put the phone away. Mr. Leng was holding it, saying that he would handle the company's matters."
"I'm fine."
Leng Yan took a deep breath, an inexplicable smile flashing in his eyes.
It was like the sun, which had been piled up for many days, broke through the clouds again, gathering strength all over his body: "I'm going to get my phone."
"Yan, why are you up?"
Li Qiu gave Leng Siyuan medicine and wanted to come over to see how Leng Yan was doing. He was almost hit by someone who came out. After seeing who it was, he asked nervously.
Leng Yan's throat was clogged, and the sour taste filled his heart and nose. He couldn't help hugging Li Qiu, and in a hoarse voice, he called softly: "Mom."
"What's wrong, you kid..."
Ever since he became an adult, Leng Yan's intimate gestures like this have been rare. In addition, his eyes were a little red, which shocked Li Qiu for a while before he asked.
Leng Yan let go of her, raised his thin lips slightly, and smiled brightly: "I'm fine, I'm fine."