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After thinking about it for a while, Ran Qing decided to lie to her father.

"Dad, recently... Gu Sifan contacted me. He said that when he was traveling, he knew a doctor who specialized in intractable diseases and had a lot of research on cancer. Why don't you... go and see?"

Ran Qing was extremely nervous, he was very bad at lying, and his tongue was trembling.

"Huh? Where is he now? Can he cure cancer too?"

The first he asked Gu Sifan, and the second he asked the doctor.

"No, I don't know where he is, he didn't say, he gave me the doctor's address and told us to go by ourselves."

Maybe it's because she lied more times, gradually Ran Qing can lie calmly, what's the saying?oh!Come at your fingertips, yes!

"Oh, is it far?"

Ran Yunguo seemed a little absent-minded, not sure what he was thinking.

The mother who was cleaning in the living room heard the conversation between the father and son and came over and asked, "Which doctor? Can it really be cured? If you can, go and try it!"

"Mom, the doctor is unknown, no matter whether it can be cured or not, we have to try it, maybe a miracle will happen!"

Once chemotherapy starts for cancer, it means the countdown of life begins. The chemotherapy drugs kill the normal cells as well as the cancer cells. Dad will become weaker and weaker in the future. In short, he is waiting to die. It is better than waiting to die Try it, just in case it works.

Ran Yunguo smiled lightly and said: "Then let's go and try, when will we go?"

Ran Qing felt that his father was very strange, he was indifferent to everything, and seemed indifferent to everything, but at least his father agreed, maybe he also felt that his life was passing, so he agreed so simply.

Going to see the doctor was much smoother than expected. There was no trekking or wading. It was not like the deep mountains and old forests mentioned by Yang Ziming. It was just a place away from the hustle and bustle of the city. There were few people there. It's not high, the doctor is in this mountain, the small wooden house he built, surrounded by a small fence, has a sense of déjà vu from the remote people he met when he was learning Buddhist scriptures with his apprentices.

All the medicines were planted in front of the wooden house, and Ran Qing didn’t know any of them. The doctor was an old man in his 60s, with a slightly hunched back, but he was full of energy, his face was red, and his hair was black and white. Seeing Ran Qing and Ran Yunguo standing outside the door was just After saying "Come in? Come in", he turned and entered the house.

Seeing this, Ran Qing stretched out his hand to open the wooden fence and let his father go in first. After closing the wooden fence, he followed. After entering the wooden house, he saw the old man sitting on a small bench putting medicinal herbs into the medicine trough and crushing them. No one spoke, and waited until the old man finished disposing of the medicine.

The old man got up and went outside the house to wash his hands. After drying his hands and hanging up the towel, he said, "Sit, my surname is Wang, is it lung cancer?"

Ran Qing nodded, handed all the inspection results prepared before going out to the old man, and said, "It's all here, take a look."

The old man waved his hand and said: "Don't look, I don't know that, come on, give me your hand, hey, go inside, look at my memory."

Just as the old man stretched out his hand to grab Ran Yunguo's wrist, he withdrew it abruptly. Ran Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly. Why did the old man seem a little unreliable? Following the old man's footsteps, Ran Qing and his father looked around at the small wooden house, on the side by the window There was a wooden table with some tools for consultation, as well as pens, inks, papers and inkstones. The old man walked briskly to a wooden chair and sat down. He raised his hand to signal Ran Yunguo to sit on the chair opposite him. Ran Yunguo He nodded and sat down and put his hand on a folded white cloth. The old man put his hand on Ran Yunguo's wrist, closed his eyes and felt his pulse.

Ran Qing looked at the wall behind the old man, it was full of small drawers, each drawer had a small note on it, the traditional characters written on it, the old man's calligraphy is good, Ran Qing thought, the room is simple and clean, but It can be seen that the owner has put a lot of effort into the decoration, and it feels like being in the ancient times, and people can't help but relax when they are inside.

The pulse lasted for about ten minutes before the old man opened his eyes and asked, "Your health is very bad, have you had chemotherapy?"

Ran Qing was taken aback, not understanding what the old man meant by asking this question, but Ran Yunguo replied: "Yes, just a few days ago, why?"

"You didn't tell me that you had undergone chemotherapy before you came, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to come. It would have been fine if you had come before chemotherapy. Now I can't cure you. Come back!"

The old man waved his hand and told Ran Qing and the others to leave. Now Ran Qing was dumbfounded. What does it have to do with chemotherapy?

"No, old man, you just took the pulse, you didn't even look at these things, at least you can ask my father if he has any symptoms to make a decision!"

Ran Qing was in a hurry, he didn't want to make this trip in vain, he was full of hope before he came here, but now he was poured a basin of cold water, what a shame for him, it was a waste of his self-esteem to beg Yang Ziming, and he tried his best to lie and lie to his father Mom, it turned out to be incurable!

"I can't cure him. His body is damaged by the chemotherapy drugs. The medicine I prescribed is very strong. Your father's current body can't bear the medicine. He will drink to death. Do you understand?"

The old man patiently explained.

After listening to the old man's words, Ran Qing seemed to be frozen, but Ran Yunguo said to Ran Qing nonchalantly: "Qing, this is how life should be, let's go, your father knows your heart, you lied to me with such a big lie, Are you giving up now?"

Ran Qing stared at his father with wide-eyed eyes, and was about to speak, but his father waved his hand, turned around and thanked the old man, and gave him a red envelope. After the father and son opened their faces and looked at it, they smiled with satisfaction.

"Show me the list of Chinese medicine you drank before, and I will prepare a prescription for you, which can relieve pain in the future, lest you can't stand the torture and want to commit suicide."

The old man's words were a bit cruel and unpleasant, but Ran Qing knew he was right. It was a fact. He coughed uninterruptedly, with thick phlegm stuck in his throat and couldn't spit it out. He had chest pains. Even if he could fall asleep occasionally, he would be confused by the foreign body sensation in his throat. Wake up, I heard from my father in my previous life that my throat was itchy when I fell asleep, and then I had to get up and cough...

Taking the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by the old man, the father and son left one calmly and the other in despair. Along the way, his father always chatted with Ran Qing, because the old man lived in the next city, so Ran Qing chose to drive here by himself. From the co-pilot's seat, he asked Ran Qing about his past life.

"Have you ever carried a box? Are you tired? It's really rare that our bastard can do that kind of thing! Hahaha..."

"It's a pity that you didn't find me a daughter-in-law in your previous life. I'm afraid I won't be able to see my little grandson..."

"..."

Ran Qing responded patiently, but when her father asked...

"I... died a miserable death in my previous life?"

Dad is still afraid, he has always been so cheerful, especially when he knew that he would not get rid of lung cancer in two lifetimes, he was the most desperate person.

"Father, I... will try my best to make you less painful, and forgive my son for his incompetence..."

After saying that, Ran Qing stopped the car, crawled on the steering wheel and began to sob and cry. He regretted why he didn't bring his father here earlier, if...the world will never have ifs!

"Don't cry, I'm not dead yet! Are you crying so early? Listen, I'm going to die sooner or later, it doesn't matter if I die of illness or old age, it doesn't matter to my father, but you have to remember never to lose yourself. You came here to lie to me Are you trying so hard? It’s really hard for you. Because of my illness, you and your mother have been wronged. When I die, you can live well...Let me go quietly, don’t ask people to mourn me, I don’t like excitement... ..."

"Dad! Don't say it, it's all my fault. I was hesitant. The old man said that it would be curable without chemotherapy, but I hesitated for so long. Now you can only..."

"No, it can't be cured, cancer, you are stupid to believe what Yang Ziming said, you have to come here to make yourself uncomfortable, you see, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a loss, right in front of you!"

Ran Yunguo's relaxed tone was very similar to that when he was about to pass away in his previous life. He always comforted Ran Qing, even though he was the one who was sick, he still went to comfort others. "Dad, how do you know I lied to you? I think my lie is quite successful!"

Ran Qing asked curiously.

"You are my own son, I don't know you yet! You put everything on your face, and you still call behind my back. Can you find a soundproof place and hide in the toilet next time you make a call? Really convinced Your IQ!"

Ran Yunguo looked disgusted, and the more he talked, the more disgusted he became, and he almost said something like "How could I have such a stupid son".

Ran Qing was very depressed, she never lied, she didn't expect such a failure, she rubbed her nose in embarrassment, calmed down a little, restarted the car, her mother was still waiting for them at home.

Autumn, the harvest season, everywhere you go, there is a yellow patch, that is withered leaves, that is the rice field that can be harvested, that is the wild chrysanthemum on the side of the road, that is the sunset near dusk, and it is also when my father is sick. Ran Qing poured a lot of money into it and found a lot of medicines to relieve the pain of cancer, so his father was not as painful as in his previous life, so that his life would not be worse than death in the last days of his life...

But even so, Dad was still paralyzed on the bed in the last moments, unable to speak, with his mouth open, and eyes unable to move, Ran Qing could only helplessly look at his mother's tearful eyes, help Dad to wash up, and sit on the edge of the bed talking to Dad ...

Dad’s beloved electric car was parked under the grape trellis, and some withered grape leaves fell on it. The chess board in the yard was still in the last game that Ran Qing and Dad played a month ago. No one moved it. Ran Qing seemed to be able to Seeing myself playing chess with my father, my mother saying that he was cheating, and I had no choice but to give in, these are his most precious memories, and they are also what he wants to have forever.

Dad didn't give any instructions at the last moment, Ran Qing knew that Dad had said everything he needed to say, and he took it to heart. This time, Dad left very peacefully, and the only ones who are not calm are those who are still alive...

The villa is closed for business, and the place is full of plain white, which is not considered a grand occasion. Ran Qing obeyed his father's last wish, and acted concisely, no extravagance and waste, just...

Although Dad said not to be too lively, my uncle and the others didn't know what was going on, and invited a band to play at home. Ran Qing was so angry that he almost beat someone. In the end, grandpa stopped him and explained that it was what my aunt meant. It doesn't matter to my uncle, he just rushed back, Ran Qing knew what kind of virtue his aunt had, so he suppressed his anger and received the people who came to express their condolences.

Most of the people who came were my father's friends before his death, Ran Qing's clients and his little friends. My father's brothers and sisters would arrive at noon, and the family relationship was indifferent. When my father could not speak, Ran Qing had notified them, but they all said They had to be busy, and they didn't say they would come over as soon as their father passed away. After her father passed away, her mother cried uncontrollably. Ran Qing had already helped her to the bed in the room to rest.

At noon, Gu Sifan came, and the moment he saw Gu Sifan, Ran Qing collapsed. Gu Sifan seemed to know that Ran Qing would lose control of his emotions, so he walked up to Ran Qing quickly, hugged his shoulders tightly, and ran Qing buried Wept bitterly on Gu Sifan's shoulder.

Gu Sifan said: "Cry, it will be better if you cry, I'm sorry, I'm late, forgive my helplessness, okay?"

Ran Qing didn't speak, just cried, let him be weak for a while, in his previous life he struggled alone for several years, and had no place to confide in his suffering, and the ending of his father in this life is still the same, let him cry once.

It took a long time for Ran Qing to recover, and his voice became hoarse. There was a band at home, and Gu Sifan couldn't hear what he said clearly, so he agreed to talk about it later.

Gu Sifan went to see Ran's mother, but was kicked out by Ran's mother without explaining the reason, so Gu Sifan had to say hello to Ran Qing and went to help, Ran Qing must be too busy alone, Gu Sifan disappeared in Ran Qing During those years, he stayed in the villa for a long time, so most of the people present knew him, and it was more convenient for Gu Sifan to do things.

Yang Ziming came at meal time with an apologetic face. Ran Qing couldn't contact him after Ran Qing brought his father to meet the genius doctor he was talking about. Yang Ziming came here this time to express condolences to Ran Yunguo and to explain The reason why I couldn't get in touch with him, unfortunately, Ran Qing didn't want to hear it anymore...