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The moment Ye Heng heard this, he felt his brain buzzing, and his whole body seemed to be suffocated.

At that moment, his brain stopped working, and his mind went blank.

In the ward, everyone lowered their heads one after another, and Mrs. Timis's tears could not stop streaming down, but she turned her back to Ye Heng, so Ye Heng didn't let him see.

There was a dead silence in the entire ward, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that everyone couldn't breathe.

"Xiaoye, it's okay, we will help you find the best doctor."

Mrs. Timis turned her back to Ye Heng, and said in a slightly crying voice.

Seeing this, the others also comforted Ye Heng.

"Advanced cancer does not necessarily mean death, there are still cases of being cured."

"Yes, I have many friends in the medical field, and I can ask them for help."

"Xiaoye, we are all by your side, it's okay, we will accompany you."

……

Everyone kept talking, but Ye Heng couldn't listen to a word at this time.

He only felt pain and bewilderment, and his mind went blank.

"Little Leaf..."

"Leave me alone for a while."

Before they could finish speaking, Ye Heng interrupted.

Hearing this, everyone froze for a moment, then looked at each other again, as if they were at a loss.

"Please, I, I really just want to be by myself for a while."

Ye Heng said, desperately holding back tears, his eyes were already red.

That oppressive feeling almost drove him crazy.

Seeing this, the godfather on the side sighed helplessly.

"Let's go, let Xiaoye have a good rest."

After speaking, he walked out of the ward alone.

Seeing this, the others had no choice but to follow them out and did not stay in the ward for long.

"Little Leaf..."

Looking at Ye Heng, John seemed to want to say something, but seeing Ye Heng's appearance, he suddenly felt a little sad.

Finally, he had to grit his teeth and leave the ward.

John left the ward and closed the door, Ye Heng was the only one left in the room, and a strange silence filled the whole room.

At this moment, Ye Heng raised his head slowly. He was sitting on the bed, with his fingers in his hair, holding his head.

Advanced cancer.

He never thought that when he heard this word again, it would happen to him.

Even though he had thought about his own death countless times, he was hit by a car, drowned, and died of illness.

He thought he had embraced death, the doomed end of all human beings.

But when the death threat letter was actually handed over to him, he realized that he was not prepared at all.

Everything happened so suddenly, but not suddenly enough.

Maybe it would be easier if it was a car accident.

Unfortunately not, this is a disease, which is so fast that people are caught off guard, and so slow that people are walking on eggshells.

Chapter 502 Recommendations

That day, Ye Heng thought a lot, but he still couldn't let it go.

Only now did he discover what kind of courage Professor Cheng was able to talk to himself about all that so easily at that time.

That is the courage that few people in the world possess. He once thought he possessed it, but now he realizes that he never possessed it at all.

At night, with the help of sleeping pills, he spent an uncomfortable night.

And when the day came, the door was pushed open, and the godfather and others walked in again.

"Xiaoye, are you feeling better?"

The godfather looked at Ye Heng with a smile on his face.

Ye Heng looked at the crowd, trying to smile and tell them they were fine.

But he realized that he couldn't do it at all.

He didn't want the godfather to worry about them, but now, almost everyone present knew his situation.

How could they not be worried, and how could they pretend that nothing had happened?

"Fortunately."

Finally, he replied feebly, his voice a little weak.

The godfather walked slowly to his side and sat beside his bed.

"After I went back yesterday, I found many friends in the medical field."

"They are all the most authoritative doctors in cancer, so I explained your situation to them."

Speaking of this, the godfather squeezed out a smile from his face, although it could be seen that the smile was not sincere, and even had a bit of bitterness.

But he obviously did it for Ye Heng.

"They told me that recently they are working on a new technology that has the potential to cure even advanced cancer patients."

Having said this, the godfather squatted for a while, then laughed again.

"And do you know, they are all your fans, and after knowing that they are doing the surgery for you, they are willing to treat you unconditionally and for free."

Everyone looked at Ye Heng, expecting Ye Heng's reaction, but Ye Heng just sat quietly on the hospital bed without answering.

"Xiao Ye, if you want, I will help you talk to those doctors, we can start treatment at any time."

But Ye Heng turned his head to look at the godfather, showing a helpless wry smile.

"Can I think about it for a few days?"

Hearing this, the godfather froze for a moment, but finally nodded.

He understands that making this decision is not easy.

While there is a possibility of success with this treatment plan, there is also a possibility of failure.

Ye Heng didn't know whether to accept this treatment, he was a little scared.

But it is not that he is afraid of death. Now, compared to death, he is more afraid that he really has a glimmer of hope for this technology and believes in him.

But in the end, everything failed, and he had to accept this terrible death again.

He didn't want to wake up again and be told he was beyond repair.

No one should accept such torture.

Perhaps simply, it would be easier to accept your own mortality now.

But to be honest, he does have a glimmer of hope for this so-called new technology.

But what are the odds of success?How much torture will I have to endure again.

"Then, let's think about it for a few days."

"I will bring you the information about this project, so that you can have a more detailed understanding of this project."

"Can you also bring me my case?" Ye Heng said suddenly.

Hearing this, the godfather froze for a moment, but finally nodded.

Now that Ye Heng knew, it was useless to hide these things, it would only make him more upset, so it was better to give them to Ye Heng directly.

"I'll get your case, let John and the others talk to you."

After speaking, the godfather left the ward.

John walked slowly to Ye Heng's hospital bed. He wanted to say something to Ye Heng, but nothing came out of his mouth.

Sometimes the most desperate thing about these terminal illnesses is that you obviously want to comfort him, but find that any words of comfort seem so powerless.

You want to do something, but find that no matter what you do, it won't help.

Terminally ill people feel the invitation letter and threat letter from death.

And people who see friends and relatives with terminal illnesses feel a sense of helplessness and hopelessness.

Even if you are willing to give everything, you will not be able to help him reduce one iota of pain and worry.

John had no choice but to put his hand on Ye Heng's arm, and patted his arm, his face full of sorrow.

Others seem to be in the same situation, and words of encouragement are ridiculous at this time.

Finally, Mrs. Timis walked slowly to Ye Heng's hospital bed.

"You, is there anything you want to eat? Maybe I can bring you some."

Ye Heng wanted to say something, but his mind was blank, and he couldn't remember what he wanted to eat.

I seem to have no appetite for anything I eat recently.

But it's normal, most people know that they will die soon, and their appetites probably won't get better.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

After thinking for a long time, Ye Heng could only hold back these two sentences, trying to comfort everyone.

Although his mood is no better than anyone else at this time, he also knows that everyone came here out of concern, and their mood is definitely no better than his own.

At this time, the door of the ward opened, and the godfather walked in slowly with Ye Heng's case.

The godfather handed the case to Ye Heng, his eyes full of helplessness.

Ye Heng was silent for a while after taking the case.

He looked at the godfather, "Does the outside world know about my situation?"

The godfather shook his head, "I don't know yet, we suppressed the news."

Ye Heng nodded, "That's fine too."

He didn't want the outside world to know the news, because what he wanted most now was to be quiet, and he didn't want too many people to know about his situation.

Tears and crying, and a pile of useless letters, these will not make him feel better at this time.

In comparison, he felt that he needed a quiet ward more.

While that wouldn't cure him, it would at least make him feel better.

"Then, we won't bother you for now."

As the godfather said, he knew very well that what Ye Heng needed now was quietness.

Most people are usually not ready to deal with other people after learning that they have a terminal illness, and it is best to give them time to accept that they cannot change the fact at present.

After the godfather left with the crowd, Ye Heng took out his case and looked at it.

In the column of the case, it is clearly written.

"Advanced malignant lymphoma, identified as caused by overwork, and has spread and metastasized in a large area."

"The initial identification is still three to five months away. If chemotherapy is given, if you are lucky, you can live for one to three years."

After a general look at the appraisal, Ye Heng put the case aside, and began to think about the advice his godfather just gave him.

Chapter 503 Experiment

Ye Heng has three choices now, either to wait quietly for death, or to die in three to five months.

Either undergo chemotherapy, although it is painful, but it can live an extra year or two.