Chapter 5: She has stomach cancer

Under everyone's burning gaze, Bai Yisu was embarrassed, held his forehead and laughed dryly, stood up and walked towards the stage. As soon as she went up, a young lady in a burgundy dress presented her with a golden trophy, Bai Yisu was puzzled, had she ever won any awards, and the editor-in-chief didn't tell her? She took the trophy blankly, squeezed out an unnatural smile, and then the award lady withdrew. Zuo Yi held the microphone and stared down at Bai Yisu, Bai Yisu lowered his head, rubbed his index finger against the shining golden trophy, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and then, a deep and tense male voice sounded in her ears, "Is what I said boring?" Bai Yisu was stunned for a while, "No, very, very ......" before he finished speaking, "Poof!" "The venue, which was extremely quiet at first, boiled instantly! There are even writers who take out their phones for a quick photo. The reporter outside the door was so excited to hear such a movement that he broke down the door, but what caused such a big movement?

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Before the words were finished, Bai Yisu vomited and then fainted, Zuo Yi was stunned, his breathing stopped, and everything stopped.

Photographer, editor-in-chief, mixer, writer, editor-in-charge... All the people hugged the stage, helped Bai Yisu, and rescued him.

Termination of the plot.

——In the Third Hospital of the city, Bai Yisu was carried by the doctors, and the doctors wearing masks ran wildly, "Drip, drip, drip...... A group of doctors and nurses hurried to the operating room. The water in the bottle was dripping slowly, people's hearts were pounding, and the rescuers were gasping for breath. Half an hour, an hour and a half, three hours, five hours...... The operation time is getting longer and longer, and the people who are waiting for Bai Yisu have the editor-in-chief, and unexpectedly, there is still Zuo Yi.

The people outside the operating room were anxious, the editor-in-chief walked back and forth in the hall, Zuo Yi sat on a chair in the hall frowning and waiting, and outside the hospital, there were reporters who were eager to get useful news, and the helpless soda and the excited Zuo Sihuo.

Seven hours, like seven years. An old doctor with silver hair and gold-rimmed glasses walked out of the operating room, he sighed lightly, and the editor-in-chief hurriedly stepped forward, "Doctor, doctor!" Yisu her, her, how's it going! "Silence," said! Why don't you speak! "The doctor put down the editor-in-chief's hand" family, the patient's family, her family" family, the family, hehe, the patient's family, nowhere to be seen, "I am her friend, the best best friend!" The editor-in-chief shook the doctor's arm. At this time, Zuo Yi rushed forward, "I'm her brother" The doctor looked at Zuo Yi, "Okay, come with me." The editor-in-chief said to Zuo Yi with bloodshot eyes: "You must find out about Yisu's condition" Zuo Yi nodded, and then walked away with the doctor.

"Young man, since you are the brother of this girl, then I will say it directly." Zuo Yi took a deep breath and nodded, "She has stomach cancer" Zuo Yi's body turned pale for a while, "How old is the patient?" Zuo Yi's nerves tensed again, and he recalled that the introduction in the book seemed to be 24 or 25"24. The doctor was surprised and then sighed, "How old is this child, she had stomach cancer at the age of 24, your family must be responsible, since it is the early stage, you must find a way to treat it, and later you will need surgery, chemotherapy, radiotherapy, and traditional Chinese medicine treatment to cure, such a white and tender girl must not be ruined!" No matter how expensive it is, don't give up! And it's better for the patient to know his illness, but it's better not to tell too many people and hurt the girl's self-esteem" Zuo Yi's face was cold, his bony hands trembled, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: He wants to cure her!

The reporters slowly retreated, the fans slowly disappeared, everyone left, and only Zuo Yi and the editor-in-chief were with Bai Yisu at the critical time.

Zuo Yi walked out of the doctor's office with gloomy eyes, and the editor-in-chief rushed forward, "How is it?" What do you think! What kind of illness did she have? Zuo Yi looked at the editor-in-chief, "You are her friend", and the editor-in-chief was crazy, "I am her friend!" Best best friend! All the things she is willing to tell me are the best friend! Zuo Yi paused, "She has stomach cancer." The tone was flat, the word "stomach cancer" was said lightly, and the actual Zuo Yi's heart was panicked, and when the editor-in-chief heard this, the sky thundered! The editor-in-chief said with a crying voice, "Can it be cured?" "In the early days, if she can be cured, I will help her." At this moment, the editor-in-chief was in tears, "Let's help her together!" The voice was trembling, "Tell Yisu?" She has a strong sense of respect. "Tell her that sooner or later she will have to face it." Immediately, the editor-in-chief nodded lightly and hunched down the stairs. Zuo Yi in the back stood in place dumbfounded.

Zuo Yi left halfway due to the company's affairs, and the editorial department was also in urgent need of the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief used to know Jiang Zhe and knew that he was the person Bai Yisu relied on the most, so he called Jiang Zhe and told Jiang Zhe everything. Jiang Zhe frantically turned around and turned to the third hospital of the city on the way to the night market with his mother, Jiang Zhe's mother was also anxious when she learned that her future daughter-in-law had stomach cancer, like ants on a hot pot, "Let's go!" Jiang Zhe hurry up! Jiang Zhe's mother was sweating anxiously, as if it was her daughter who was lying on the hospital bed now.

Soon, Jiang Zhe's mother and son quickly rushed to the hospital, the door of ward 327 was opened, although the ward was extremely luxurious, the lifeless people on the ward did not have a little blood, the pale face was terrifyingly white, the hands of the wooden stick were on both sides, the deep eye bags made the whole person look even weaker, and the thin lips blended with the white wall to make the whole room more terrifying and lifeless. Jiang Zhe saw that Bai Yisu, who was usually healthy and lively, had changed like this, his heart was a little unbearable, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, but Jiang Zhe's mother was not like this, she quickly ran to the hospital bed, squatted down, and then held Bai Yisu's skinny hand tightly, "Yisu! Bai Yisu! Wake up and take a look at Auntie! Mother Jiang's hands were also trembling, "Yisu! Oh my Yisu! Jiang Zhe behind him stepped forward, "Mom, can you calm down?" You can't wake up if you shout like that. Mother Jiang was stunned.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap. Jiang's mother's hand hit her face hard, and Jiang Zhe was obviously blinded, "Mom, Mom." Mother Jiang panted heavily, her chest rising and falling, "You, don't you want Yisu!" I'm telling you! In addition to this Bai Yisu! I don't want a daughter-in-law! After finishing speaking, he rushed out of the ward, leaving Jiang Zhe alone.

Jiang Zhe stood firmly in place, looking at Bai Yisu with confused eyes, he was helpless. Mom, it's not that I don't want her anymore, it's that I can't afford it.

Ten long and torturous hours passed. Bai Yisu still showed no signs of soberness. At three o'clock in the morning, Bai Yisu was still lying quietly on the bed, Jiang Zhe was standing on the balcony of the ward looking at the silent city, miraculously still smoking, he had not touched a cigarette in 26 years. And today, he made an exception.

- Century House, at three o'clock in the morning, at the same time, on the wide balcony, Zuo Yi smoked a cigarette and stared at the beautiful and lonely night scene below, unable to sleep for a long time, thinking about the "sister" who had stomach cancer, maybe, it was that momentary righteousness and courage that made him take on the heavy responsibility of treating her, I don't know if she is awake now? Picked up the mobile phone and was about to call Jiang Zhe's phone but his hand stopped on the dial button, will it disturb? Thinking like this, he put away his phone again and told him not to think about her, he would always wake up anyway, so why torture himself? Lying on the bed and closing his eyes to recuperate, 5 minutes later, Zuo Yi had already gone downstairs and sat in the driver's seat. Yes, still rest assured.

The Century House is still quite far from the Third Hospital of the City, but Zuo Yi quickly rushed to the Third Hospital of the City 15 minutes later.