Chapter 6: Ant-Man
Li Qianyun nodded slightly, packed up some items a little, and went to the hospital with Deng Shuai, on the way, because she was restless, it was still Deng Shuai's car. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Along the way, the two of them had their own thoughts, and they couldn't raise the interest in talking, and after a while, they arrived outside the office of the chief physician.
Deng Shuai was about to push the door in, but Li Qianyun took the first step and stopped him, then took a deep breath, looked at Deng Shuai seriously, and asked softly: "Xiao Shuai, am I a good woman?" ā
Deng Shuai was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Sister Yun, you haven't hurt anyone, of course you are a good woman." ā
Li Qianyun was comforted, regained a lot of courage, raised her head and pushed the door in, she was originally a very strong woman, Deng Shuai almost never saw her look so weak today.
The office is very simple, the chief physician's surname is Huang, Deng Shuai saw him last time, he is a doctor with a neat temperament and straightforward speech.
"Miss Li is here, please take a seat." Dr. Huang's face was a little solemn, he picked up a large pile of test reports from the table, and said as he turned them over: "Miss Li, according to various test data, we have basically determined that you have hematopoietic stem cell malignant clonal disease, which is commonly known as leukemia. ā
"What?" Li Qian screamed, her legs were weak, and she almost fainted, and before she could sit down, Dr. Huang told the unfortunate news, but fortunately, Deng Shuai was quick, grabbed her arm, and sat on the chair.
"Miss Li, the matter has come out, we can't change it, but we can face it with a positive attitude, which is of great benefit to the condition, at present, the most important thing is to treat, although this disease is difficult to treat, it does not mean that it has no possibility of cure, so Miss Li should not be discouraged." Dr. Huang sighed, he had seen this situation a lot, but every time he could only advise the patient not to be discouraged, if there was a special medicine for this disease.
Li Qianyun lost her soul, and just nodded numbly.
Deng Shuai saw that she was in a really bad mood now, so he said, "Doctor, I'll take her back first, and I'll come back to discuss the treatment later." ā
"Okay." Dr. Huang was very considerate, but still reminded with anxiety: "The sooner the treatment is carried out, the better, and it is important to avoid medical treatment, this disease is not a flood beast, and the current treatment methods are diversified, and the possibility of cure is very high." ā
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Hospital, where many people are sad and depressed, Li Qianyun came nervously and left in despair.
Along the way, Deng Shuai drove the car and continued to comfort her, but the effect was limited, and I believe that no matter who heard the bad news, they could not deal with it calmly.
Halfway on the road, I don't know when it was already dark outside the car, Deng Shuai turned on the car lights, stopped and waited for the traffic light, but Li Qianyun, who had been sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly said: "Xiao Shuai, go to the bar in front." ā
After a period of silence, she seemed to want to make some changes.
"Okay." Deng Shuai was a little worried, but the words of persuasion could not be spoken, there are thousands of diseases in the world, why did Li Qianyun get such an incurable disease, Deng Shuai has always been a grateful person, and the feeling of wanting to help but not being able to help at the moment made him feel very uncomfortable.
This night, Li Qianyun was so drunk that Deng Shuai had to send her home with her in her arms, listening to her keep telling her tears, her injuries, her bitterness, and her sweetness over the years.
How difficult it is for a woman to gain a foothold in this city, when everything seems to be bitter, God played a joke on her and sent her to the eighteenth layer of hell, compared to what her so-called hardships and hardships are.
Deng Shuai helped Li Qianyun into her own room, covered the quilt, and since it was already ten o'clock in the night, he himself lay on the sofa in the living room of the villa for the night.
With his eyes open, Deng Shuai quietly looked at the lines of the ceiling above, he had to do something, he secretly clenched his fists, thinking of a year ago, after opening a company and failing again.
Those days should be Deng Shuai's saddest days, burdened with hundreds of thousands of arrears, even eating is a problem, and he doesn't dare to reach out to his family to ask for money, after all, it has been a year since he graduated, he had to look around for a job to make money, and when he saw that there was a job recruiting tutors on the Internet, he looked for the address and came over.
It was Li Qianyun who helped him, and when he learned of Deng Shuai's difficulties, the bold Li Qianyun simply asked about his academic qualifications, and handed over Li Pengpeng to him, and also paid a salary of several thousand yuan in advance to let him tide over the difficulties temporarily.
This kind of disease, with the current level of earth medical technology, is relatively difficult to cure, but for other planets with relatively developed science and technology, it is not necessarily a difficult thing, thinking of this, Deng Shuai became more eager to search for other star field customers.
The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring, not to mention more than a drop of water.
Deng Shuai entered the tradable object with an idea, and the state is still searching, but the trading object has a new change, in addition to the ancient Gollum of the Death Star, a new R17 star Corafit.
"What kind of alien is Coraffet, I hope to find some hope in him and establish contact with Coraffet." Deng Shuai perked up and did not hesitate to ask for contact, he was now in dire need of trade with other systems.
"The other party only accepts video, is there a video connection?"
There is such a strange request, Deng Shuai was stunned for a moment, then sat up straight from the sofa, smoothed his hair, and then silently recited: "Connection." ā
When he landed, the image in his mind fluctuated, and then a video frame appeared, and more than a dozen creatures suspected of ants appeared in the frame.
These creatures that are suspected of being ants are all the size of a fist, don't ask Deng Shuai how to know the size and size, it's as intuitive as you know the size of a mineral water bottle, you don't need to see it in front of you, and you don't know how many times you have seen it.
The ants were all black, with two long tentacles on their heads, and a pair of eyes seemed to be fixed on the door of their heads, and Deng Shuai did not see the slightest sign of turning.
Looking down again, they were supporting their bodies on four feet, and the other two feet were free, constantly operating the instruments around them, and their tentacles touched each other from time to time, as if they were communicating with each other.
Although he was a little surprised, Deng Shuai still controlled his expression very well, in the interstellar transaction, it is not strange what kind of creature he encounters, the appearance is just a form, the important thing is to have wisdom.
Deng Shuai greeted him in a calm tone as much as possible: "Hello, may I ask who of you is Kolafit?" ā
The ants have antennae that transmit messages to each other.
"He's asking you who Corafit is."
"No, he's asking you."
"No, he's asking us."
"Are you asking us?"
"That's right, it's about us."
"You answer him."
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The gossip voice suddenly poured into Deng Shuai's brain. The ants, uh, seem a little disrespectful, so let's call them Ant-Man for now, and the ant-men began to discuss it with great interest.
After a few minutes, they elected an Ant-Man to reply: "Dear interstellar merchant, our king is taking a lunch break, so, it is up to us to trade with you, Kolafit is the name of our race, we are all Kolafit, what do you need?" ā