Chapter 109

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At the time of Gong Xiangyi's embarrassment, Gong Lizhen had already listened to the doctor's explanation of Gong's illness. Since the practice of martial arts, the body that has not invaded the heat and cold suddenly felt cold and cold into the bones.
In the last life, he always imagined that if he had a father, would he teach him how to practice martial arts, would he be ignorant of himself, would he be arrogant when he made mistakes, and follow the tricks instead of like Xiao Lin? In that way, he is devastated by all kinds of attacks. In this world, Gong Fu satisfied these beautiful wishes one by one, so that he really knows how precious, how warm, and how heavy the father's love is. However, this fatherly love, which was hard to steal, will be taken away by the disease in less than two years. A feeling of grief and sorrow occupies his brain, causing him to suddenly cry.
Just as the eyelids were flushed, Gong Lizhen immediately looked up and forced back the tears. He can't cry, he can't have the slightest timidity, he can't panic, he is desperate, and his father is aware of it.
With a certainty, he regained his usual calmness, as if the fragility of the moment was just an illusion. Looking at the medic who was frowning, he asked in a deep voice, "How to treat stomach cancer? The drugs and equipment you need, although I speak, I will go to the city immediately."
The military doctor took a moment to make a difficult opening. "To treat stomach cancer, you first need some examination equipment. The infirmary has a gastroscope, but the gastroscope can only confirm the condition of the disease. To locate the specific location of the cancer cells and whether there is proliferation, I still need gas.钡 Double contrast angiography and ct machine. The examination is well-equipped, the lesions are confirmed, and a full set of surgical tools, such as operating beds, shadowless lamps, ventilators, monitors...
Gong Lijun nodded frequently and carefully wrote down the name of the equipment.
At this point, Gong Xiangyi finally came back to God, and gladly said, "I have these equipments, I don't have to look for them." She prepared the corresponding medical equipment for Gong's illness before the end of the world, just to prevent this moment. arrival.
The military doctors did not ask much, but the sorrows on the face increased and they began to open. "The equipment has only solved a small number of problems, and it is even more difficult to find a professional doctor who performs surgery. I am a medical doctor. I have never been on the operating table, you have given me the , I am also helpless. Resection of gastric cancer is a major operation, the doctor can not only find one, have to find a team, including a surgeon, a device, anesthesia One teacher, two assistants. Now the chaos is gone, the talents are dying, I am afraid..." He couldn’t bear to say the words that made the sisters and the two desperate.
Gong Xiangyi stunned and almost stood unsteadily. Gong Lijun twisted his eyebrows and said firmly, "It is difficult to find and find, first search on the Snake Island, there is no on the Snake Island, I will go to other bases to see."
"This is the only way at the moment." The military doctor nodded and sighed.
Having said that, the three people are relatively silent, and the gloomy and gloomy atmosphere envelopes them. When Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran came, they immediately smelled the sadness in the air, and the breath was a glimpse.
"What happened to Gong Shu?" Song Haoran's voice was difficult.
Lin Wenbo seems to have some feelings, and his face sinks into the water.
Unable to wait for the military doctor to open, Gong Xiangyi left all pride and restraint, and fell into Lin Wenbo's arms to mourn and cry, crying very light and fine, but revealing endless despair and sadness. In the last life, it was because of Lin Wenbo's deep affection that she had passed through the difficulties again and again. In this world, she couldn't help but want to invest in the warm and broad chest that she once belonged to her, looking for a solace.
"Wenbo, Dad is sick, it is stomach cancer." She smothered Lin Wenbo's clothes, tears through the cloth, stained on Lin Wenbo's chest, bringing a bit of moist coolness.
If it is the past, this coolness with endless sorrow can be called Lin Wenbo's heart as a knife, and it is painful. However, as time passed, he looked down at Gong Xiangyi's pear-like face with rain, only to feel a sense of ignorance.
He didn't push Gong Xiangyi away, but he didn't use her arms to hug her. His body was stiff, his hands were down, his face was flat, and he looked at the military doctor. He asked, "Does Gong's illness be early or late? Is there any? Governed?"
"In the early and late stages, it can only be determined after surgery. However, it is difficult to cure the current medical level. You must be mentally prepared." Forbearance and forbearance, the military doctor decided to give several people a vaccination. In the end of the world, I got cancer. Besides waiting for death, there is no other way, unless Da Luo Jinxian is alive.
Gong Lizhen, who has been silent for a while, closed his eyes and held back his dizziness. Song Haoran immediately discovered his strangeness, gently plunged him into his arms and took a look down his back.
The group members who came later huddled in the hallway and did not dare to go forward. This scene seems to be a big deal.
"Li Wei, Xiang Yi, wandering away, want to see you." Father Lin walked out of the ward, beckoning two people in the past, and reached out and stopped Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran who wanted to visit the room, shaking them slightly toward the two. Shake his head. How can your own physical condition, voyage, not know? I am afraid that I will confess my last words. I thought I would walk in front of him, but I didn't expect... Father Lin was squatting, and he was a lot older.
Before pushing the door open, the two brothers and sisters who had already parted ways had a tacit understanding, revealing the most natural and pleasant smile, and squatting to the front of Gong’s bed, sitting on the left and right.
"Dad, are you better?" Gong Lizhen asked the father to know the horns full of silver, and asked softly.
"It's better." Gong father smiled and grabbed his lush hand, and took a shot in his palm.
Gong Xiangyi couldn't insert the interaction between the father and the son, and the eyes were light for a moment, revealing a trace of grief and quickly converge.
Feeling her unnatural expression, Gong father sighed and asked, "What disease did I get?"
"Stomach disease is not very serious. The doctor said that as long as you pay attention to maintenance, it will be better." Seeing Gong Li's lips and lips together, he didn't make a lie for a long time, and Gong Xiangyi quickly saved the scene.
"Stomach disease?" Gong father smiled and waved his hand. "You don't want to swear at me. The stomach can't be , is it stomach cancer?" He said, and he saw his child's sudden change of face, and his heart was determined.
"Dad, you know your physical condition, why do you want to take advantage of us?" Gong Xiangyi just took out the tears and took out the hand of Gong’s father.
"Tell you what is the use? Now is the end of the world, even if you have a cold, you can't eat medicine. Where are the conditions for me to cure cancer? You know it is just a white heart, not as good as I can." Gong Fu loves the daughter of Capricorn Top, long sigh, turned to look at the brows, face pale, the interface of long-speaking, "Li Wei, Dad can not accompany you for how long, there is a request, do not know when it is not appropriate."
"Dad, you said, I wish you all to satisfy you." Gong Li licked his lips, his eyes lit with a mist of water.
"Hey!" Father Gong smiled and patted his son's shoulder. He cautiously said, "My wish is not difficult. I hope that after I leave, you can take care of your sister instead of me. Although she used to do sorry for you, but She will be your only relative in the future. You have a space and a sense of foresight, and one is a multi-line actor. If you work together, you will be able to live well in the last days. So, I can rest assured when I am gone."
Gong Liyi glanced at Gong Xiangyi with a slight expression. He nodded slightly and said with sincerity, "Dad, I promise you. I can't do it with Gong Xiangyi. I don't believe her, but I can guarantee that as long as I am alive, I will not. Will let her go to death. Also, I will find someone to treat you, you should sleep, you should eat, don't think about it."
"Okay, okay..." Gong Fu's mute repeated the word 'good' several times. It is obvious that he is completely relieved. His son's temperament is the clearest thing. He has always said what he must do, and he will do what he wants. He will never deceive him.
Gong Xiangyi licked his face, crying and crying, and the big drops of tears spilled from her long fingers and landed on the white sheets. She knows that without her father, Gong Lizhen will surely keep her from dying, but she will not die. From then on, no one will ever care about her emotions, no one will comfort her sorrow and loneliness, she will finally become a true and lonely loner, living alone, struggling to survive. After thinking of the difficult situation of Gong Lijun after the last father's departure, the hatred in her heart suddenly dissipated a lot. It turned out that all the tragedies stemmed from her indifference and negligence, and they could not blame others.
"Don't cry, crying, my father's stomach hurts." Gong father sighed, patted the daughter's head and joked.
Gong Xiangyi immediately stopped crying, and the voice was hoarse. "Dad, I used to be wrong. I will definitely get along with my brother in the future, and I will be at ease."
"Hey, hey!" Father Gong smiled and said, "Let's go out and call Wenbo and Haoran. I have something to tell them."
The younger brothers nodded and went out to call Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran, who were anxiously waiting.
Standing in the crowded corridor, Gong Lizhen felt that his chest was stuffy and he could barely breathe. He lined up the crowd and stood on the empty playground outside the building, looking up at the sky that was gradually swallowed by the night, revealing a stunned expression. For the first time since the second world, he felt so weak.
Dou Heng, who came back from the salt-water field on the beach, saw the young red eyes and the fragile expression of a rare sight, and there was a worry in the deep eyelids. He stopped and hesitated whether he would come forward to comfort. When he finally made up his mind, ignoring the hot whips that the guards had drawn, when a step was taken in the direction of the young boy standing, a woman ran out of the building and pulled the boy to whisper.
It was a younger sister, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked sad. Is it happening? Dou Heng’s heart was burned in the heart, and he stayed for a while, finally stepped back and stood back in a group of ragged slaves. What qualifications does he have to ask? Asked clearly, what ability does he have to help the teenager? Thinking of this, Dou Heng’s heart is filled with unprecedented unwillingness.