actor, he refuses to remarry

Zhan Juzhou hesitated for a moment, and frowned: "Your father... committed suicide, the police called."

Su Wanfeng's heart froze for a few seconds.

Zhan Juzhou: "But it should be fine. She was rescued and is in the hospital."

Su Wanfeng nodded in a daze.

Zhan Juzhou went to get the coat on the chair: "You stay at home, I'll go to the hospital to deal with it."

Su Wanfeng took a deep breath: "I'll go too."

Zhan Juzhou stared at him, frowning slightly.

Su Wanfeng smiled helplessly: "In any case, he is my father in the physical sense. It is inconvenient for you to go through some procedures."

Zhan Juzhou: "If you really don't want to go, you don't have to force it. I listen to the police. He should be fine."

Su Wanfeng nodded: "I know, I'm fine."

He just couldn't figure out what Su Jianbo was going to do.It's okay to make such a sudden fuss, is it because I really don't want to live or is it just to get revenge for what I said last time?

Su Wanfeng didn't say much along the way, when he arrived at the hospital, at the door of the ward, he saw several policemen waiting for them.

Su Wanfeng: "Hello, I'm the family member of the patient. I'm sorry that my father has caused you trouble."

Policeman: "You will be fine after being rescued, but I still want to say something to you. The old man is getting old, and no matter how busy you are as a junior, you have to take time to care about the old man. You are all prominent public figures. It's not good for your reputation if this kind of thing goes out, isn't it?"

Su Wanfeng: "I'm sorry, we will pay attention to it in the future."

Policeman: "Okay, you go in and talk to the old man more."

Su Wanfeng sighed inwardly, pushed open the door of the ward, and walked in.

Su Jianbo had already woken up and was leaning on the bed watching TV.

Su Wanfeng was furious. He and Zhan Juzhou gave him food, drinks, and money. What was he dissatisfied with? He even made such a fuss that he wanted to commit suicide and even alerted the police. Otherwise, if the media finds out, Zhan Juzhou will receive so many innocent criticisms.

Su Wanfeng sat down on the chair coldly, "What on earth do you want to do? Do you want to make a mess of this family and make everyone unhappy so you can be satisfied?"

Su Jianbo: "Don't you ignore me? What do I do, what does it have to do with you?"

Su Wanfeng sneered: "I really don't want to worry about it, so next time I'm going to trouble you to find a place where there are no people, it's best to hang yourself with a rope in the deep mountains and old forests, lest the police have to notify us .”

Su Jianbo's eyes were red: "Get lost! You are an unfilial son, I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place!"

Su Wanfeng: "What a coincidence, since the day you forced my mother to death, I don't want to be your son..."

"Wanfeng." Seeing that the two were arguing like this, Zhan Juzhou hurried forward and dragged Su Wanfeng outside the ward.

Su Wanfeng was breathing heavily, his chest heaved and his eyes were red: "If he affects you..."

"No." Zhan Juzhou hugged Su Wanfeng into his arms: "I've been out of the circle for so long, so what's the impact? When have I ever relied on fans for a living?"

"Su Jianbo's mind is not clear now, so don't irritate him with such words anymore, you go back later, I will find two nurses for him, and stay here to take care of him."

"Zhou Zhou, thank you."

Zhan Juzhou smiled: "If you really want to thank me, don't argue with him anymore. I know you won't forgive him, so stay away from him. It's best for everyone to live in peace. He is so exciting that he wants to die, don't you think it's troublesome?"

Zhan Juzhou frowned, and gave a soft "hmm".

A doctor suddenly came over with two reports: "Are you family members of Bed 35?"

Zhan Juzhou: "Well, yes."

Doctor: "I happened to be looking for you."

Zhan Juzhou: "What's wrong?"

Doctor: "When the patient was brought to the hospital, we did some routine tests on him. There was something wrong with his blood report."

Zhan Juzhou frowned: "What do you mean? Is he sick?"

Doctor: "It's not easy for us to judge this right now, but it's possible from experience. First arrange the patient to have a CT and abdominal ultrasonography."

Zhan Juzhou: "Okay, you can arrange it."

In the afternoon of that day, Zhan Juzhou and Su Wanfeng were notified of the inspection results.

"It's pancreatic cancer."

Both Zhan Juzhou and Su Wanfeng were stunned.

It took Su Wanfeng a long time to ask: "...Can it be cured?"

The doctor frowned: "Pancreatic cancer itself is a very malignant cancer. Because the location of the pancreas is relatively hidden, when pancreatic cancer is often detected, it is already at an advanced stage, and there is currently no particularly good way to treat this disease at home and abroad. All patients with this disease will not have a high survival rate."

The implication is that Su Jianbo should not be around for long.

Su Wanfeng's mind went blank at this moment.

He cursed that man to disappear countless times in his heart, and even said such vicious words, but at this moment, when he learned that the man's life had really entered the countdown, Su Wanfeng felt chills all over his body.

He...was actually afraid of death.

His mother, Yan Wenyu, and those important people who appeared in his life left one after another, making him full of awe and fear for the word death.

Su Wanfeng's breathing became heavy involuntarily.

Zhan Juzhou looked at him, and then gently held his cold, trembling hand.

"Doctor, what should we do now?"

Doctor: "Let's have surgery first, and then conservative treatment. Patients with advanced pancreatic cancer will suffer more. Your family members must be mentally prepared."

Leaving the office of the hospital, Zhan Juzhou and Su Wanfeng stood in the corridor and didn't speak for a while.

After a long time, Zhan Juzhou said, "Do you want to tell Su Jianbo?"

Some people admit that their ability is not good enough, knowing that they have this disease, they are only hopeless about the future, and they may not last for a few days before giving up.

Su Wanfeng pondered for half a minute before saying, "Tell him, there's nothing to hide about this kind of thing."

After he finished speaking, he raised his foot and entered the ward.

Su Jianbo was still watching the cross talk on TV, laughing from time to time.

Su Wanfeng walked over and turned off the TV.

Su Jianbo frowned: "Why? You don't even let me watch TV?"

Su Wanfeng: "The doctor just told us that you have pancreatic cancer and you need an operation. This disease is not curable, so you have to be prepared."

Su Jianbo threw the remote control aside, "Is there anything to prepare for, isn't it just about to die?"

Su Wanfeng didn't speak.

Su Jianbo stared at him: "If I die, will you hold a funeral for me?"

Su Wanfeng clenched his fingers tightly.

Su Jianbo: "I'm only your son. I know you blame me, but if we have a father-son relationship, I'm going to die, so I'll ask you to help me with my funeral at the end."

"As for the cemetery, I'll choose it myself. I wanted to bury it next to your mother, but I think your mother doesn't want to see me, so I'll choose it myself. Don't ask Zhan Juzhou to do it. He's not my own son."

Su Wanfeng frowned, and finally couldn't help it: "You should think about the operation first, and there is nothing to do with those things."

Su Jianbo yelled to watch TV again, Su Wanfeng got a bad headache, so he turned on the TV for him and left.

In the next few days, Su Wanfeng's home hospital will be at two o'clock and one line, and Su Jianbo's surgery will be scheduled on Saturday morning.

The operation was over in a little over two hours, and the next step is post-operative treatment and recovery.

I don't know why, but Su Jianbo firmly disagreed with chemotherapy. Su Wanfeng and Zhan Juzhou persuaded him for a long time, but he just didn't agree.

Unable to screw him, Su Wanfeng could only choose the most conservative method - taking medicine.

He cooks meals at home every day and sends them to Su Jianbo.

Su Jianbo always dislikes the taste of cooked food. At the beginning, he just complained, but later his temper became more and more serious, and he even threw the food on the ground.

Su Wanfeng looked at the food all over the floor with a cold face, and gritted his teeth to hold back his anger: "Have you had enough trouble? It's already this time, can you stop causing trouble to others?! If you don't want to eat, then You're going to be hungry."

That being said, Su Jianbo started ordering takeaway the next day.

A patient with pancreatic cancer actually braised pork trotters in soy sauce and hot and sour rice noodles every day...Su Wanfeng was so angry that his eyes were red: "Do you want to die quickly!"

Su Jianbo: "Anyway, it can't be cured. If I die sooner, I won't bother you."

In the end, it was Zhan Juzhou who mediated from the middle and ordered a special sick meal for Su Jianbo.

Su Wan hurriedly ran home, he really didn't want to care about Su Jianbo anymore.

Zhan Juzhou simply took a week off and stayed in the hospital to take care of Su Jianbo, whose condition was getting worse and worse.

This afternoon, Su Jianbo remembered that he hadn't seen Su Wanfeng for several days, so he asked Zhan Juzhou, "Is he not going to visit me in the hospital anymore?"

Zhan Juzhou: "Here, the baby has a cold recently, he is busy."

Su Jianbo was silent, and then said: "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Zhan Juzhou sat down on the chair beside the bed.

Su Jianbo: "I wasn't there when you got married, but I should have told you these things in the first place."

Zhan Juzhou: "Speak, I'll listen."

Su Jianbo frowned: "My son has suffered a lot before. I was really a bastard at that time. I don't know what kind of evil I was. My mind was full of people."

"Now, I want to treat him better, but God doesn't want to give me a chance to get this disease."

Zhan Juzhou: "You should take medicine and receive chemotherapy. This disease is not hopeless."

Su Jianbo chuckled: "You don't need to comfort me, I've lived decades longer than you. It's not so easy for you to fool me."

"I won't tell you too much. My son has been simple since he was a child, and he is easy to be bullied. Once I die, he will have no relatives in this world. I want you to promise me that you will treat him well for the rest of your life. .”