Lin Zhiyi and Qin Yi also rushed over after dealing with it, but Lan Li still didn't come out.

It wasn't until three hours later that the attending doctor opened the door and took off his mask.

A crowd of people swarmed around.

"How's the doctor? How did Lan teach him? ”

"What's wrong with Brother Oak's body?"

"Is there anything wrong with Lanjiao?"

"Lan taught him ......"

The doctor was frightened by this battle, took a step back, cleared his throat, moved his sore wrist, and said, "Before the operation, we did a precursor examination for the patient, and confirmed that it was early stage lung cancer. ”

"Lung cancer?"

Mo Cong questioned, squeezed away Qin Huang who was rushing in front, and asked, "How can Lan Sect get lung cancer, you tell me clearly!" ”

"Mo Cong." Cheng Jingyang frowned and pulled him back, "Don't be impulsive, listen to the doctor slowly." ”

"The severity of a patient's lung disease is not just something that can be accumulated in a year or two. This disease can be big or small, and it should have become cancerous last year. It is still only an early cure, and it can already be said to be a miracle. The doctor looked at the reaction of the crowd and saw that no one was overly excited, so he continued: "However, there is no conservative and safe treatment method and recuperation conditions in China, so my suggestion is to send the patient abroad for targeted treatment, so as to maintain the patient's physical condition to the greatest extent, and the treatment can be more thorough and effective." ”

Mo Cong fell silent.

He lowered his head and muttered, "Is there no better way?" ”

"The way I'm talking is the best way." The doctor put on the mask again, "The patient will be out of the operating room soon, and the family will come and sign, thank you for your cooperation." ”

The words were signed by Cheng Jingyang, and no one from the Lan family came.

When Lan Li was pushed back to the ward, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Qin Yi asked someone to deliver the takeaway, but the takeaway was completely cold, and no one moved.

Everyone sat quietly in the VIP room, silently watching the salt water in the drip bottle fall drop by drop, as if counting the time.

"Alright, cheer up." Lin Zhiyi suddenly spoke, unwrapped the packaging bag of the takeaway, and took it out one by one, "Everyone hasn't eaten since noon, and it's false to say that they are not hungry." Since the rice has been bought, it is a waste not to eat it. I know everyone is worried about Oak, but your Lanjiao is usually most concerned about your body. If he wakes up and sees that all of you are yellow and thin, how can you let him recuperate in peace, huh? ”

Lin Zhiyi first handed the rice to Qin Huang, followed by Bai Su, Mo Cong, Yang Ming, and finally Cheng Jingyang.

"The doctors have said that Oak's disease is curable, and we all need to relax and think about everything for the better. Ah Li is so good, God must be merciful to him. Everyone has a full meal first, and even if you have to do something, you must not go hungry, right? ”

Qin Huang obediently opened the lunch box, stuffed the rice into his mouth with tears in his eyes, he tasted the same as chewing wax, eating and eating, covering his eyes with his arms, whimpering and crying.

"Eat, don't cry." Cheng Jingyang said this, but the meal in front of him was motionless, "You are growing your body, and this meal is indispensable." You're still sick before the game, what, you want Quercus to wake up and see you lying next to him? ”

"I don't want to!" Qin Huang wiped away his tears violently. Take a hundred plating, and read the latest chapter of "Is Cheng Zhinan Dead Today" for the first time.