"Tomorrow, you can do a full body check-up," Su Junxi said after waiting for a long time on the other end of the phone.

"Why?" Tang Yu folded down the text and felt that Su Junxi had something to hide from him.

"You didn't tell me something?"

"No," Su Junxi denied. "It's time for you to have a routine physical checkup, I've been a little idle lately, and besides, you've had a terrible year this year, so I want to help you get a check-up earlier, but it's just to draw blood, what's the matter, you're scared?"

"I know," Tang Yu hung up the phone, he still had a lot of things to do, and only by finishing these things could he spare some time tomorrow.

Suddenly, he covered his stomach, it was really uncomfortable, he sat like this, sat for a long time, and it was better, and he also thought that he seemed to have forgotten to eat today. Forget it, that's it, let's talk about it when it's done, just eat some casually in the evening, he's not too hungry, it's still important to work.

As for his wife, he hadn't seen her for a long time, it seemed that he had gone shopping again, and the money was like running water, he pursed his thin lips sarcastically, if he didn't make more money, how could he raise such a woman.

He can spend hundreds of thousands a day. If she continues to spend like this, even if there are mountains of gold and silver, she will one day be wiped out.

He was so tired, so hard, just to have more money to support that woman.

Pouring himself a glass of water, he sat down, opened the drawer, and just wanted to smoke a cigarette, but as soon as he saw the piles of Wen Jiàn on the table, he didn't want to do anything, drank a few sips of water, and he started to work again, even if he stayed in the company for a day, the woman couldn't care about him.

And he didn't think about his concern.

To put it bluntly, he was like that to her, and he didn't expect people to treat him well.

There can't be a second woman in this world, like Bai Mengyao, who pays for him without complaint or regret. And there is no possibility of a second Bai Mengyao in this world, his Yaoyao is dead, and Tang Yu's heart is dead.

He didn't get home until three o'clock in the middle of the night, and the house was dark, turned on the light, there was no one in the living room, there was no one, even if there were people, now they are all sleeping, how can there be a person waiting for him to get off work late, there are a bunch of garbage snacks on the table, a pair of high heels are thrown in the living room at will, the sofa is full of dirty clothes, and there are hourly female workers who come to clean up every day, but why is it still so dirty.

He walked into the kitchen, took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, just wanted to heat it, only to find that the microwave oven was broken, it seemed to be broken for several days, he opened the pot, threw the bottle directly into the water, and leaned against the kitchen wall like this, he put his hand on his waist, strange, why does his waist hurt so much, very uncomfortable, maybe he has been sitting for too long recently, he opened the pot, took out the milk from the pot, it is still a little cold, will drink it like this.

Drinking milk, and his heart is very cold, he doesn't know how long this will pass, in fact, he can't even live a day now,

Dragging his tired body, he opened the door, this is his current room, but it is a study room that has been changed, and there is a bed in it, he is sometimes tired from work, so he rests on it, this home is not a home for a long time, at most it can only be a hotel where he comes back to rest when he is tired.

The next day, when he got up early in the morning, he felt very uncomfortable, it has been like this recently, he frowned, he always felt that something was not right, today Su Junxi went over to ask him to do a full body examination, and he knew that there must be a problem. Taking out a cigarette, he went out to the balcony and smoked it.

He didn't want to mention it, he didn't want to think about it, so he just smoked it one by one.

Chen Linlin just stretched out her hand to him when she saw him.

"How much?" Tang Yuzhen knew that this woman reached out to ask for money.

"One hundred thousand," Chen Linlin stroked her long wavy hair, "I saw a bag, I like it." ”

"You're my husband, what's the matter, isn't it right to raise me?"

Tang Yuzhen just sarcastically pulled the corner of his lower lip, he took out a card from himself and threw it to her.

Yes, he is a husband, and it is right to raise her.

"I won't thank you," Chen Linlin kissed the card in her hand, stepped on her high heels and went out happily, without noticing Tang Yu's very bad face, he was responsible for making money to give her flowers, but did she care about his husband once, whether he had eaten, whether he had drunk, and even, whether he was tired, whether he was uncomfortable.

In the hospital, Tang Yuzhen pressed his hand on his arm, he sat expressionlessly, and did not even blink his eyes when facing those examinations. Even after drawing so much blood, he still didn't even blink his eyes, and some of the tests were even very painful, but he still maintained the same expression.

Su Junxi stood outside the door, and he flipped through the information in his hand again, the same, exactly the same.

He even opened the door weakly, and when he saw Tang Yu Folded inside, his face was complicated.

Tang Yu put his hand down, he was no longer bleeding, he took out a cigarette and wanted to smoke, but it turned out that it was a hospital.

"It's okay, you can smoke it," Su Junxi walked over and stretched out his hand, "Give me one too." ”

Tang Yu gave him a look, he also smoked one, and the two men were smoking, but they didn't say anything

It wasn't until after a cigarette was smoked that Tang Yu turned to Su Junxi, who had always been silent, and told me, what is the disease.

"You guessed it?" Su Junxi smiled bitterly, "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you, and I can't confirm it before, so I asked you to come over again and do a systematic inspection, but the result is the same twice." ”

He will put it on Tang Yuzhen's shoulder, clenching it hard, even very tightly.

"Yu Zhe, I will help you go through the hospitalization procedures today, and there is no way to delay your illness."

"Okay," Tang Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth, but it hurt his heart, "Incurable disease?" ”

"No," Su Junxi stood up, not knowing how to say it, "It's better than a terminal illness, but it's also very troublesome, I said, can you support it?" Su Junxi wanted to determine Tang Yu's psychological endurance, but it seemed that he was thinking too much. Tang Yuzhen, after all, it is Tang Yuzhen, if his psychological endurance is not good, he would not have been able to be a special soldier in the first place, that kind of soldier is not an ordinary soldier, whether it is physical or psychological, it is very strict.