Yunling Provincial People's Hospital, the office of the director of the Department of Neurology, Director Liu Wenwen looked at the brain image map under the light on the wall, his brows were tightly locked, and his expression was solemn.

The son of the secretary of the provincial party committee, how should I talk about this matter?

Brain CT and magnetic resonance imaging were also done, and the results of the tests all showed that Huang Changyu had a tumor in his skull.

Seeing Liu Wenwen's frowning brows and his expression solemn, Han Haiping, Huang Xiangyi and Huang Changyu, who pushed the door in, couldn't help but sink their hearts suddenly. Han Haiping was even more worried and nervous, and her voice couldn't help but tremble: "Director Liu, how are the test results?" ”

"This ......" Liu Wenwen looked at Huang Changyu with an embarrassed expression when he heard this, he didn't know if he could say this in front of Huang Changyu.

"Director Liu, this is my condition, I have the right to know, you just have to say it." Huang Changyu saw Liu Wenwen looking at him with an embarrassed expression, his heart instantly beat violently, and his hand subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, trying to make himself appear calmer and not panic.

Brain cancer, how many people can face it calmly, not to mention that Huang Changyu is only twenty-four years old this year, and he still has a lot of youth.

"Director Liu, what Changyu said is right, he has the right to know, you just have to say it, we are mentally prepared." Huang Xiangyi is also a doctor, although every year she will witness many patients with serious illness and die, and after a long time, she has gradually become accustomed to it, but today this incident involves her own nephew, although Huang Xiangyi repeatedly wanted to make herself appear calm when she spoke, but her voice couldn't help but tremble a little.

Brain cancer, as a chief cardiovascular doctor, she knows what this means better than Huang Changyu and Han Haiping.

The brain, which is the most complex position of the human body, even if medicine has reached the level it is today, the brain is still an extremely complex mystery about medicine. Open the head, no one is sure what the final result will be!

Liu Wenwen didn't answer, but set his eyes on Han Haiping.

She is Huang Changyu's mother and the wife of the provincial party secretary, and Liu Wenwen must also ask and respect her opinion.

"Just say it, Director Liu." Han Haiping took a deep breath and said, but her ten fingers were already tightly locked into the flesh.

Huang Changyu is her youngest son and her favorite son, she can't imagine what she should do if he has brain cancer? Now she can only hope that Liu Wenwen can pop out of Liu Wenwen's mouth to say that the test results are good, although this possibility seems very small now, but she can't hear it from Liu Wenwen's mouth, she always doesn't give up, and always has a bit of luck.

"The results of the examination were discussed by several experts, and it was preliminarily determined to be glioblastoma multiforme." Seeing that Han Haiping also said the same, Liu Wenwen had to take a deep breath and said in a heavy voice.

What pleomorphism, what glial blasts, Han Haiping didn't understand, but she could understand what the last word "tumor" meant, as soon as she heard the word "tumor" pop out of Dr. Liu Wenwen's mouth, Han Haiping's whole person couldn't help but tremble, and she couldn't keep calm anymore, and said, "Director Liu, are you sure you're right?" How could my son get a brain tumor when he was so young? ”

Saying that, Han Haiping's tears couldn't help but fall.

Although Huang Changyu had guessed from Liu Wenwen's expression just now that the result was probably not very good, he was stunned when he heard the word "tumor".

It was hard for him to accept that he really had a brain tumor! When I used to hear about "tumor" or "cancer", I always felt very far away from myself, but I didn't expect that today I would become the owner of this disease.

"Director Liu, Director Liu, have you really been diagnosed with glioblastoma multiforme?" Huang Xiangyi was also completely frightened by the diagnosis results from the mouth of Dr. Liu Wenwen, and her whole face became pale, but as a doctor, she did not struggle with Huang Changhai like Han Haiping whether she had a brain tumor, she knew that Huang Changyu was the son of the secretary of the provincial party committee, and if the hospital had not been verified in many aspects, she would never dare to say that Huang Changyu had a brain tumor. Now Huang Xiangyi only hopes that the doctor misdiagnosed the type of brain tumor.

Huang Xiangyi is a doctor, she knows that glioblastoma multiforme, also known as malignant astrocytoma, is the most aggressive, poorly differentiated glioma, this kind of tumor grows quickly, the distribution is complex, from the onset to the clinic is generally only three or four months, and even if the operation is not cured at all, it is the most difficult to treat high-grade malignant tumor, and the postoperative survival time is only six months to one year.

"After consultation with many experts in our neurology department, the possibility of glioblastoma multiforme is very high, so you should be mentally prepared." Liu Wenshu replied with a heavy expression.

"What does glioblastoma multiforme mean? Is this tumor serious? Han Haiping, who was in tears, heard the conversation between Huang Xiangyi and Liu Wenwen, and a stronger sense of ominousness surged in her heart, and she endured the fear in her heart and asked in a trembling voice again.

Hearing this, Liu Wenwen turned his attention to Huang Xiangyi, and he saw that Han Haiping was emotional, and he didn't know if he should answer this question truthfully.

Huang Xiangyi didn't give Chief Doctor Liu Wenwen any hints, but hugged Han Haiping with tears in her eyes, and then let go and walked to her nephew, who was still trying to restrain herself, trying to show manly courage and strength, hugged him tightly, and said, "Child, you have to be strong!" I'll call your dad now. ”

"Auntie, I will!" Huang Changyu clenched his fists tightly, but his heart had sunk to the bottomless abyss.

He knew well who his aunt was, she was a doctor, and if the tumor was easily curable, she would certainly not show such a desperate expression.

Han Haiping's mood also sank to the bottomless abyss, but seeing the strong appearance of her son's clenched fists, although her heart was as painful as a knife, she still held back her tears, but showed a little calm, walked over and grabbed her son's hand tightly and comforted: "Child, it's going to be fine, your father will definitely find a way to arrange the best brain surgeon for you." ”

"Hmm." Huang Changyu held his mother's cold and trembling hand, and tears finally couldn't help falling.

He worries about his body, and he worries even more about how his mother will be able to live a strong life once he is gone.

Huang Xiangyi did not call in the office, but only called her brother Huang Peihao after walking out of the office.

"Is there something wrong with Xiangyi? I'm busy right now. After the phone was answered, the voice of the eldest brother Huang Peihao came from inside.

Hearing the voice of the eldest brother Huang Peihao, Huang Xiangyi, who was pretending to be strong just now, finally couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

"Xiangyi, are you crying? What's going on? Tell me! Huang Peihao heard his sister's cry on the phone, Rao is the secretary of the provincial party committee of a province, with the stable life of tens of millions of people, and he panicked the province for a while, and a strong sense of foreboding hit his heart.

"Chang Woo, Chang Woo, he has a malignant brain tumor. You'd better come to the Provincial People's Hospital now. Huang Xiangyi wiped her tears and cried.

"What? Okay, I'll rush over immediately, don't worry, it'll be fine. Huang Peihao was so shocked that he almost couldn't even hold the phone steadily, but soon he forcibly calmed down and relieved, but the two lines of old tears had already been unable to help but flow quietly.

His sister is a doctor, so he can make his sister cry in a panic, how could Huang Peihao not know that this catastrophe is afraid that his son will not be able to break through.

When Huang Peihao rushed to the hospital, Huang Xiangyi and the three were still in the director's office.

Seeing her husband coming, the first person who couldn't help crying was Han Haiping, and she immediately threw herself into her husband's arms and cried. Just now, under her questioning, Dr. Liu Wenwen has explained what glioblastoma multiforme is and the severity of this disease.

In other words, Huang Changyu has basically been sentenced to death, and now all that remains is whether to treat or not, and how long he can live.

Huang Peihao silently patted his wife's shoulder, then let go of her shoulder, walked to his son's side and patted him on the shoulder heavily, saying, "Child! ”

"Dad! I'm fine. Huang Changyu looked at his father's face, which seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden, and held back tears.

"It's going to be fine." Huang Peihao patted his son's shoulder again, and then looked at Chief Doctor Liu Wenwen and said, "Doctor Liu, please tell me about Huang Changyu's condition." ”

"It's good, Secretary Huang." Liu Wenwen hurriedly straightened his waist and said with a bitter mouth.

As the director of the neurology department of the Provincial People's Hospital, Liu Wenwen is not only passionate about medicine, but also about money and career prospects. In the past, he naturally wished to have the opportunity to talk to Secretary Huang face-to-face, and it was best to leave a good impression on him, so that maybe one day he might become the vice president or even the president of the hospital. But today is not the right day, who would make a good impression on a doctor who sentenced his son to death?

Or in this life, Secretary Huang doesn't want to see him Liu Wenshu again!

After listening to Liu Wenwen's words, Huang Peihao sat on the chair for a long time and did not make a sound, and only said for a while: "Director Liu, do you have any cigarettes?" ”

For the sake of his body, Huang Peihao has quit smoking for many years, but today he suddenly wants to smoke one.

"Yes, yes." Director Liu hurriedly took out a soft China from the drawer that he didn't know who gave it to him, opened a pack from it, and hurriedly took out one from it and handed it to Huang Peihao, and then helped him light a cigarette.

Huang Peihao smoked silently, until the fireworks burned his hands, and he returned to his soul like a person who had lost his soul.

"Dr. Liu, can I borrow it from your office?" I would like to speak to my family individually. Huang Peihao, who came back to his senses, said.

"Okay, I'm next door, if there's anything, Secretary Huang can call me." Liu Wenwen hurriedly got up and left the office, and gently closed the door when he went out.

"Kid, sometimes you have to go through something you don't want to go through, whether you want it or not. You've heard Dr. Liu's words, what are your plans? Whatever your intentions, we respect you. Huang Peihao said in a deep voice, with a trace of indescribable grief in his voice.

"I want to ask Mr. Xia to help me take a look!" Huang Changyu looked at his father and said with difficulty for a long time.

Although there is little hope, Mr. Xia is now Huang Changyu's only hope.