The doctor said again that it was a terminal illness, and it was in the middle and late stages, so there was little chance of being cured.
He couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you send it earlier?"
Chen Xuan was stunned and his whole body was dumbfounded.
"Doctor, say it again."
No matter how many times the doctor told him, he still couldn't accept it. How could something so outrageous happen?
Grandpa is very lively and healthy. How could he possibly be terminally ill?
The doctor could understand his mood at this time, "Master Chen Xuan, this is the laboratory report, you can read it yourself."
The relationship between their grandparents and grandchildren has always been deep, which is completely understandable.
Chen Xuan read it over and over again, wishing he could erase the diagnostic conclusion.
"How could this happen? He has always been in good health."
The doctor sighed softly, before the disease, everyone is equal.
No matter how rich you are, you can't stop the disease.
"Accept the reality, there is also Mr. Leng..."
He didn't know what to say. Mr. Leng was too powerful and majestic.
Chen Xuan was silent for a long time, "I'll go talk."
The doctor secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, let him cooperate with the treatment, maybe there will be a turn for the better."
Great, the hot potato is finally thrown away.
Chen Xuan walked back to the ward with heavy steps and stood blankly outside the door for a long time.
Hearing the movement inside, he patted his face, forced out a smile, and pushed the door open.
"Grandpa, you're awake, are you feeling better?"
Mr. Leng had just woken up, with a smile on his lips, "Many, little Shitou, I had a dream. I dreamed that you and Doudou were young. You were so cute at that time."
It's really strange, how could you have such a dream?
But looking back on the past, he was in a good mood.
Chen Xuan sat beside the hospital bed and said softly, "Grandpa, rest more and cooperate with the doctor's treatment..."
Mr. Leng is such a smart person. No matter how well Leng Chenxuan conceals it, he still hears something strange.
His smile faded and he asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with me?"
Chen Xuan felt a dull pain in his heart, but he forced himself to smile and said, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine if I rest for a few more days."
Mr. Leng's expression froze. He had raised this child with his own hands and knew his personality best. No changes could be hidden from his eyes.
He is sad, sad, why?
"Don't hide it from me, little stone. You can't hide it from me. Just tell me."
He urged again and again, preferring to face the pain soberly rather than live in confusion.
Chen Xuan couldn't bear to look at him, turned his head and slowly spit out the name of the disease.
Mr. Leng's expression changed when he heard this, it turned out to be such a terminal illness.
His whole body felt bad, he froze on the spot, and his heart sank into the cold sea water.
Leng Chenxuan lowered his eyes, "I'm sorry, Grandpa."
Because he didn't take good care of him, no one knew he got this disease.
Old man Leng couldn't help but smile bitterly, what does it have to do with him? He doesn't even know.
"Go and fetch the doctor."
"Grandpa." Chen Xuan was very uneasy.
Mr. Leng waved his hand, "Go quickly."
The doctor came quickly, looking anxious and worried.
Mr. Leng's eagle-like eyes were locked on him, "Doctor, tell me truthfully, how long can I live with this disease?"
"This..." The doctor shuddered, terrified.
Mr. Leng closed his eyes, hiding too many complicated thoughts, "Just tell me, I don't blame you."
The doctor was sweating profusely and didn't dare to raise his head. "It will be three months in the fastest time, and one year in the slowest time."
Only one year? Mr. Leng looked gloomy. He lived a heroic life, but in the end he had to face such a bleak end.