"Hey, I've drunk duck soup, my stomach is dying, don't worry about me!" The mother waved her hand.

I picked up the chicken thigh, but my throat was so bad that I couldn't eat it at all.

"Mom, bring me some soy sauce! How to eat this white taste! I pouted deliberately.

"You girl, it's trouble!" Mother sighed, but got up and walked into the kitchen.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly picked up the bowl and drank the soup, there was no heat on the soup noodles, but the bottom of the soup was very hot, this mouthful, the whole esophagus seemed to be burned by fire, I pinched my throat and slapped my chest, tears rushed down.

"Lan'er, what's wrong?" Momami hurriedly walked up behind me and patted me on the back.

"Chok, choke!" I tried to squeeze out a smile, but tears kept pouring out.

Just right, take this opportunity to vent.

"Hey, how many times do you have to talk about you...... It's such a big person! Although the mother was scolding, her tone was unusually gentle.

I, on the other hand, wanted to cry more and more.

Finally swallowed the chicken, and forced two bowls of soup to be poured down, and the mother was satisfied with the bowl into the kitchen to wash.

I hurried to the toilet to take a shower, then rushed into the bedroom and closed the door, looking up at the ceiling, tears pouring down again.

Xu Guohui, where are you?

Sleepless all night, I was scrolling through my phone all night.

"How long can you live in the advanced stage of liver cancer", "Treatment methods for liver cancer", "How to treat liver cancer in the folk......

I've searched for all the keywords, but the results I see are not good at all.

Pain, fluid in the abdomen, vomiting, difficulty breathing......

These words were like bayonets, piercing my heart.

I bit my lip and forcibly suppressed the sound of sobbing.

My dad was originally a person who was not afraid of pain, but later he was pampered by his mother, and every year the school organizes blood draws to shout a few times, and now, I don't know how uncomfortable he is, and there is no one around him to take care of him......

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, and some terrible thoughts ran up uncontrollably.

If, if I hadn't found him, he wouldn't be there...... What am I going to do?

Looking out the window from dark till dawn, I couldn't wait to get up and get dressed, left a note for my mother, saying that I was going out to do something, and quietly left the house.

No matter what, the hospital is his greatest hope, and if you can't find a few big hospitals, start small.

I went to the street and bought two steamed buns, passed the breakfast casually, and then adopted the principle of proximity, starting from the nearest jurisdiction.

In the morning, I ran to five hospitals without any clues, I was not discouraged, ate a bowl of beef noodles, and then moved on to the next hospital.

When the nurse scanned the computer screen carefully and shook her head at me with a smile, I knew it was time to change places again, so I took a sip of water and turned to get into the elevator.

Looking through the map of my mobile phone, the next hospital is more than five kilometers away, there is no direct bus, and I have to walk almost two kilometers after getting off.

Well, luckily there are bike-sharing, so I cheered up and kept going.

As soon as I stepped on the bus stop, I suddenly received a text message on my mobile phone, which was from an unfamiliar number, and I opened it at random to look at it, and my breathing stopped.

"Your dad is on the 16th floor of the inpatient department of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, ward 18."

I was stunned and immediately called back the mobile phone number, but the response was that it was turned off.

Whether it's true or not, I have to go and see, so I resolutely stopped a taxi and went straight to the Chinese medicine hospital.

When I was in the car, I was shaking uncontrollably, and I was conflicted, I wanted to see my dad right away, but I didn't want to see him in that kind of place.

However, when the taxi stopped steadily at the gate of the Chinese medicine hospital, the idea of "wanting to see him" still prevailed, even if the soles of the feet were soft when running all the way, and hit other people's bicycles, but still rushed forward without hesitation.

When the elevator stopped on the 16th floor, my breathing suddenly became short, my mind was a little confused, I repeatedly picked up my phone, and said "No. 18, No. 18" over and over again, but I don't know why, I just can't remember.

The elevator door opened, I took a big stride, almost bumped into the oncoming doctor again, and after hurriedly saying "I'm sorry", I looked up at the sign, turned around and went straight to ward 18.

When the string of numbers came into view, time seemed to stand still, and I suddenly felt less panicked.

Inhaling and exhaling deeply, he looked at the hidden door of No. 18, gritted his teeth, and reached out to gently push it open.

The room was large, with eight beds, four of which were lying on people, all of whom were looked after by relatives.

No ...... my dad

I couldn't tell if it was loss or what, but I was about to close the door when I suddenly saw the innermost bed seem to move.

If you look closely, the quilt there is arched high, and there should be a person sleeping.

Without the company of relatives, and even with very few things left beside him, he was just alone and curled up on the bed in the corner.

Suddenly, my heart was clenched.

I approached slowly, slowly, and the man had his back to me, tightly covered, with only his head exposed, his hair gray and disheveled.

This shouldn't be my dad...... I think.

Although my dad is in his sixties, he doesn't look old at all, especially the black hair, shiny and shiny, I used to tease him, saying that if he just looks at the back, he can also charm some old ladies who think of spring, no wonder his mother has always had such a sense of crisis, I didn't expect it to be in a word.

This is the oncology department, and I glanced at the bed card of the patient next to me, and the symptoms were clearly written on it.

Hepatocarcinoma.

The contradiction in my heart intensified, and at such a moment, I began to hope that the man lying on the bed was not my father.

Just as he was hesitating to go around and look at his face, the person on the bed suddenly turned around and snorted twice with a painful expression.

When I saw that familiar face, tears burst out uncontrollably, and all the uneasiness and fantasy were shattered.

I opened my mouth, but my throat seemed to be blocked, and I couldn't make the sound of "Dad".

His eyes were tightly closed, his brows were locked into "eight figures", his lips were chapped and purple, he didn't seem to be sleeping deeply, and his shoulders trembled slightly from time to time.

My heart trembled.

I was afraid that I would cry out loud, so I tried my best to cover my mouth, and my tears were like beads with broken threads, constantly flowing down.

"Hey, are you Teacher Xu's relative?" I don't know who is asking.

I didn't answer, I couldn't speak at all, I just looked at my dad silently, just at him.

"It's good if someone comes to see him! Teacher Xu has been admitted to the hospital for more than a week, and he has always been alone, and their disease, in the advanced stage, the pain is terrible! Oh, what a sin......"

I cried so much that I hated myself, why didn't I keep in touch with him so often? Why wasn't he there when he needed someone to keep him company most?

Why? Why......

The person who spoke just now seemed to disturb him, and Dad's eyelashes moved, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Without the divine gaze of the past, only muddy and gray remained in those eyes.

"Arashi, Arashi?" He looked stunned, and with a slight struggle, he whispered my name.

When I finally broke down, I yelled "Dad" uncontrollably, then knelt down in front of his bed and cried as much as I could.

I knew very well that the wasted time could not be filled with a few tears, but I really couldn't find a better way to express my guilt.

"Hey, girl, get up!" Dad looked a little flustered, he tried to sit up on his own, and after a little relief, he came to pull me.

I could see that he was already struggling to do these actions, and I could not bear to add additional sin to him, so I stood up obediently, but I still cried desperately.

"What are you crying about? It's all such a big man......" Dad muttered, but his own eyes were red.

"Dad, why are you lying to me?" Finally controlling my emotions, I asked in a low voice.

He was silent, silent.

"What Liu Ming said that time is actually true, right?" I asked again.

He still didn't speak.

Silence means acquiescence.

I'm so stupid, why do I believe him so much? No matter how stupid Liu Ming is, it is impossible for him to mishear it so outrageously.

In the end, it's still my fault, I didn't have the heart, and I studied it seriously......

"Lan Lan, don't blame yourself, Dad's illness has been found out for almost half a year, and I know that it can't be cured! Dad, he doesn't want to cause trouble to others, anyway, it's only a few days, wouldn't it be better to leave quietly? ”

"But, but what should I do? What about my mom? Dad, have you thought about it? I stared at him blankly and asked word by word.

Looking at his haggard appearance, his heart was intertwined with distress and sadness, and his chest was like a big stone pressed against him, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

Hearing this, Dad suddenly grinned: "You're thirty, and Dad doesn't have to worry about it...... As for your mother...... he paused suddenly, his eyes seemed to be a little melancholy, "She's been doing well in the past few years, isn't it the same without me?" ”

It's different, it's not the same at all! Do you know that my mother has been thinking about you in her heart for more than four years......

Actually, I really want to say these words, but looking at my father's current appearance, I really can't bear to say it.

Suddenly, he frowned, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" I asked nervously.

He shook his head slightly, as if he wanted to hold on, but he still couldn't resist, and his hand was under his chest, snorting in pain.

I panicked and quickly helped him to lie down, beads of sweat the size of beans popping up and running down his forehead, stinging my eyes.

"Little sister, hurry up and call the doctor! Go out and turn left, the first room after the nurse's desk is the doctor's office, Mr. Xu's attending doctor is surnamed Sun, and he should be here at this time! ”

I don't know who reminded me so.

"Oh, good!"

I ran out in a panic to find the office I was talking about, and as soon as I pushed the door, I caught a glimpse of the familiar figure.

Qin, Qin Wenhao?

I was stunned.

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