"What exactly it is, the results have not yet come out, but the doctor can basically determine that it should be stomach cancer." An Mu's tone was as cautious as possible, "But whether it is a malignant tumor or a benign tumor, I don't know yet." ”

Deng Yanchen clenched his fists, "When will you know?"

An Mu looked at the time and told Deng Yanchen, "Half an hour later." ”

Deng Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief.

She sat quietly in her seat, looking ahead, her eyes were a little straight, seeing her like this, An Mu clenched Deng Yanchen's hand.

Deng Yanchen came back to his senses at this time, looked at An Mu and smiled bitterly, "Good boy." ”

An Mu said firmly, "Mom, it's okay, medicine is so developed, there must be no problem." ”

Deng Yanchen nodded.

Half an hour later, a specialist consults.

Deng Yanchen, Feng Xiao, and An Mu entered the conference room together.

"It's a benign tumor." When the doctor saw the three of them, he first said a reassuring pill, which made all three of them breathe a sigh of relief.

And Deng Yanchen was even more excited with tears in his eyes, and he had a feeling that he had picked up a life

Feng Xiao looked at the doctor and asked, "So what should I do about this?"

After consultation with the experts, a result was finally reached.

Feng Hou's stomach disease, but because it was discovered early, it was still early, and the doctor gave Feng Xiao two options.

One is that Feng Hou immediately started the operation, because after all, Feng Hou is 60 years old this year, and his physical functions have declined in all aspects, so the risk of surgery is very high, about 30 percent.

The other is conservative treatment.

After all, it is an early stage, and it is a benign tumor, and some cancers may develop from early to advanced stages, which may take thirty or forty years, and it may not be until the end of the marquis's life, and the cancer has not spread

Feng Xiao finally told Feng Hou the real situation and let him make his own decisions.

When he heard that something was growing in his stomach, Feng Hou was stunned, and then patted his chest, "Fortunately, it's okay"

Deng Yanchen's crying eyes were red, "I'll see if you're still drinking in the future?"

Feng Hou took advantage of the situation and grabbed Deng Yanchen's hand, "Wife, then you have to keep an eye on me at all times, I am addicted to alcohol, you have to guard me." ”

When Deng Yanchen heard this, his expression suddenly became complicated.

But looking at the current Fenghou, he can't eat for the past few days, his cheeks have been out of shape with hunger, and the depth of his eyes is becoming more and more profound, but at this moment, he is looking at Deng Yanchen like this, which makes Deng Jianchen's heart soften.

Deng Yanchen didn't answer this sentence, but changed the topic, "Then what should you do?"

Feng Hou thought for a while, "Let's observe the situation first, and see how fast the cancer develops in the later stages." ”

This decision was strongly supported by Deng Yanchen.

Feng Hou smiled, "I used to mix on the road, and I never thought about the question of when I would die, but now that I have a wife and grandchildren, I am reluctant to die." ”

These words made Deng Yanchen's eyes red again.

A few days later, Feng Hou was discharged from the hospital, and this time when he wanted to lie in Feng Xiao's villa, Deng Hanchen did not stop him.

And Feng Hou has a stomach cancer, just like he got some kind of pass, Deng Yanchen is simply too tolerant of him.

Feng Hou's status in the family soared all of a sudden, and even Feng Xiao didn't scold him anymore.

Feng Hou was quite happy, and sometimes joked: "If I die like this, it's worth it"