In the early morning of the next day, Yan Tao slowly shook his breakfast to Granny Jiang's ward.

Granny Jiang was looking down at the newspaper at the moment, when she heard the voice, she looked up at him, and said with a smile: "Oh, my eldest grandson knows how to buy breakfast for grandma." ”

"Sure enough, I'm still sick."

"When you're sick, some people know they're worried about grandma."

Young Master Yan pursed his lips, glanced at his grandmother with disgust, opened the board on the hospital bed, and put breakfast on it.

The fragrant soy milk and fritters are still warm.

Granny Jiang glanced at the young man: "Have you eaten it?" ”

Yan Tao said slowly: "Of course I have eaten." ”

After Qin Zong finished handling the affairs of the military region, it was already ten o'clock in the morning when he hurried over.

By the way, he took out the diagnosis report that was sent to him urgently by the hospital.

It was determined that it was advanced lung cancer.

Qin Ou patted him on the shoulder and said, "After all, the old man is very old, even if he undergoes chemotherapy, the results may not be too ideal, you tell that child, let her be mentally prepared." ”

Qin Zong's phoenix eyes moved slightly, and he slightly clenched the diagnostic report in his hand.

There is no one in the world who can calmly face the birth, old age, sickness and death of their loved ones.

But the cancer is terminal, and no doctor in the world can cure it well.

Advanced lung cancer is a terminal disease.

When Qin Zong entered the door, Yan Tao was not there.

Granny Jiang beckoned to him, and Qin Zong sat on the chair beside the bed.

Granny Jiang had a kind smile on her face, and she sighed softly and said, "I don't need you to say that I know that my illness should be quite serious, it's cancer." ”

Qin Zong raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on the old man's vicissitudes of life.

There was a knowing smile on Granny Jiang's lips, she stretched out her hand and held Qin Zong's hand with some trembling, patted it gently, and said: "This person lives to a certain age, it doesn't matter if he dies or not, I have lived for so many years, and I have already seen it." ”

"I'm worried about Tao Tao, this kid, I don't care about anything, in fact, I value feelings the most, if I leave, you remember to accompany her well."

Granny Jiang looked at Qin Zong calmly with a pair of eyes: "You can protect her." ”

Qin Zong's thin lips moved slightly, nodded and said, "As long as I am here, I will definitely protect him." ”

The old man had a faint smile on his face, and was about to say something, when Yan Tao had already pushed open the door of the ward and came in.

The young man held a fruit bowl in his hand, smiled lightly at Qin Zong, and casually put the fruit on the table next to the hospital bed.

In fact, cancer is a disease that has to be told to the patient no matter what.

Because whether it is chemotherapy or conservative treatment, it requires the active cooperation of the patient.

The whole process of chemotherapy is extremely painful, and many patients can hardly bear the pain, and the will to survive will slowly weaken.

Granny Jiang was the only one in the entire ward, and they were chatting casually, when they suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Xiao Qi was excited Didi - it was Lord Yunkuo, Lord Yunkuo was here.

- Master

Yun Kuo opened the door, and the handsome man walked through the door and walked in, he smiled lightly at Yan Tao and opened his arms: "I'm back, do you want a hug?" ”

Young Master Yan immediately stood up and walked to Yun Kuo's side, dragging him to the side of the bed: "Don't be skinny, show my grandma quickly." ”