Dust in the Wild [5] (5)
Xylophone's heart immediately crumbled, and cool air bubbled out from his body. She asked nervously, what's the matter, is it amazing, is there any danger? Such a good person should have a good reward, why would he get a bad disease.
Dr. Yao sighed, life is impermanent, and fate makes people. No one can guarantee that they will be safe for the rest of their lives. His illness, to put it bluntly, is stomach cancer. Although it is still medium-term, I dare not be overly optimistic. I guess even if I had surgery, I don't dare to guarantee that I will be safe. It's up to him. If you have a broader mind and a stronger body resistance, you may be able to cross this ghost threshold. Who knows.
This unexpected news was like a bucket of cold ice water just brought out of the well, and it fell on the xylophone. Her head was numb and dazed, and she didn't know how to continue the pleasant conversation. Yang Xing also sat stunned, and the feeling in his heart was no different from that of a xylophone.
The eagerness of the banquet fell into a trough. In the end, several people barely managed to maintain this rare reunion, and soon dispersed in a huff.
After Mu Qin and the others ate, they went to the county hospital to visit and comfort the sour jujubes, and then went to the very shabby church to pick up the mother-in-law. When Xylophone and the others returned in a hurry, it was already the second half of the night.
The car was still speeding on the uneven road. The roll raised a rush of dust, like an earth dragon, and rolled towards Beishan Town. This road is not much different from the road conditions when Xylophone first set foot on Beishan Town twenty years ago. On either side are tall poplar trees, and their thick trunks require two people to hug each other. The trunk branches are covered with a thick layer of dust, which looks tired and vicissitudes. From a distance, it looks like two rows of grizzled human walls, lined up to greet every pedestrian passing by. It was a terrible dreary in the car. Xylophone was not in the mood to talk to others. Her mood was completely ruined by the unexpected bad news brought by Dr. Yao, and her head was mixed into a pot of confused porridge.
She believes in Dr. Yao's character and character, and will never joke about such a life-threatening matter. However, from the bottom of her heart, she never believed that Technician Qin would have such a fatal terminal illness. What a kind and optimistic person Technician Qin is, how could he get a terminal illness. Do you really want to tell Dr. Yao about "life is impermanent, fate makes people"? Xylophone doesn't believe in fate. She only believes in her hard work and sweat. After decades of wind, rain, thunder, and freezing, she survived with an unwavering belief. Technician Qin is a good person who has no quarrel with the world, and is the original food and clothing parents of thousands of people in Xinghua Village. Whether in terms of karma, or in terms of temperament and attitude towards the world, he did not deserve such a desperate illness.
From the moment Dr. Yao said that Technician Qin was seriously ill, Xylophone's mind was already in chaos, and it was so messy that it was impossible to sort it out. Along the way, no matter whether Xylophone believed it or not, there was always a voice reminding her that she had to go to the city hospital as soon as possible to check the truth. In the end, Dr. Yao was wrong, or was it really so. Sometimes, she hopes that Dr. Yao is a person who likes to talk about it. Or, Dr. Yao is just an old Chinese medicine doctor, where can he understand Western medicine? It is very difficult to diagnose this cancer without a comprehensive examination by Western medicine. This kind of self-deception and self-consolation has been tormenting the xylophone. She was both full of anticipation and frustration and despair.
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