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Chapter Twenty-Six: Suddenly (I)

Ten fingers jump and intertwine on the keyboard, and just looking at it is also a visual treat.

Time settles down minute by minute, like sand in the Ganges.

Bai An lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes soaked in ink perched quietly, sometimes stretching slightly, occasionally revealing a clear blue and translucent look.

The sun rising, hanging high, setting in the west, and setting seemed to have nothing to do with him.

The door opened softly, and someone walked in, and some carefully closed it.

“……”

"Ann... Xiao An... It's time to eat. ”

Bai An heard the familiar voice in his ears, and subconsciously turned his head, his eyes still with a little dazedness that could not be changed.

Ye Wanran was a little helpless, habitually reached out and touched his forehead, and sighed and took it back.

"It's a little hot again...... Xiao An, Aunt Ye has no objection to you doing your own thing, but you must also be in some moderation......" She squatted down her knees slightly, so that her eyes were level with Bai An: "If you don't care about your body like this, Aunt Ye can only hand over your computer." ”

Bai An came to his senses and tried the temperature on his face, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

The concentration of writing is so great that the obvious physical discomfort is not felt.

This is not the first time this has been done.

He was also a little speechless in his heart, so he had to beg for mercy and smiled at Ye Wanran: "Aunt Ye...... I don't dare in the future, and I will never do it again. ”

"There's really nothing scary about chemotherapy," Bai An's eyes were very relaxed, and he teased and comforted Ye Wanran: "You can also take out beauty salons." ”

"Beauty salon?" Ye Wanran shook his head, obviously used to the skin nature that had been revealed since he was sick.

Bai An looked at her with a smile: "Yes, haven't you noticed that my skin has become a lot whiter these days?"

"That's bloodless!" she was angry and funny: "You have forgotten the pain of the scar, and you have forgotten all the uncomfortable energy at the beginning!"

After a series of diagnoses by industry experts, Bai An's lung cancer has been 100% diagnosed by the hospital.

Hereditary lung cancer, and it is inherited from one generation to another, this kind of cancer is extremely rare in the entire Huayi Empire.

Knowing this news undoubtedly made Ye Wanran and Lin Yuan's luck fall into the abyss all of a sudden.

Since then, during the time of Bai An's chemotherapy, Ye Wanran carried Bai An's life almost every day, personally running between various hospitals, and also needed to accompany Bai An, who did not have any relatives by his side, to deliver meals and help find books.

When she returned home in the evening, she emailed the treatment status and photos of the day to doctors who had experience in treatment abroad, and then kept checking the emails received during the day, and finally sorted out the child's consultation.

The next morning, she freshened up and dressed up again and rushed to the hospital in her best condition.

Bai An didn't know all these things, but even the part he saw with his eyes and heart was enough to be a reason to respect this Aunt Ye.

Many mothers are unable to do this for their children.

As for Bai An himself, the illness did not bring any threat to his life, his mood was as tough as ever, and he even had the leisure to deliberately train himself to maintain a smile of inertia.

As mentioned in the foreword, in order to be able to carry out the operation smoothly, Bai An began his three-course chemotherapy experience from August 1.

From the second day of chemotherapy, his reaction was extremely strong under the dual stimulation of the system and the drug.

Vomiting and even vomiting blood, unable to eat, accompanied by a strong cough.

And it turns out that the potential for human resilience is terrifying.

On the third day, the fourth day, and later, he was even used to vomiting and dizziness, and he could still have the leisure to joke while feeling uncomfortable, and in the process of completing the first work, he was ashamed of his painstaking efforts.

Bai An held the lunch box and chewed slowly.

It's not that I've changed sex, it's that I really don't have an appetite, but I have to behave.

Ye Wanran frowned: "Eat more, how many pounds have you lost?"

"It's just a pound a day. Bai An looked at him left and right: "This beauty salon also has its own weight loss effect." ”

"Lose a pound a day," Ye Wanran's eyes turned red suddenly, pinching the shoulder he touched to the bone and shaking: "Then you calculate by yourself how much meat you have lost in total after three courses of treatment!"

Bai An's smile faded, and he lowered his head and said to himself reluctantly: "This beauty salon is a bit terrifying...... That's it......"

Ye Wanran glared at him fiercely.

Bai An pickled down and honestly grilled rice.

The night is getting darker.

After accompanying Bai An for a while, Ye Wanran, who was still waiting downstairs with the driver, hurried to a meeting that had to be present.

Bai An, who just wanted to continue typing, thought of her instructions to rest earlier, and her hand was a meal.

Sighing, for the first time in seven days, he put away his computer so early.

Relaxed, teased Xiao Yueyue, told the little girl a few fairy tales, and then looked at the Northeast tune with Old Man Zhang.

With Bai An's IQ, he learned Northeast dialect in half a month, and there was no sense of disobedience in the eyes of outsiders.

Now he can talk boldly with confidence.

One old and one young talked, and when they were happy, their faces turned red, and they even coughed together.

It's just that Bai An's cough is heavy, but Zhang Artillery's breath is already very shallow.

Mr. Zhang's treatment is good, and his cultivation is almost the same, according to the doctor's words, he will be discharged from the hospital in a few days.

His five children are the happiest, they are all ordinary small households, all they earn are hard-earned money, and they can save less than they can save excess, and they always fight openly and secretly for this hospitalization fee on weekdays, and they take turns to take care of them, they all feel that it is a burden, and their attitude towards their own father is not very good.

Illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread, once the old man hurts his body, it is the most difficult to raise.

This time, Old Man Zhang's illness is almost cured, but everyone is happy.

Bai Anting looked down on the children of the Zhang family, but he was also happy for the old man.

The hospital is really not a good place, he hopes that the old man will never come again, and when he is well, he will not want to come to the tired one-acre and three-point again.

With an itchy throat, Mr. Zhang drank a saliva to moisten it, took a cup, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he coughed a few times.

I feel like I have phlegm from the inside, and it's uncomfortable to hang on.

He sighed, "Hmm-" and tried to spit out the phlegm, but failed.

The thick phlegm was so choked in the throat, and it couldn't go up or down, and some of it choked on the trachea.

The old man coughed violently.

The middle-aged second son behind him hurriedly patted the old man's vest.

Old Man Zhang coughed non-stop, one voice was heavier than the other, and he wanted to make his lungs sound like a sonorous sound.

The second son sighed, frowned and complained: "What's going on!" said that he was going to help the old man get the water cup on the bedside.

Bai An, who was directly opposite, suddenly changed his face and rushed up!

PS: Fenglou went to get two shots of rabies vaccine by himself, and I heard that he had to get two shots, and within half a year, Fenglou was not afraid of any animal scratching, so he came back and decided to officially adopt the little guy, well, I gave him the nickname directly to make a name, and the little guy is called Zero Egg.

Ahem, from now on, Fenglou will also be a person who raises the system~

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]