The president is dying every day

Serum pepsin, serum gastrin, carcinoembryonic antigen, blood routine, MRI... Ren Chuan went through all kinds of examinations, even PET-CT was arranged, when Cui Minghao took the results Don't dare to look at it at all.

The primary tumor is malignant and has reached stage III.

Ren Chuan even felt very good about himself, because apart from occasional stomach pains and a little anemia, he didn't feel any abnormalities at all. He lay on the hospital bed, looked at Cui Minghao who walked into the ward, and even laughed, "I Did you say you were misdiagnosed?"

There was no smile on Cui Minghao's face.

"It's okay..." Ren Chuan said to himself, "When everyone stumbles, don't worry, I won't laugh at your lack of medical skills."

Cui Minghao sat down beside his hospital bed, "You'd better pray for my divine doctor right now."

The expression on Ren Chuan's face changed for a moment, "What... mean?"

Cui Minghao took out a pen from his pocket and pointed to his stomach, "Now you have a tumor the size of a child's fist, accompanied by ulcers."

Ren Chuan let out a groan, "It's just a kid with big fists, what's the matter..."

Cui Minghao yelled at him, "How big do you think a human's stomach is! You still have the risk of transferring to the lymph! When it transfers to the lymph, you will be finished! Even the Da Luo Jinxian can't save you—!"

Ren Chuan was frightened, and his face was defeated for a moment, "I..."

"Surgery." Cui Minghao managed to calm down his mood. "Radiation therapy and chemotherapy will be performed together with surgery to see to what extent the cancer cells can be controlled."

"So..." Ren Chuan couldn't believe it, "Suddenly..."

I think when he pretended to be sick and was hospitalized, his curly hair was shaved off because he joked with Jiang Huan that he was undergoing chemotherapy.

Is this all going to... come true now?

Cui Minghao sighed heavily, "You give me some credit."

Ren Chuan lay on the bed, he looked at the bright sunshine and the thriving trees outside the window, at this moment, his longing for Jiang Huan almost burst out of his body.

Jiang Huan, I'm going to die.

Why don't you come back and see me?

I might never see it again...

Ren Chuan lay on the hospital bed and looked at Cui Minghao, "Are you going to operate on me?"

Cui Minghao smiled sinisterly, "You'd better bribe me well, otherwise I won't guarantee that some scissors and cotton cloth will fall on your belly when you sew stitches for you."

Ren Chuan wailed, "Ah! I was the one who encouraged you to study medicine back then, and I'm digging my own fucking grave!"

There were fights and laughter in the ward, and it seemed that they didn't take stomach cancer seriously at all.

Ren Chuan was hospitalized honestly, and Cui Minghao could make ward rounds eighteen times a day. He didn't dare to make any big moves under his nose, so he asked Meng Chun to bring him the company's work to the ward.

Meng Chun began to send documents to the hospital every day, and even the ward remained unchanged, which made him miss the time when he was mistaken for a scumbag.

If Cui Minghao knows, it means that Zhu Kaifeng knows, and if Zhu Kaifeng knows, it means that all the seven aunts and eight aunts know.

On the contrary, Ren Dongsheng was the last to know the news, and he got it from the brother-in-law of the neighbor's cousin of his uncle's cousin's house.

Even knives in the sky could not stop him from rushing to the hospital. He forced Zhu Kaifeng and Cui Minghao to hang himself after crying, making trouble, and finally found out which ward Ren Chuan lived in.

When Ren Dongsheng was standing at the door of the ward, he didn't even dare to push the door, as if Ren Chuan would belch in the next second.

Ren Chuan was taking a nap, trapped in the soft blanket, except that his face looked a little pale, he couldn't find anything unusual at all.

Ren Dongsheng gently stroked his face with trembling hands, just like when he was a child, "Old son..."

In his sleep, Ren Chuan's brows twitched, and then he opened his eyes. He was still a little dazed when he saw Ren Dongsheng, "Dad..."

Tears rolled down Ren Dongsheng's eyes, "Son... Dad is here..."

Ren Chuan fell into his arms, recalling his childhood for a moment, "It's okay...I..."

"Old son..." Ren Dongsheng looked at him tremblingly, "What other wish do you have, tell Dad..."

desire?

Ren Chuan smiled softly, "I think..."

"... want love."

The word "love" directly defines that there is one and only one object.

Others can like it or appreciate it, but only Jiang Huan can give him love.

However, Ren Dongsheng went crazy and became obsessed with this sentence. He spread the net widely, and even used Ren Chuan's information to go on a blind date with old ladies and old men in People's Park. If you have a car, a house, and savings, Mr. Bao, if you fall into the water together, I will automatically sink to the bottom. If you think I am in the way, you can die early."

Ren Chuan laughed out loud when he saw the short video. When Ren Dongsheng tried to give him a blind date for the eighth time, he grabbed Ren Dongsheng by the corner of his clothes, "Dad, don't try it."

Ren Chuan's eye sockets were a little sunken, so that the shadows were very deep, and he looked very melancholy for a moment.

His voice was very soft, "If it wasn't him, it wouldn't work."

All the smiles on Ren Dongsheng's face disappeared.

His voice trembled for a moment, "Old son...you still think about him..."

Cloudy tears rushed out of his eyes, he kept hitting his heart with his fists, and cried hoarsely: "You can like anyone, as long as you are in Beijing, Dad will tie you up for everything, Dad hates me for being incompetent... Dad doesn't have that much power, doesn't have that much money, dad is useless! Dad is useless——!"

Faced with great sorrow and great joy, people will more or less have some physiological reactions, such as heart cramps, sweating on the forehead, and dry mouth.

But listening to Ren Dongsheng's cry, Ren Chuan felt that it was the voice of another world.

His heart doesn't hurt anymore.

It's like a rubber band has been stretched to the extreme, and it's impossible to recover.

When a person is in extreme pain, even if he is stabbed with a knife, there will be no reaction.

"Dad..." Ren Chuan's lips trembled a little, "My whole life...may be like this..."

He hugged Ren Dongsheng apologetically, "I'm sorry Dad, if you want a grandson, it probably won't happen."

Tears welled up in Ren Dongsheng's eyes, and he hugged him, as if the father and father depended on each other, "Dad wants you to be well."

"Dad..." Ren Chuan looked out the window, "I want to go see my mother."

The private cemetery is located on a hillside, and this area was bought by Ren Dongsheng. If Ren Chuan had descendants, eighteen generations would be enough to bury them.

When Ren Chuan went up the mountain, he even wondered if Ren Dongsheng would vomit blood because he was the first to accompany his mother.

In the midsummer sunshine, large golden lilies bloom, and the air is full of fragrance, surrounding the memorial room with glass walls.

Ren Chuan knelt on the futon and looked up at the photos on the table. The entire memorial room was arranged according to the attic at home, as if someone really lived here.

The mother Ren in the photo is still in her 20s, holding a bouquet of lilies in her arms and smiling brightly.

"Mom..." Ren Chuan took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and lit one with trembling hands, "I hope you don't mind, I was hospitalized recently, and Cui Minghao's grandson wouldn't let me smoke. I had a good time."

"No smoking... I'm a bit speechless..."

"Mom, I'm sorry, you tried your best to give birth to me, but I didn't cherish my life. I'm sorry for you..." Ren Chuan lowered his head, like a child who admitted his mistake, he sighed heavily, "I'm so sorry. Maybe... I can't stay with my dad anymore..."

"Mom...you look at me in the sky, do you think I'm so unworthy...I'm going to die and live for a man, I'm no longer human..."

Tears fell drop by drop on the ground, Ren Chuanhong choked with sobs, "I can't find him... People say that if you have money, you can do anything, but why can't I find him..."

In the empty room, he was crying alone, no one wiped his tears, and no one saw his weakness.

Ren Chuan was tired from crying, so he just lay curled up on the cold ground, closed his eyes, and vaguely remembered when he was a child, he drew a figure crookedly on the floor of the attic, painted wavy hair, and lay down as if being hugged by his mother. On it, until Ren Dongsheng came home from work and found out.

That was the first time he was attached to his mother's tenderness.

Twenty years later, on his birthday, someone said that he would replace his mother by his side from now on.

That was the first time Ren Chuan felt happy for his life.

But you...

Why did you break your promise?

After returning from the cemetery, Ren Chuan didn't have any thoughts anymore, he cooperated with the treatment honestly, he no longer disliked the bland food, and he didn't care about the black and blue arms.

As the date of the operation approached, his words became less and less, and he often looked out of the window of the ward in a daze, and he didn't even respond to someone talking to him.

Three years ago, the same ward was far less cold than it is now.

As the days passed, the effects of radiotherapy and chemotherapy became more and more obvious. Ren Chuan began to vomit, lost his appetite, and kept losing weight.

On this day, an unexpected person came to the ward.

Ren Chuan was stunned for a long time, and finally found a trace from Ru Hai's memory, "You are..."

Chen Minghe took off the sunglasses on her face, "You don't remember me? I remember you."

Ren Chuan jumped up from the hospital bed as if he had grasped some life-saving clue, "Do you know where Jiang Huan is? Has he returned?"

Chen Minghe looked at Ren Chuan on the hospital bed, with pity in his eyes, but a smirk in his tone, "It's good that he survived."

Ren Chuan's heart thumped heavily.

"I just want to see who is worthy of his dragon slaying in the abyss." Chen Minghe stood up gracefully, "But now it seems that you are just a poor wretch."

"Jiang Huan..." Ren Chuan was trembling all over his body and his teeth were chattering. He reached out and grabbed the corner of Chen Minghe's clothes, "What's wrong with Jiang Huan, tell me..."

Chen Minghe frowned, "Let go!"

"Don't go!" Ren Chuan's tears were already flowing, "Tell me, please, please..."

Chen Minghe's bodyguard has already stepped up, "Miss..."

"Please..." Ren Chuan didn't want any dignity at all, almost heart-piercing, "Please——!"

Chen Minghe was just here to laugh at the poor guy who was discarded. She harbored a vicious heart, but when she saw Ren Chuan's embarrassed appearance like a stray dog, she even felt that she was vicious. Kind of ridiculous.

There was a reason why she couldn't be Jiang Huan's fiancée.

Ren Chuan bent down the waist that he had been standing upright, his thin back arched, his forehead rested on the hospital bed, tears flowed like his life, "I beg you..."

Chen Minghe didn't know why her eyes were red, she wiped the corners of her eyes, and looked away, "I don't know how much more, anyway, the He family is in great turmoil, and industries all over the world are facing cleansing and censorship, Rumors are saying that this dragon-slaying knife was stabbed in by the eldest son of the He family himself."

She only left one sentence, "I don't know if this is life or death."

Can one sentence really destroy a person?

Chen Minghe didn't know it before, but when she really saw it, she never imagined that the destructive power in the novel really existed.

She watched Ren Chuan's pupils dilated unconsciously. The depths of the pupils seemed to be like a gust of wind passing by. The landslides and the seas were cracked, and human civilization was turned into ruins. All the light disappeared. Like a black hole in the universe, blood threads climbed up inch by inch. Tears flowed unconsciously from the whites of the eyes.

If there is a movie shot at this moment, such a scene will become a heavy hammer.

Chen Minghe staggered out of the ward almost in a state of embarrassment, leaving the heart-piercing cry behind her.

She came with the attitude of a winner, but she was defeated like a dog in the water.

If the previous Ren Chuan was quiet, then the current Ren Chuan can be said to be lifeless, like a plant that has lost water, and even the sunlight on his face feels ashamed.

He stared at the ceiling all day long, neither eating nor drinking nor sleeping.

His appearance made Cui Minghao, the attending doctor, feel desperate.

The big white bag used by critically ill patients was hung up for him in advance, and he was hanged with such fat, milk and glucose. Originally, there was a seventy-eight percent sure operation, but now even using a knife is a risk.

"Fuck! If you fucking want to die, just say it!" Cui Minghao finally couldn't help it, and smashed the case on Ren Chuan, his eyes were bloodshot, "Ren Chuan! You're fucking useless !"

The hard case hit his face, causing a bruise. Ren Chuan just looked at him indifferently, as if he had acquiesced.

Doctors and nurses rushed up and pulled Cui Minghao back, but they couldn't stop him from yelling, "You are only for a man, you can't find three-legged toads, and two-legged men are everywhere in the street!" Yes! What the hell are you doing! Ren Chuan! The Titanic was photographed for sale! There is no such love in the world that is worth paying for your life!"

For the first time, Ren Chuan finally spoke, even with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He hadn't spoken for many days, and his voice was hoarse, "Now..."

"...Yes." Yu Xidu +.

He is willing.

Be a sacrificer.

unswervingly to death.

For the first time in his life, Cui Minghao felt useless, not when he came out with his family, not when he broke up with his family, not when he had to put his tutor's name on his hard-working thesis.

Now he feels that what he has learned for more than ten years is just fetching water from a bamboo basket.

In the past, when the boys were joking together, they all said that if they were hospitalized with a stomach problem, they must never look for him, or they would not know how they died.

Now it's all right, God will give him the opportunity to show him what he has learned in his life, and let him have the best stomach cancer, and send it to him specially.

But...he didn't want to live.

The operation can no longer be delayed, and Ren Chuan will not be able to hold on anymore.

Ren Chuan signed the preoperative notice, responsibility letter, anesthesia risk and other notices by himself, so he had a quick glance at any risks.

The nurse came to pick up the form, and Cui Minghao noticed with sharp eyes that this handwritten A4 paper was included in it. He took it out and saw that it was a disclaimer written by Ren Chuan himself. If he didn't come down from the operating room, it has nothing to do with the doctors and nurses present. .

What a caring patient.

Cui Minghao crumpled the paper as he held it.

Nurses rushed into the ward for routine preoperative examinations, busy drawing blood for Ren Chuan to measure his height and weight.

Ren Chuan seemed to have regained his vitality, and even teased the little girl with jokes. If he was given some sunshine, he could grow a big garden.

The nurses looked at it with pity.

Cui Minghao plastered his desk all over, blindly following the trend, and was planning to secretly smoke a cigarette in the office, when he heard noise from the corridor, "Wait! You can't enter here!" Hey——! Security guards!" "Quick, quick! Stop it!"

At that moment, his heart rose to his throat, and the cigarette was cut between his fingers. He rushed out, only to see three or four nurses stopping a homeless man, with tattered clothes and frizzy hair, who had not been shaved for some time. Beard, even a leg is lame.

He rampages like an out-of-season beast exiled from the jungle.

Cui Minghao was stunned, "Jiang..."

"Jiang Huan..."

It was just a soft sound, and Cui Minghao didn't dare to be sure, nor did he dare to recognize it. Could the person who disappeared for three years suddenly appear like this?

Is God finally merciful?

At this time, I heard the sound of a heavy object falling from the ward, and the nurse's exclamation followed, "Don't move!" "Oh! Help me!" "The needles are all crooked!"

Ren Chuan's emaciated body exploded with strength, pushing everyone away, his chest heaving violently, and he stood barefoot in the corridor.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Ren Chuan blinked his eyelashes, and after a while, he smiled wryly, "Brother..."

The three years of hard time are broken at the touch of a finger.

He staggered and wanted to move forward, but his sickly legs could barely support him, but Jiang Huan retreated suddenly, his throat choked up, as if he had swallowed some hot lava, and his voice was hoarse, "Don't..."

"I'm dirty..."

Ren Chuan didn't care, he just wanted to ask for a hug, to prove that the person in front of him was not his imagination, "Brother..."

"Don't move!" Cui Minghao stepped in and stopped Ren Chuan, "Your immune system is not good, so you can't get infected now."

The operation was imminent, the doctors and nurses worked together to push Ren Chuan back to the ward, the operating bed had already been pushed, Ren Chuan struggled hard, crying and screaming, "Brother——!"

"You hug me—!"

"elder brother--!"

Cui Minghao tried his best to press him on the operating table, "You remember! Survive—!"

Pushing into the operating room, anesthesia was injected into the blood vessels, Ren Chuan's body seemed to have energy, his eyes were open, but he refused to close, and the veins on his neck were exposed, looking so hideous and abrupt.

"Think about it." Under the harsh operating lights, Cui Minghao was wearing a mask and staring at him viciously, "If you die, you will never see him again."

Even if it is the [-]th floor of hell, Ren Chuan can climb back.