"Don't tell your uncle!" The first thing that came to my mind was to make a reminder.

"Don't worry! I know the weight. The cousin replied very simply.

"Your uncle's tumor is 6.5 centimeters, which is quite large, and it is malignant. Due to the relatively late discovery, it is now in the middle and late stages. ...... "The more I talked, the lower my voice became.

"Isn't it easy to do surgery, which shows that the situation is not irreversibly bad." Seeing this scene, the cousin hurriedly spoke comfortingly.

"Well, that's all I can think about now." I sighed again, "You should also know that the more advanced and large the cancer, the greater the risk of surgery." I'm so worried right now! I was very scared of what would happen during the surgery. "My voice trembled a little, and it was because I was worried. However, it was precisely because of my cousin's interruption that I was not as nervous as before.

"Did the doctor say anything before the operation?"

"The attending physician said that it was precisely because my father's condition was not very good that the operation was not easy."

"It should be more than that, right?" The cousin said in a skeptical but firm tone, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have signed it!" ”

"You're right, the attending physician assured me that the success rate of the operation was more than 90 percent, otherwise, how could I sign it?"

"Isn't that the end of it, with a success rate of more than 90 percent! What else are you worried about? Hearing this, my cousin didn't even feel confident enough to persuade me.

"You also know that the reputation of the Municipal People's Hospital is not very good. My concern was whether the attending physician would use fake data to trick me into signing. "After I spoke out about my hidden worries, I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

"Could it be that the Municipal People's Hospital accepts all kinds of patients?" The cousin did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Not really, I saw with my own eyes that the attending physician turned away several cancer patients." I replied without thinking.

"That's fine, if there's no certainty, then he'll definitely refuse. Is it necessary for him to deceive you with words? ”

After listening to my cousin's words, I felt very reasonable.

Seeing my expression, my cousin knew that his words had played a huge role, so he hurried to strike while the iron was hot. "I don't think the success rate of more than 90 percent said by the attending physician should be false."

"Well, you're right!" Today, for the first time, I was in a rare good mood, so the tone of my voice was a little more relaxed, "It seems that my mind has fallen into a dead end before." ”

"It's normal, but it's messy if you care!" The cousin showed a very understanding look, "If it were me, then I guess it would be better than you!" ”

Although my cousin was completely in the purpose of comfort and guidance, there was no doubt that his words were like a ray of light, squeezing forcefully into my gray heart, and at once expelled many worries and fears. Of course, my nervousness was inevitable before the surgery was completed, but I never had the same fear as before.

Different operating rooms are also undergoing intense surgeries. There are also patients who have had their items removed, so when the heavy metal door is opened, they will occasionally call out to the patient's family to check on the removed, such as appendicitis surgery. Such a procedure may be to avoid some unclear medical disputes after the incision sutures. Let the patient's family see clearly what was removed from the operation, and not the patient's vital body organs.

I know that when my father has surgery to a certain extent, there will inevitably be such a scene. It's just that I don't know what kind of terrifying existence will be presented in front of us at that time?

At this moment, I wish I could fast-forward time so I could see as quickly as I could see what disgusting honor the abominable tumor that had invaded my father's health. Unfortunately, this wasn't watching a disc, and I had a hard time fast-forwarding. I could only sit there quietly and wait anxiously. People my age would normally feel that time is like an arrow, but now, I can't wait for it to be like an arrow.

As time went on, there were fewer people waiting outside the operating room. In the silent waiting place, a very incongruous and sharp telephone rang suddenly. It turned out that it was my sister who called her brother-in-law and informed us that it was time to go to dinner.

According to the attending physician, the surgery normally lasts until around two o'clock in the afternoon. Therefore, it should be a long time before the end of the surgery. Of course, no one can say for sure about the operation, so we can't all leave. At my insistence, my brother-in-law took my cousin and cousin back to dinner first. Before leaving, my cousin repeatedly told me that he was sorry and that he had to go to work in the afternoon, so he would not come after dinner. My answer, of course, is "it doesn't matter".

I was the only one left in the waiting room. No doctor came out to call the family. In fact, the kind of doing nothing and waiting is quite boring. However, I was worried about my father, but I didn't have the leisure to experience boredom at all. Moreover, at that time, I still hoped to be bored, because the absence of a doctor to "interfere" showed that my father was in no danger in the operating room for the time being.

It's because I want time to flow quickly that it feels like it's a long time. But, finally, the cousin and brother-in-law reappeared. I don't seem to feel so lonely anymore. At the strong suggestion of my cousin and brother-in-law, I reluctantly left the waiting room and went to my sister's house for lunch.

I don't remember much now, how I got to my sister's house, what did I eat at noon? But, I know, I must have used the fastest speed I could. Even so, when I returned to the waiting area outside the operating room, it was still a step too late.

My cousin and brother-in-law told me that my father's tumor had been successfully removed. Just as I was going back for lunch, the attending physician took out the tumor and showed it to them. It feels, it's big, it's scary. It should be seven centimeters. They said that they touched it with their fingers, and it felt hard.

At that time, I couldn't help but feel a faint sense of regret in my heart. Hey, if I had known, I would have gone to lunch first. It's just that the world is unpredictable, and things that have passed cannot be changed in any case. There was nothing I could do but regret a little.

My brother-in-law and cousin also said that at that time, the attending physician asked if you were not there. We said you've gone back for lunch. Looking at the appearance of the attending physician, it seems that he has something to say to you. Therefore, they estimate that after a while, the attending physician may come out again.