Shen Liangnian received a call from the hospital at nine o'clock in the morning, informing him that his test sheets had been released and asked him to find a time to pick them up.
Since the company was sold, he has not been responsible for much business in the company, and sometimes he can go when he wants to, but not when he doesn't want to, so after lunch, he drove to the hospital.
There were many people in the hospital, all waiting in line to get test orders. Shen Liangnian sat in his seat and looked at the people around him who were accompanied by their family members. They were all fidgeting nervously, but he felt that his mood was getting calmer and calmer.
The number he received was number thirty-seven, which was a little too late, so he had to wait for a full hour before it was his turn.
Some of the people in front of him were happy that it was a false alarm, while others were at a loss and collapsed after attending the consultation.
When a beautiful female nurse called out the number "37", Shen Liangnian stood up, causing countless people around him to turn their heads and look at him.
He knew that these people might have the same physical problems as him, and they just wanted to see some similar comfort from similar people.
Shen Liangnian followed the female nurse into the diagnosis room with a calm expression. It was the same old doctor who saw his physical examination report last time: "Mr. Shen, please sit down first."
Shen Liangnian nodded politely and sat down.
The old doctor took his test results and looked at them several times, then pushed up the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his head, and said to Shen Liangnian: "Mr. Shen, you should have had atrophic gastritis all along. , but I probably haven’t paid attention to my diet, and now it has become cancerous, but the cancer is not particularly severe.”
Cancer... Two days ago, he thought about the promise he made to Jing Haohao. He also wondered whether retribution would come after breaking the promise. As a result, today, it really came.
When the old doctor saw that Shen Liangnian was silent, he just thought that he was completely shocked by the news, and continued: "But Mr. Shen, it's not that it can't be treated. Your gastric cancer is in the middle stage now. If you cooperate with the hospital's treatment, I won't I guarantee it can be cured, but at least it can extend your life for many years."
Shen Liangnian came back to his senses, suppressed the random thoughts in his heart, looked at the doctor, blinked his eyes, and said calmly as if the person suffering from cancer was not him at all, "Let me think about it."
"Mr. Shen, this kind of thing cannot be delayed. I advise you to come to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible. If you delay it for a long time, it will really reach the advanced stage. Let alone more than ten years of life, it may be difficult to guarantee your life span in five years."
It turns out that now he wants to snatch his life from the hands of the Lord of Hell.
Shen Liangnian smiled, nodded, received his test results, and walked out of the hospital.
The sun outside was still scorching hot. Just like the previous few days, he felt a vague discomfort in his upper abdomen. He always knew that his stomach was not good and didn't care about it, but he didn't expect that those discomforts would eventually turn into... The executioner who took his life.
Shen Liangnian climbed into the car, sat down, started the car, and drove around. Finally, he didn't know what happened, and drove out of Jiangshan City, heading towards the film and television city.
Suddenly, he wanted to see Jinghao.
He didn't need her to talk to him, nor did he need her to see him. But when he learned such bad news, the first thing that came to his mind was Jing Haohao.
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