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"Miss Ming, are you accompanied by your family today?" The doctor in the white coat who sat in front of Minglang looked at her with a solemn face.

Minglang looked into the doctor's eyes and said, "My family is dead, you can just tell me if there is anything." ”

A trace of astonishment flashed in the doctor's eyes, and then a touch of sympathy rose, he pushed the round black-framed glasses, cleared his throat, looked at her report, and said solemnly: "The report confirms that you have a tumor in your brain, the location of the tumor is relatively deep, and there are many nerves nearby, you fainted and lost vision last time, which is also related to this tumor." We did a biopsy and the tumor is benign, but you need to undergo surgery as soon as possible because there is a good chance that this tumor will turn from benign to malignant, and even if it is not cancerous, it will rupture because of the increase in pressure in your skull......"

Minglang held the mobile phone and pressed it every time, looking a little absent-minded.

The doctor was a little stunned, and said solemnly: "Miss Ming, I hope you can face this problem squarely and be admitted to the hospital for surgery as soon as possible." ”

The bright eyes turned from the mobile phone to the doctor's desktop, and his name tag was placed on the desktop: Song Guanzhai attending physician, she wanted to laugh, Song Guanzhai, send the express!

And in fact, she laughed out loud, and the courier doctor became more and more dissatisfied, knocking on the table and frowning: "You have to understand, this is a human life, if you don't have surgery, you only have a year and a half left at most!" ”

She looked up and smiled prettyly, "I know, I've done more than one check-up, last time, the doctor said I only had one year and two months left at most, and now you say I have a year and a half to live, and I earned four months." As for surgery, the success rate of surgery is about 10 percent, in other words, if I have surgery now, 90 percent of the time I will die on the operating table. Doctor, if you were me, what would you choose? ”

The doctor looked at her in astonishment, and his eyes gradually turned sad, he has been a doctor for many years, and it has become a habit to announce a person's death almost every day, and he should not feel any emotion. However, looking at the girl in front of him who didn't seem to care and even smiled very brightly, he felt uncomfortable.

"Remember to have a follow-up!" He said in a low voice, "I will prescribe some medicine to lower your intracranial pressure, there is painkillers in it, remember, you can only take it when it hurts, otherwise, the painkillers will completely break your stomach." ”

He handed her back the medical records, thought about it, and wrote his personal phone number on the front page, something he had never tried.

"If you are in trouble, go to the hospital or call me immediately!" He admonished solemnly!

Minglang was a little moved, she put away the medical records, stood up and smiled mischievously, "Thank you for sending the courier brother!" ”

Dr. Song smiled and shook his head to send her out.

Sitting on a park bench, the bright smile faded and was replaced by loneliness and sadness. Everyone wants to live a long life, and if she had a choice, she would rather not know that she had a bomb in her head that could explode at any moment. At least, in the next year or so, she will be able to live a free life.

The sky gradually sank, the neon lights of the city lit up layer by layer, and the nightlife officially began in the bustling and lively area.

Crossing the bustling street, she walked into the narrow alley, and after passing the narrow alley, there was a subway station.

"Let go of me, let go of me, help......" Minglang listened attentively, only to hear the woman's mournful cry from the corner of the narrow alley.

Minglang hurried over, picked up a blackened wooden stick on the ground, and in the depths of the narrow alley, the light was dim, and sure enough, he saw a man holding a young woman hostage.

"Let her go!" Minglang pointed at the gangsters with a wooden stick and said sharply.

The gangster grinned, "Okay, here is another one, Lao Tzu is very lucky tonight!" ”

He knocked down the back of the neck of the woman who was being held hostage with a knife, and the woman fell to the ground with a thud.

The gangster rushed over with a dagger, Minglang's right foot stepped back slightly, in a sideways posture, and when the gangster rushed over, her body spun, and the wooden stick rose and fell, hitting the gangster's head just now, and the shot was clean.

The gangster grinned, "Okay, I like the woman who resists the most!" He kicked his feet, a carp turned over, squatted down and swept Minglang's legs, Minglang jumped easily, and dealt with the gangsters who only had fists and embroidered legs, she could basically be said to be able to catch them.

However, at the moment when the gangster swept over, her head jumped sharply, but it was an explosive pain, and the stick in her hand fell to the ground, and she was also swept to the ground by the gangster.

The gangster laughed and pounced on her, and the sound of tearing cloth was heard in the air...... Minglang clearly felt the cold in the air hitting her skin, she forced her strength to push over the gangster with her knees, picked up the gangster's dagger with one hand, and dropped the knife and inserted it into the gangster's palm.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and before she could turn back, she was kicked by a powerful force, and she flew a few feet away, her head hitting the wall at the end of the narrow alley.

When the powerful vertigo hit, she tried to open her eyes, and in the blurred light, she saw a man helping up the gangster who had been stabbed, and that man was probably the one who hurt her.

The gangsters have a party, and my life is over! Minglang smiled bitterly, there is no need to wait for a year and a half, and there is no need to count the days and wait for death, which can be regarded as a kind of happiness.

"Confused, is it good and bad?" A calm and magnetic voice sounded, Minglang opened his eyes slightly, I don't know when another imposing man came, he was walking over quickly, bowing his head and possessing him, "Miss, are you okay?" ”

Minglang was in his arms, took a breath, endured a sharp pain, and smiled palely, "It's okay!" ”

"I've called the police, don't worry, the police will come soon!" The man whispered comfortingly.

Alarm? Minglang got up, the headache had subsided, "I have to leave immediately, my grandmother fell at home, there is no one in the house, I have to go back immediately!" ”

"So? Okay, I'll leave the driver here and wait for the police, and I'll send you back! The man couldn't help but help Minglang up, and took off his blazer to put it on her, covering the infinite spring light on her chest.

Minglang just wanted to go quickly, and let him help him out of the narrow alley. Neither of them noticed that in the neon light, a reporter silently raised the camera in his hand and captured the affectionate actions of the two in the lens.

Minglang's body was weak and weak, although there was no severe pain in her head, but there were still bursts of jumping pain, most of her body was nestled against him, there was no smell of cologne on him, only the fragrance of laundry detergent. After getting into the car, she had the opportunity to take a closer look at this life-saving benefactor, with a flat head, the lines of his face were cold and hard, without detrimental to his handsome and handsome appearance, wearing a dark gray suit, dressed in a decent manner, but it set off him with an awe-inspiring momentum, and the atmosphere of the nobility was revealed.

When she arrived at the intersection of the urban village, Minglang was about to get out of the car, but the man insisted on sending her to the door, but Minglang said: "The car can't get in, I'm leaving, don't worry, I will go to the police station tomorrow to make a confession!" After speaking, he hurriedly got out of the car, turned around and drowned in the flow of people.