Waiting is one of the most common states in the world.

Some waiting, accompanied by joy and hope, is like what happened in Shenghua Hospital.

And there are sickness and endless suffering.

In Zhonghai City, another hospital, among the three hospitals.

Vice Dean Wu Jing was sitting in the office, biting her lips and staring nervously at the TV screen.

Originally, she was supposed to accompany her old classmate Lin Ruohan to cheer for Tang Xie at the scene, but there were too many patients in the hospital, so she had to stay in the hospital just in case.

A few minutes earlier, the inspector had just walked into the operating room for a final evaluation.

The atmosphere was scorching for a while.

At this moment, a small nurse suddenly broke in outside the door.

"What's wrong?"

Wu Jing made no secret of her anger.

The little nurse's face was ugly and panting: "Dean Wu, there is a patient in the inpatient department who wants to commit suicide!"

"What!"

With a bang, Wu Jing jumped up, "Take me quickly!"

The two rushed to the inpatient department as fast as they could.

In one of the general wards, a patient with a grim expression was holding a pair of scissors against his throat.

His muscles had stiffened, so much so that the scissors dug into his skin slightly, and a gushing streak of blood flowed out.

"Mr. Zhang, don't mess around!"

"Yes, your illness can still be saved, don't do stupid things!"

"Be obedient and put the scissors down, okay?"

Many doctors and nurses gathered around, trying to calm the patient's emotions, but unfortunately to little avail.

Wu Jing didn't care about her image, and quickly squeezed into the ward.

"Mr. Zhang, don't think about it, put down the scissors, let's sit down and talk about any problems. ”

In the end, he is the head of the first house, although he said the same content, but his tone was calm, and there was a kind of calming power.

However, this Mr. Zhang's mood is close to collapse, and it is obviously impossible to calm down by relying on a sentence or two.

Mr. Zhang didn't put down the scissors, and said in a weak voice: "I'm terminally ill, and if I live, it will only add countless burdens to my family, Dean Wu, I know that you are a good person, and you have exempted me from a lot of medical expenses, but I am an ordinary family, and I can't let my wife and children bear a lifetime of debt because of my illness!"

Speaking of the back, Mr. Zhang's voice was already crying.

Around, many doctors and nurses also had red circles under their eyes and secretly wiped away their tears.

Wu Jing took a deep breath and said, "I can understand your distress, but you should also think about what your wife is trying to save you for." ”

"I understand ......"

Mr. Zhang's face was pale, "But I have cancer, and no matter how much money I spend, I can't save it!"

In the bed of the hospital bed, there was a medical slip with two words clearly written on it, lung cancer.

In fact, there are two more words, which the hospital has always concealed and did not add in consideration of the patient's emotions.

Advanced!

For Mr. Zhang, everything his family has done for him is just to let him stay in this world for a while longer.

He can't do it!

So, he chose to put an end to it himself.

"No, even if it's cancer, you can save it!" Wu Jing said suddenly.

"Dean Wu, you don't need to comfort me anymore, I know ......"

"Move the TV next door, quick!"

Wu Jing interrupted suddenly, and at the same time, commanded several nurses to act quickly.

A 40-inch color TV was installed in the ward in half a minute.

"Mr. Zhang, what I want you to see next will be a miracle in the history of medicine, and it will also be a miracle that happened to you. ”

Although the voice was calm, Wu Jing held the hand of the remote control, but trembled slightly nervously.

Tang Xie, that elixir of yours, you must succeed!

With a silent thought in her mind, Wu Jing turned on the TV.

In the picture, the test data happened to be in Fang Kaiyun's hands, and looking at his expression, he was obviously very excited.

Wu Jing's eyes couldn't help but tremble.

"The patient in charge of Tang Xie has greatly reduced the activity of cancer cells, which is by far the most effective of all anti-cancer drugs. ”

On TV, the silence in the entire hall could be heard, only Fang Kaiyun was alone, his body trembled slightly, and he was uncontrollable excited, "No, I may be too conservative to say this, it should be said that this elixir of Tang Xie declares that the history of human anti-cancer is completely over!"

The words fell like thunder, sweeping the audience.

Everyone felt their bodies tremble, and their blood was boiling hot.

"May I ask if this pill is effective for all cancers?"

Suddenly, a reporter in the media raised his hand to ask a question.

At this time, Tang Xie had already walked out of the operating room, smiled and nodded: "Yes, in front of Little Nirvana Dan, all cancers have nothing to hide. ”

Little Nirvana!

This is exactly the name of the pill, as the name suggests, the pill means nirvana rebirth.

"Good name. ”

Fang Kaiyun laughed loudly, "Tang Xie, you call it Little Nirvana, does that mean that there is also an elixir called the Great Nirvana Pill?"

Tang Xie smiled a little embarrassedly: "Not for the time being, but I think there will be one in the future, so I left a follow-up move, and when the elixir with a better texture is refined, I will give the name of the Great Nirvana Pill." ”

"Haha, you're doing a good job of wishful thinking. ”

Fang Kaiyun teased, and everyone showed a knowing smile.

Looking at those smiles, Mr. Zhang in front of the TV was stunned.

"Mr. Zhang, you should have heard of Dr. Tang's name. ”

Wu Jing lowered the volume of the TV, controlled the excitement in her heart, and said, "His little Nirvana Pill can cure your lung cancer." ”

"Really, really?"

"This is what happened just now, it's in Shenghua Hospital, I won't lie to you, and I know Dr. Tang very well, and the price of the drugs he developed will definitely not be too high. ”

"I'm saved?"

This joy came too suddenly, like a fall from the sky, Mr. Zhang was stunned for a long time, and suddenly let go of his hand, the scissors fell, and he cried, "I am really saved!"

Many followed him and shed tears of joy.

"Whew!"

Wu Jing let out a long breath, looked at the TV again, and couldn't help but smile.

took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Ruohan's number.

Moments, inside the lobby of Shenghua Hospital.

Lin Ruohan took the microphone from a reporter's hand and said with a smile: "Just now, my classmates in the Third Hospital told me that there was a lung cancer patient who almost committed suicide because he couldn't resist the pressure of the disease. ”

These words made everyone present feel uplifted and enthusiastic.

The whole hall resounded with incomparably neat applause.

Prolonged.