Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Ji Shumiao has been paying close attention to the snow disaster these days.

Heavy snow has fallen one after another in the south, affecting production and life to a certain extent. However, because all provinces and cities are fully prepared and have comprehensive response measures, everything is in order amidst the chaos. So far, there has not been a single fatality, and the situation of hundreds of thousands of people stranded at train stations has not occurred.

Of course there were economic losses, but it was much better than in the previous life, and the most important thing was that no one was hurt.

Ji Shiqian's condition returned to normal, so for safety's sake, he had a full-body checkup. Ji Shumiao discussed it with Brother Lang and decided to arrange a physical examination for the whole family.

The results of these examinations brought great joy and surprise, ups and downs to the whole family.

The physical examination results of Ji Shiqian, Ji Zhenhua and grandma were all normal. Qin Yun's physical indicators had improved significantly compared to a few months ago, and Qin Rong... was pregnant!

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the result, and then burst into excited cheers after being shocked. If they hadn’t been in the hospital, they would have been able to blow the roof off.

Qin Rong was embarrassed for a rare moment, and hid behind her husband with a red face. The arrival of this child caught the couple off guard, but since they were pregnant, they naturally had to give birth to it well.

Ji Shumiao stamped her feet with joy. She never thought that she would have a younger brother or a younger sister.

One month into the pregnancy, calculating the time, it should be the time when Ji Zhenhua sent Ji Shiqian back to Beijing. At this time in the previous life, he was already lying on the bed.

Ji Shumiao felt happy but wanted to cry at the same time. How much happiness had she missed in her previous life?

"Qin Sheng's family members?" the nurse called out, "Come here."

Ji Shumiao suddenly felt something was wrong and grabbed Lang Ge's arm in panic.

The whole family squeezed into the doctor's office. The doctor took the test results, turned around and said, "The MRI showed a shadow on the pancreas. The preliminary diagnosis is a tumor. Don't worry too much. The shadow boundary is very clear, the tumor is not big, and it was not found in the physical examination a few months ago. It should be benign."

Ji Shulang frowned and asked, "So is it conservative treatment or surgery?"

"I suggest direct surgical removal. Pancreatic tumors deteriorate very quickly, so don't delay. The sooner you treat it, the better." The doctor didn't dare to say anything definitive. "But I'm not an expert in this area. If you're worried, you can make an appointment with a pancreatic specialist."

Ji Shumiao knew that what the doctor didn't say was: pancreatic cancer is the king of cancers, with an extremely high mortality rate, and the mortality rate in the late stages is almost 100%.

The family quickly paid to see a specialist. After the gray-haired old professor examined the wound, he said calmly, "It's not a big deal. Just cut it off. Do you want to use the medical insurance or pay for it yourself?"

Grandma recalled: "We have the New Rural Cooperative Medical Insurance, but it is from another province and it seems that it cannot be used here."

"Sure, but it's going to be troublesome to go back and handle the procedures for out-of-town medical treatment. You might as well just go back and do it."

“No, no, no!” Ji Zhenhua refused repeatedly, “We will do it in Beijing, and you will do it.”

"Ah, then we need to prepare some money." The doctor wrote a prescription on the computer without looking up, "First, admit him to the hospital, and you go back to raise the money."

"I... the money we can use now is only 800,000..." Ji Zhenhua stuttered, "Can I go to the bank tomorrow to withdraw the rest of the money and then hand it in?"

Ji Shiqian said quickly: "I still have about one million in current accounts, which can be withdrawn immediately."

The two of them left the doctor speechless: "This is a hospital, not a black shop. Eighty or ninety thousand is enough."

Ji Shiqian couldn't believe it: "Tumor, tumor, are you sure it only costs 70,000 or 80,000?"

The doctor turned his eyes away, with an expression on his face that seemed to indicate he wanted to chase them out.

Ji Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you arrange it. You are an expert in this field and we will listen to your arrangements. Use whatever imported medicine you have and use whatever is good. You don't have to save us money."

When Qin Sheng touched his pipe again as usual, Ruan Xiangxiu glared at him fiercely, snatched his pipe and threw it into the trash can.

Qin Sheng pleaded with a bitter face: "I...Is it okay if I don't smoke? Leave the pipe to me. We have been friends for decades. Let me keep it as a memory!"

"No!" Ruan Xiangxiu's eyes were red, and she wiped her eyes and said, "It's your old partner, then what am I? I tell you, Qin Sheng, if you touch that thing again, I will divorce you!"

Qin Sheng pitifully asked for help from his daughter, son-in-law and granddaughters, but no one paid any attention to him. They all stood firmly on Ruan Xiangxiu's side.

“No more smoking!” Qin Sheng waved his hand, “I won’t smoke anymore.”

Qin Sheng was admitted to the hospital that day, underwent preoperative examination the next day, and was pushed into the operating room on the afternoon of the third day.

Everyone was waiting outside the surgery room for the results of the pathological biopsy. Even though they knew there was a high possibility that the tumor was benign, they were still worried.

Fortunately, it is benign.

Everyone in the Ji family breathed a sigh of relief.