A woman is a very strange animal, Chen Siyan was crying a lot just now, but now she is smiling and chatting with Ye Xin in full swing.

The family members of the patients next to them, especially the male family members, looked at this side, and even one person cut his finger when he was peeling an apple.

Chen Siyan kept asking Ye Xin questions, asking those places abroad that were fun, what was delicious, etc., Ye Xin could answer them one by one, and would also tell some interesting experiences abroad.

At this time, Qin Zhiyuan came back and said to Yang Chen: "I have arranged it, and I will take Yanyan to dinner together in the evening." ”

"Okay!" Yang Chen nodded, looked at Chen Siyan, who was chatting with Ye Xin, and pulled Qin Zhiyuan out.

"Dean, how is my little sister's condition now?" Yang Chen asked.

Qin Zhiyuan couldn't help but sigh and said, "Leukemia is a disease, it is very troublesome to say that it is troublesome, but it is very simple to say. Last month, a girl with leukemia was basically cured after a month of chemotherapy. But like Yanyan, chemotherapy for nearly two days can only delay the disease, and it won't work at all!"

Yang Chen frowned.

"Chemotherapy is the most torturous, after chemotherapy, she can't eat for several days, can only eat some liquid food, and may vomit at any time. Watching her get thinner and weaker, I feel uncomfortable. ”

Looking at Qin Zhiyuan, Yang Chen knew that this old man had already taken on too much for them.

"What about the bone marrow transplant?" Yang Chen asked.

Qin Zhiyuan shook his head, "I've already tried it once, and the transplant is my own bone marrow, but the effect is not good, and it rebounded quickly." Now doctors suggest that it is best to match someone else, but it is expensive. ”

"Then let's start preparing!" Yang Chen handed the bank card to Qin Zhiyuan and said, "The place where you called me today is going to recruit bodyguards, and I asked them for an annual salary of one million, and you can take it to treat my little sister first." ”

"That's great!" Qin Zhiyuan was overjoyed, took the bank card and said excitedly: "Then I'll pay the bill now and tell the doctor to start queuing!"

Yang Chen nodded, looking at the old man running fast, his nose was pantothenic again.

Yang Chen returned to the ward and wanted to talk to Chen Siyan first, but he found that he couldn't interject at all, and the two women were chattering about some topics that he couldn't understand.

When Chen Siyan heard that she was going out to eat, she immediately asked Ye Xin to put on makeup for her, and she wanted to go out beautifully.

Therefore, Yang Chen was kicked out.

Coming to the garden outside, Yang Chen found a place to sit down, lit a cigarette, and smoked slowly.

When he was abroad, Yang Chen used his medical skills to save his companions countless times. However, in the face of his tortured little sister, he can't do anything, which is a bad feeling.

He can save others, but he can't save his little sister. Symptoms like this kind of hematopoietic stem cell problem, Yang Chen is helpless.

At this time, Yang Chen noticed an old man quietly coming to the garden.

He looked left and right, as if to check his surroundings.

When he saw Yang Chen, his eyes flashed with joy, and he hurriedly ran over, and said with a smile on his face: "Young man, give me a cigarette?"

Yang Chen couldn't help but smile, it turned out that this old man was addicted to smoking.

As a common enthusiast, Yang Chen naturally would not be stingy, so he took a cigarette for the old man and lit it.

The old man took a deep breath, exhaled a thick smoke, and sighed: "Baisha, good thing, few young people nowadays smoke this." ”

Yang Chen smiled and said, "I'm used to it." ”

"You're here to see a patient?" asked the old man.

"Hmm!"

"Can't help sneaking out for a cigarette?"

Yang Chen thought about it and smiled helplessly: "Sort of!"

"Alas, these people are really, they don't let me smoke a cigarette, and I guess I'll be suffocated to death before I die of illness!" the old man complained.

Yang Chen glanced at the old man and said, "This cigarette is a good thing, when you have troubles, you can smoke it and relieve your worries, but you must not rely on him." When it's time to quit, you must quit immediately, otherwise you will have endless trouble!"

The old man was stunned and said with a smile: "You young man, you look like a philosopher, how can you quit this cigarette if you want to?"

Yang Chen took the last puff, crushed the cigarette butt and stood up, and said, "As long as you want to, there is nothing you can't do." Old man, you have a little problem with your right lung, it's better to smoke less!"

After speaking, Yang Chen turned around and walked out of the garden.

The old man stared at Yang Chen's back, his brows tightened, and he took one puff after another of the cigarettes in his hand, and soon finished smoking.

Throwing away the cigarette butt, the old man smacked his mouth, felt that it was not enough, turned his head, and was immediately overjoyed.

On a wicker chair, there was a box of half-smoked white sand cigarettes, and a cheap lighter.

This is what Yang Chen left behind.

The old man picked up the cigarette and lit another one, smoked it deliciously, and said with a smile: "This young man, I like it!"

However, he was a little curious, how did this young man know that he had a problem with his right lung?

I was hospitalized here because of vasculitis, not because of lung problems. When he was younger, he had tuberculosis once, and later he got better, but the problem remained. In addition, he is a big smoker and has serious lung problems. But he just can't quit smoking, and when his family is not paying attention, he will sneak out to smoke, just like now.

"Dad, why are you smoking again!" A middle-aged man strode over, with an anxious face, walked up to the old man, took the cigarette out of the old man's mouth, and scolded: "Why are you disobedient, the doctor has said, you smoke now is absolutely smoking a cigarette to live one less day, don't die!"

The old man pursed his lips and said, "What are you afraid of, anyway, Lao Tzu has lived enough, enough for this!"

"You, you're really going to be angry with me, Dad!" The middle-aged man was so angry that he confiscated the cigarette case and lighter in the old man's hand.

"Who gave you the cigarette again?" let me know that I won't be able to spare him!" the middle-aged man said indignantly.

"It was a young man, wearing a black T-shirt, washed white blue jeans, black Converse shoes, and the soles were clean. Wheat complexion, more than one meter eight meters tall, looks very handsome, it seems to be in the ward building here. The old man said in one breath.

If Yang Chen was here, he would definitely be surprised that in such a short period of contact, the old man remembered so many of his characteristics.

The middle-aged man was helpless for a while, and said, "Dad, you really want me to go to someone else to settle accounts!"

"No, you go and help me find him, I have something to ask him. The old man said with a serious face.

The middle-aged man knew his father's temper, and once he became serious, he was down to business, "Is there anything wrong?"

The old man took a deep breath and could feel a tingling pain in his right lung, "This young man is not simple, he just glanced at me, and he could see that there was something wrong with my right lung." ”