I want him to witness my love with Shi Jing, and I want him to see that I can have my happiness, please.
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Please bless him, please?
She cried and prayed as she sat in the taxi, her face wet with tears.
After the car stopped at the People's Hospital, she rushed into the hospital like crazy.
"Shen Shen, how is the dean? How is he doing, dean?"
"I...I don't know...I saw him sweating a lot, his whole body was hot, and he seemed to have no strength, and then he fainted..."
At this moment, the door of the operating room was opened, and it was the same doctor from last time. When the doctor saw them, there was a trace of solemnity on his gentle and handsome face, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Are the patient's family members here?"
When the doctor spoke, his tone was so solemn that Qian Qianqian trembled all over.
"I...we are his family members."
The young doctor's expression became more solemn after receiving her answer. After a while, he heard him say: "Since you are his family members, I think you have the right to know the patient's condition."
As he said that, he glanced at Qian Qianqian and said, "Come with me now."
After saying these words, he took the lead in walking in front of the two of them and walked towards his office.
The more the doctor looked like this, the more panic and uneasiness they felt in their hearts. After the two looked at each other in silence, they followed the doctor into his office.
In the office, the doctor casually moved the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at the two young girls in front of him, and frowned solemnly again.
I saw him sitting down on the office chair, folding his hands on the table. After a while, he softly said: "Dean Qian is suffering from Hodgkin's lymphoma."
Having said this, he paused and looked at the two slightly younger girls in front of him, seemingly unwilling to say too much.
"Hodgkin lymphoma?"
Qian Qianqian naturally didn't understand this overly professional term, but according to their understanding, tumors can be divided into benign and malignant, maybe.
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Maybe the dean has a conscience.
Both of them comforted themselves innocently in their hearts, but in the end they were completely thrown into the ice cellar by the doctor's words.
"Hodgkin's lymphoma is a malignant tumor of the blood system."
"Malignant tumor!!"
Qian Qianqian was so frightened by his words that she screamed on the spot, and her already pale face became even uglier now.
"That's right!"
The doctor nodded and continued with a somewhat professional tone: "Dean Qian's normal lymphoid tissue cells have been completely damaged. He begged me not to tell you before. I thought he would tell you himself, but I didn't expect it.
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"Then doctor, please... what should we do? Is there any way... that can save the director?"
Qian Qianqian was so frightened that she trembled all over, her voice choked with sobs and she was almost worried that she could not express herself clearly.
Even though I don’t understand medicine, I know that the cells in malignant tumors have become cancerous.
The doctor continued: "Dean Qian's lymphocytes have become cancerous, but it is not hopeless, but the hope is slim."
The doctors didn't hide it either. At this time, hiding it was not a good thing for them.