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Although the other one was also unsuccessful, the cancer cells did not seem to be as active as the others, and they seemed to be a little sluggish and listless.

Xia Tong was overjoyed, feeling that this was a big breakthrough, she found the blood sample, and re-cultivated it, and the result was the same as Fang Cai.

She laughed happily and walked out of the sterile room with the sample.

At this time, in the laboratory, Gong Weijia and Li Yanmin had already come out of their respective sterile rooms, and they all shook their heads when they saw her.

Xia Tong took off his mask and smiled: "There is progress on my side!" ”

Two ** were also in the laboratory, and everyone was full of joy when they heard this, preparing to take another batch of patients' blood samples in the afternoon.

Xia Tong handed the sample in his hand to Gong Weijia and asked him to put it in a petri dish, while he and nurse Mei Zi went to the inpatient department on the eighteenth floor.

In Ward 1808, she found the patient whose sample had reacted differently than the others.

He was a male patient named Xing Jun, whose registered age was 55 years old, with middle and advanced stage acute aplastic leukemia.

Xing Jun looked young, not like a fifty-year-old man, his already fair skin was paler and haggard under the torture of illness.

His skinny face was sunken, and he was almost skinny and skinny, and his hair fell out as a result of long-term chemotherapy and radiotherapy.

Skinny is the advanced state of most cancer patients.

This patient was the blood drawn by Gong Weijia before, and Xia Tong saw him for the first time, although he was thin and not human, but the man's eyebrows still showed a sense of nobility and indifference in seeing through everything in the world.

Xia Tong looked at it, admiring it very much, he was terminally ill and calm, as if it was rare to see people who had put life and death aside, not to mention that he looked extraordinary, and he knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary person.

In this Shengdia Hospital, there are as many rich and powerful people as carp across the river, but such a special person is not common, Xia Tong is a little curious about him.

"Hello, Mr. Xing, my surname is Xia." Xia Tong greeted politely, and at the same time his eyes swept around the ward, and found that there was no family member accompanying him, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

“…… Hello, Dr. Xia. Xing Jun propped up his body, Mei Zi's eyes were quick, and he hurried to help him and raise the ** up a little.

Xia Tong listened to the man's hoarse and weak voice, his eyebrows were furrowed again, and he twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you alone?" What about your family? ”

"Ahem......" Xing Jun sat up straight with the help of Mei Zi, he coughed lightly, raised his head and smiled, and said, "I'm alone." ”

"I'm sorry." Xia Tong spoke embarrassedly, looking at the man on the sick **, sad and pitiful.

Xing Jun shook his head, but smiled deeper, completely indifferent to the world: "It's okay, I'm used to it, it's good to get used to things in this world, a person has the benefits of a person, don't remember too much." ”

Xia Tong nodded, thinking that what he said was not unreasonable, it is good to be single and celibate, even if he dies, he has no worries.

Unlike patients with family members, when faced with the death of a patient, family members weep and grief, and even for many years it is unforgettable!

"Mr. Xing......" Xia Tong put away his thoughts and said with a straight face, "If you can, I want to draw some more of your blood tomorrow, but don't worry, this time you only need to pump 50cc, and it will not affect your body." It's cold