"Hao Shuai, I came to ask you, can you cure the tumor in my skull?"

Zheng Shuang blinked his eyes wide, and after finishing in an inquiring tone, he looked at Hao Shuai expectantly.

Intracranial tumor, that is cancer, is also a terminal disease, people are frightened, Zheng Shuang is the same, although she is a popular actress, with identity and status, but after all, she is just a physical mortal, and she has seven emotions and six desires that people have, and she has the desire to survive.

Since the brain tumor was detected that day, Zheng Shuang asked the doctor what the chance of success of the operation was, and the doctor told her that the head is the location of the most delicate organ of human beings, and all human actions and words rely on the brain to function.

Therefore, any condition in the skull will endanger people's lives, not to mention the tumor in the skull, and she has not been accurately examined, so she does not know whether the tumor in the skull is benign or malignant.

If it is benign, there is a 30% chance of cure after resection, and if it is a malignant tumor, doctors dare not guarantee how long she will live.

In other words, whether it is benign or malignant, doctors dare not guarantee that it will be cured!

So in the past few days, although she looks carefree on the surface, she is actually very tormented inside, she is still young and has a great future, and she doesn't want to ruin herself like this.

Fortunately, she met Hao Shuai, a young man with excellent medical skills, so she gave all her hopes to Hao Shuai.

"Yes, yes, it's just a bit of trouble."

Although he didn't have a lot of contact with Zheng Shuang, he was an acquaintance, and Hao Shuai didn't want to beat around the bush, so he said directly: "First of all, you have to prepare for the operation, and then ......."

The following words are a bit cruel to women, especially for a female artist, even more cruel, so Hao Shuai did not continue.

"Can you really be cured?"

Hearing Hao Shuai say that it could be cured, Zheng Shuang's eyes lit up at first, but when she saw that Hao Shuai didn't finish speaking, she knew what she should ask for, and then said, "What's more?" You name it, as long as it can cure my illness, I will do anything. ”

Hao Shuai didn't rush to answer Zheng Shuang, but looked at her black and shiny hair and said, "Such a beautiful hair, if it is ruined, it will be a pity!" ”

Hao Shuai looked embarrassed, and said intermittently, but Zheng Shuang and Zhao Yin were confused.

"Hao Shuai, can you be more specific, what kind of hair? It's a pity or something? ”

Zhao Yin asked with a puzzled face, Zheng Shuang also looked puzzled, she was asking about the treatment, what is the matter with the hair? How did Hao Shuai pull his hair, but since Hao Shuai mentioned hair, it should still be related, Zheng Shuang was puzzled: "Yes, Mr. Hao, if you have anything, just say it, I'm ready." ”

After speaking, Zheng Shuang let out a breath, as if he was really ready.

"Alright! Now that you're ready, I'm not going to beat around the bush. ”

Hao Shuai paused for a moment and continued: "Cure your disease." I'm 100% sure it can be cured, but you have to shave all your hair and leave nothing left. ”

"What? You let both of them shave their hair? ”

Hearing this, Zheng Shuang didn't react, but Zhao Yin jumped up all of a sudden, her expression was very unacceptable, and she pointed to Zheng Shuang's hair and said, "Hao Shuai, do you know how important this hair is to Shuangshuang?"

She is still a public figure, if she loses her hair, how can she go out to meet people? How else do you accept commercial performances? How else to make money? ”

"Of course I know how important hair is to a female artist, but if you want to cure a brain tumor, you have to shave all your hair, otherwise, I can't help it?"

Hao Shuai spread his hands and said.

Hao Shuai is telling the truth, Zheng Shuang has a brain tumor, so he has to have surgery on the brain, even if he goes to the hospital for treatment, he has to shave all his hair, which is necessary, even if his treatment methods are different, in order to avoid infection, there is no trace of hair.

"But ......"

In the face of Hao Shuai's words, Zhao Yin was speechless for a while, she knew how important hair was to Zheng Shuang, but compared to life, losing hair and keeping life was more important than the two of them knew very well in their hearts.

"Don't do it, if cutting off my hair can get my life back, I'll cut it off when I go back."

Zheng Shuang's eyes were a little dim, but he still mustered up the courage to say.

"You don't have to be too pessimistic, I said cutting off your hair, but at the time of the operation, after the operation, a week, I can make you have a more beautiful hair than now."

Hao Shuai chuckled.

"Mr. Hao, what you said is true?"

Zheng Shuang's dim eyes lit up suddenly, and even Zhao Yin on the side also lit up and said, "Hao Shuai, what you said is true?" ”

"When did I, Hao Shuai, tell a lie?"

Hao Shuai said lightly.

"Then what you just said is obviously scaring Shuangshuang?"

Hearing Hao Shuai say this, Zhao Yin was also obviously relieved, she knew that although Hao Shuai was sometimes naughty, he never joked about big things.

Hao Shuai spread his hands, meaning that you didn't let me finish my words!

Hearing this, Zheng Shuang also looked relaxed, and the gloom on his face just now disappeared by half.

"Then my illness will be Mr. Lao Hao."

"It's okay!"

Hao Shuai smiled and said, "Next, I will explain to you some precautions before the operation, and you will ...... when you go back."

Ten minutes later, after Hao Shuai had explained all the precautions, he looked at Zheng Shuang and continued: "Have you written down everything I said?" ”

"Uh-huh, made a note of it."

Zheng Shuang nodded his petite head, his eyes were full of gratitude, and he responded obediently, silently remembering some precautions that Hao Shuai had given her.

"Okay, you go back and get ready, the surgery will be scheduled for the next Saturday, when you come to the clinic, I will perform the operation for you."

"Well, okay, then there will be Mr. Lao Hao then."

Zheng Shuang still remembered it obediently.

After everything was explained, Hao Shuai originally planned to rest and rest, after all, after the two surgeries just now, he didn't even drink saliva, but Zhao Yin, the little witch, didn't plan to let Hao Shuai go.

Since the disease can be cured and the hair can grow back a week after the operation is completed, her friend Zheng Shuang will not lose too much, and her worries have been completely put down, and she plans to damage Hao Shuai, a negative man.

Even Zheng Shuang was in a good mood, and joined in, and for a while, sugar-coated shells bombarded Hao Shuai one after another.

In the face of Zhao Yin's little witch's attack, plus a Zhao Yin, Hao Shuai was of course a little overwhelmed, and ran downstairs with a smoke, ready to help his grandfather urgently need to treat the patient, but at this time the phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID on his mobile phone, Hao Shuai hesitated and connected the phone. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "I Am the Dragon Clan's Old Ancestor Claw Book House" for free for the first time.