Song Mu's series of answers were not what he asked, which made Huang Peiqin and Lao Zheng a little crying and laughing, Huang Peiqin looked at Song Tomb and said, "What I asked is how this came over?" What I'm asking is how do you know I'm hospitalized! ”

After saying this, she looked at her husband again and said, "Lao Zheng, did you forget to call me to go to the factory again?" ”

"Huh?!" Hearing Huang Peiqin's question, Lao Zheng couldn't help but be stunned, and then suddenly realized: "It's broken!" I was busy with the formalities this morning, and I really forgot to call your factory. ”

Huang Peiqin looked at Lao Zheng helplessly, as a partner, Lao Zheng is good everywhere, but this memory is really not flattering, and he forgets everything and loses everything all day long.

Lao Zheng spread his hands awkwardly, and Huang Peiqin couldn't say anything to him, so he asked Song Mu again: "So, how did you come here?" ”

With this conversation, how could Song Mu still not understand what Huang Peiqin meant, she scratched her head awkwardly and said, "Didn't I just return to China today, and I was called over by the director of the Mao factory...... Seeing that you didn't go to work today, the director of the Mao factory called your home......"

"There shouldn't be anyone at home?" Lao Zheng asked with a puzzled expression.

"Well, no one answered the phone at home, and the director of the Mao factory called again to find your eldest son." Song Mu continued: "At first, your eldest son was reluctant to say it, but after repeated inquiries from the director of the Mao factory, he told the truth to the director of the Mao factory. Director Mao can't get out of it for the time being, so let me come over and have a look first. ”

Huang Peiqin nodded, "What's the situation in the factory now?" ”

"Don't worry about this, the director of the Mao factory only said that there is an urgent matter at home, and it has not been sent to the factory for the past few days." Song Mu, who came back to her senses, instantly followed the train of thought in her head, Huang Peiqin was just a simple question, and Song Mu thought of the direction she really cared about.

Afraid that she would be worried, Song Mu added: "There are only Director Mao and I know in the factory now, if you don't worry about the painting department, Director Mao also plans to let Brother Zhou go back for a while." ”

"That's good, that's good......" After listening to Song Mu's explanation, Huang Peiqin really put her mind at ease: "Xiao Song, there's nothing to do here, if you're busy, go back first." ”

'How can it be okay?!' Looking at Huang Peiqin's somewhat pale face, Song Mu secretly shouted in his heart.

It's just that this is not suitable to say, so she had to squeeze out a smile and said: "What can I do when I just return to China, the most important thing for me now is to give gifts everywhere." ”

Saying this, she opened the small bag in her hand and took out a few things inside: "These are for you, and they are not anything valuable, do you like it?" ”

Huang Peiqin looked down when she heard this, and Lao Zheng also walked to the bedside and looked at it together.

What Song Mu took out were candy, chocolates, a few small ornaments, an ornament of a beckoning cat, and a royal guard invited from Fengtai City.

Huang Peiqin and his wife looked at it one by one, and said "I have a heart" in their mouths, until they saw the last imperial guard, Lao Zheng picked it up and wanted to open it directly.

"Wait!" Seeing this, Song Mu hurriedly stopped him.

Because of the anxious shouting, Huang Peiqin and Lao Zheng were taken aback, and Lao Zheng looked at Song Mu suspiciously: "What's wrong?" Can't I open this bag? ”

"I didn't say it in advance, scaring you two." Song Mu scratched his head embarrassedly, and then roughly told the two of them the information related to the imperial guard.

"This is the omamori? I've heard people talk about it. Huang Peiqin took over the imperial guard from Lao Zheng's hand, and then saw the words "sound body" embroidered on it with gold thread.

Song Mu originally prepared for Huang Peiqin a career guard, specially used to bless the smooth career. After learning that she was sick, he specially replaced the "able-bodied" one for her.

These words on the imperial guard are written in the Chinese dialect, but these words are very similar to the words before Huaguo, so Huang Peiqin can naturally understand them.

She looked at the words "able-bodied" and was a little stunned, and after a while, she sighed softly and said: "The front feet are fine, who knew that it would become this disease as soon as I came to the hospital......"

Hearing Huang Peiqin take the initiative to mention it, Song Mu felt that it was a good time to ask, so he took the initiative to ask her: "Lead. Director, what's wrong with you? ”

Huang Peiqin looked at Song Mu suspiciously: "Didn't Lao Mao tell you?" ”

"Uh......" Mao Yongyi mentioned that it seemed to be cancer, but he didn't elaborate, and Song Mu naturally didn't know it very well. As a person who has experienced the era of information explosion, she knows that cancer is just a general term, and there are many kinds of cancer itself, some are easy to treat, and some are difficult to treat, so she simply shook her head: "It's not that your son didn't say it carefully or what, the director of the Mao factory didn't explain it to me in detail, so I don't really know." ”

Huang Peiqin nodded, and then explained to Song Mu: "I have always had a stomachache, and I had a lot of pain when I went to work yesterday, and I couldn't help but come to the hospital at night, who knew that I had colorectal cancer after an examination......

"Colorectal cancer?!" Song Mu heard about Huang Peiqin's illness for the first time, and after learning that it was colorectal cancer, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Early or late?" ”

Huang Peiqin didn't know why she was suddenly so excited, but she still replied with a wry smile: "Anyway, it's cancer, is there a difference between the early and late stages?" ”

At this time, Huaguo medical care has just paid attention to cancer, and the people are still in a state of ignorance about cancer, almost equating cancer with incurable diseases.

In fact, the cure rate of early colorectal cancer is still very high through the "trilogy" of surgery, drugs and radiotherapy. Song Mu vaguely remembers where he has seen that the five-year survival rate for early colorectal cancer seems to be above 80%.

The most important thing is that colorectal cancer is not very traumatic and can be done through laparoscopic surgery if it is detected early.

Of course, this is all the knowledge of later generations, and Song Mu doesn't know much about the treatment methods and five-year survival rate in this era. But that doesn't stop her from having a glimmer of hope.

Seeing that Huang Peiqin is the kind of person who talks about cancer and discoloration, Song Mu didn't care whether the knowledge in her head was applicable in this era or not, and directly told Huang Peiqin all of it.

"So, if it's early, it's not such a desperate illness." In the end, Song Mu tried to make a relaxed gesture to explain.

After Song Mu finished speaking, the expressions on Huang Peiqin and Lao Zheng's faces suddenly changed, and Lao Zheng said in a voice that was even more excited than Song Mu's before: "Xiao Song, is what you said true?" Aren't you comforting me and Lao Huang? ”

"Of course it's true!" Song Mu's expression was extremely firm, but he secretly added in his heart: "It's just the data ...... decades later."

Huang Peiqin is still skeptical about this: "Xiao Song, where did you see this information?" ”

The Internet, something that the emperor hasn't understood much yet, I'm afraid she won't believe it when she tells Huang Peiqin, Song Mu simply sacrificed the Dafa of "making friends out of nothing" and said: "The friends I met when I went to the United States said that they were more concerned about cancer, and they talked about these in a small talk. ”

Worried that Huang Peiqin would not believe it, she continued to add: "You also know that when we talk about cancer here, we always feel that having cancer is like a death sentence. So when I learned that the survival rate of some cancers is actually quite high, I wrote them down out of the mindset that I wanted to use them as a talking point for the future. ”

Speaking of this, she pretended to scratch her head embarrassedly: "Don't say that I don't do my job, isn't it unintentional to remember that knowledge is also useful!" ”

I have to say that in this era, rice is almost synonymous with advanced, and when I learned that Song Mu heard from a friend of rice country, Huang Peiqin and Lao Zheng immediately believed it again.

I don't know if it was a mental effect, or if these words really worked, Song Mu felt that Huang Peiqin's face had improved a little.

"Hahahaha!" Lao Zheng couldn't help laughing, a trace of crystal flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he cried with joy: "Lao Huang, I thought we were ...... Forget it, don't say those frustrating words. Lao Huang, don't give up, Mi Di said that there is an 80% cure rate, and it is estimated that eight or nine is not far from ten! ”

Huang Peiqin's eyes showed a faint smile, but she was still a little worried: "Don't you be okay, don't you still have that twenty percent?" ”

"Bah, good spirits, bad spirits, vomit a few times!" Seeing this, Lao Zheng urged again and again.

Huang Peiqin said a few "phew" from the kindness, and Song Mu comforted on the side: "Isn't there still the imperial guard I invited, plus its protection, it must be 100%!" ”

"Yes, Xiao Song is right! Coupled with the protection of the gods of the country, you will definitely have no problem this trip! Lao Zheng echoed on the side.

Huang Peiqin shook her head helplessly, and then said with a little cry and laughter: "The estimate of the two of you is too optimistic, the survival rate of 80% said by Midi is Midi, how can our medical technology in China be as advanced as that of Midi?" If it were really that simple, would Dr. Sui be able to show such a heavy weight? ”

"Then go to the United States!" Song Mu didn't care about this.

"Yes, Xiao Song is right!" Lao Zheng seems to have become a vassal of Song Mu, how is it "Xiao Song is right": "It's a big deal, let's go directly to Mi Guozhi!" ”

"How much does it cost to go to the United States for treatment?" Huang Peiqin asked a question that hit the nail on the head: "Where do we have all this money?" ”

"You don't have us! The elite group is now poor and only has money left! Song Mu patted his chest and said, afraid that they would also be "useless", Song Mu hurriedly said: "Besides, "The Truman Show" is not far from being released, are you still afraid that you will have no money at that time?" ”

"What?!" Song Mu was originally an excuse to say casually, but he didn't expect that when he mentioned work, Huang Peiqin was so shocked that he sat up directly from the bed: "Xiao Song, you said that "The Truman Show" is not far from being released? Has Lao Mao solved the problem?! Didn't he frown yesterday? ”

Speaking of this, she suddenly realized something: "Did you give him a move?!" ”