In the Third Hospital, Su Yao took Ding Cheng to see a doctor friend, and after explaining his intentions, the other party promised to help contact the patient, asking not to take pictures and record recordings, but to chat.

After several negotiations, he finally met a young patient, who had just been diagnosed with leukemia, and Ding Cheng came to the small garden to get close to a cancer patient for the first time.

"Are you an actor?" Xiao Qi looked at Ding Cheng curiously after hearing what he meant, and asked, "Why are you chatting with me?"

Ding Cheng sat next to him, without the slightest concealment, and simply introduced the movie to be filmed, and said sincerely: "The director hopes that the whole society can pay attention to the problem of difficulty in seeing a doctor, especially for seriously ill patients, and my role is also a leukemia patient." ”

Xiao Qi's eyes lit up, and a rare smile appeared on his pale face: "I like Director Xu's movies very much, since that's the case, don't hesitate to ask!"

Ding Cheng took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and said, "Just start from you know the condition, right?"

"It was February 1, 2018, when I was 25 years old and I was first diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia M5. Xiao Qi was silent for a long time, and recalled in a low voice: "I only saw this disease on TV before, and when the doctor told me the results that day, I couldn't figure it out when I was killed......

"Isn't it just a cold and fever, why did it become leukemia!"

"Doctor, did you check wrong?" Xiao Qi smiled bitterly: "This sentence may have been my most instinctive and powerless way to save myself at that time, but the miracle did not happen, the doctor's answer was yes, and the cancerous cells have invaded the bone marrow, and the transplant is my only hope to live." ”

"I remember clearly at the time, 15 days later, it was Chinese New Year's Eve......"

Ding Cheng stared at the other party's face, although he couldn't record it, but he felt the change in emotion with his heart. Looking back on the first audition, the situation was basically the same, mainly shock and anger.

But after accepting the reality, the emotions will definitely find a change, and this is the point of experiencing life.

"To this day, I have done my 8th chemotherapy treatment. After speaking, he slowly took off his hat, the original black is now sparse, and the rest is also yellow and forked, and he said helplessly: "The next chemotherapy will be completely bald and strong!"

Ding Cheng was speechless, he really couldn't think of comforting words, so he could only listen calmly. Xiao Qi put on his hat again, a little cold and flu can be fatal, and said calmly: "Every time I pack my luggage and go home to recuperate, say goodbye to my patients, when will I see you next time, and whether I can see it or not, in fact, we don't know." ”

"The oldest person in the ward was in his 70s, and the youngest was only 15 years old. Since last year, I have sent 12 patients away, and two of them are ...... I watched people go."

The garden began to wind, Ding Cheng helped him back to the hospital corridor, and continued: "The first time I was hospitalized, I was arranged in bed 18, and an old grandmother was in bed 16, with a pale face and did not eat or drink. ”

"I was so overwhelmed by the environment in the ward that I never dared to look at this old woman, so I could only cry and apply for a change of ward. As a result, as soon as she came out of the ward, the grandmother left the next day. ”

A wave of despair shrouded Ding Cheng, in front of him was just a young man in his early twenties, the same age as himself, life had just begun, but now he was about to face death?

After speaking, Xiao Qi finally couldn't help it, his eyes were red, and he choked up: "The first time I was discharged from the hospital and went home, it was the day when most of the migrant workers returned, the streets were full of people, and there were people in a hurry everywhere, and everyone was working hard for the future. ”

"I look at the world outside the car window, and compared to them, I don't dare to think about where my future is, and maybe even no future at all!"

"Why me?"

"I'm just an ordinary peasant kid!"

In the end, he cried, Ding Cheng hugged each other tightly, words no longer had any effect, he only hoped that the warmth of the hug could give him a moment of comfort.

Finally calmed down, Xiao Qi patted Ding Cheng with his hand, slowly stood up and said, "I'll take you back to the ward to sit down." ”

Room 316, 2 beds, the ward was very dark, the curtains were tightly sealed, and there was some kind of pungent smell of medicine in the air. There were also three patients who were very curious when they saw outsiders coming.

"Are you really an actor?"

"Is there really a director who wants to film us with this disease?"

After hearing their intentions, everyone was very excited, for them, their visit was like a force, so that the dead silence was temporarily forgotten.

Xiao Liu, who was only eighteen years old, was the most excited, and said excitedly: "Don't look at my young age, from the age of twelve to the present, I have lived for six years!"

"It's a pity that I'm not an actor, otherwise my experience would definitely be a good movie to tell!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and Ding Cheng had a rare opportunity to contact more patients, so he hurriedly asked. Xiao Liu drank saliva and said with great interest: "A chemotherapy treatment takes four to seven days, two bottles of medicine every day, one bottle takes six hours, and the number of grams of medicine is also selected according to the patient's height and weight. ”

"After my first chemotherapy treatment, I didn't listen to the doctor's precautions, which led to esophageal and lung infections, and large ulcers in the mouth, gums and tongue. In order to eat, I can only ask the doctor to prescribe anesthetics, and after paralyzing my mouth, I can only drink some liquid food while crying, which hurts!"

Then I slowly got used to it, and after the third chemotherapy, the body's reaction suddenly became obvious, nausea and retching, hair loss and peeling, and the nails would inexplicably break off when they were halfway long. ”

"At the beginning, the indwelling needle became PICC, which simply means that a tube is implanted from a vein, 6 cm is exposed, and 49 cm is implanted to reach the major artery of the heart, so that the damage to the blood vessels of the whole body is relatively small. ”

After speaking, he pointed to the thin arm full of needle eyes, and laughed at himself: "At that time, it was as if something had taken away the strength, and the whole person was like a pickled cucumber......"

"Completely wilted!"

Ding Cheng carefully recorded that this is a very important mental state, and Lu Chuanjun in the movie is also an old patient who has been fighting for many years, and he must have experienced this treatment process, and his body directly affects his mental outlook, and this time it was not in vain.

Xiao Qi interjected: "It hurts the most during chemotherapy, it hurts so much that it makes you cry, hundreds of needles are directly pierced into the bones, and the feeling is worse than death." ”

"Every time I wake up, I spend every day in giving up and persevering. I really want to live, I don't want my parents to send black-haired people ......"

"80-year-old grandfather, 70-year-old grandmother, 55-year-old father and mother, plus a girlfriend who has been inseparable from me for less than a year......"

"Although we will slowly accept the final result in our hearts, I ...... in the face of family affection and love that we can't give up."

At this point, everyone fell silent, and the entire ward fell silent. Ding Cheng didn't speak, he quietly experienced, and the most intuitive feeling was two words:

Despair!