Rebirth: I have an APP [Entertainment Circle]

"I xi...want to apologize to you." Pan Bo finished the half-spoken words in one breath, and he spoke very loudly in order to strengthen his courage, and covered Wen Chengyu's words.

Only then did he realize that Wen Chengyu had just spoken, and asked, "What did you just say? I didn't hear it."

The corner of Wen Chengyu's mouth couldn't help twitching, and the eyes he looked at Pan Bo were also full of resentment.He lowered his eyes, picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing. Why are you apologizing so nicely?"

Pan Bo was so nervous that his heart beat faster, he took a deep breath, and kept saying what he was holding back in his heart: "I just think I did a lot of things badly before, I'm sorry."

His face couldn't help getting a little hot, he had never expressed his thoughts to others so directly, and he put aside his face to say it now, and was a little shy.

Pan Bo looked at Wen Chengyu's movements, the chopsticks in his hands kept on, and there was no expression on his face.

Is he still angry?Thinking of this, Pan Bo's heart beat faster, and he fixed his eyes on Wen Chengyu, trying to see the subtle expressions on the other's face clearly.

Wen Chengyu was annoyed at first, Pan Bo's hesitation made him worry a little bit, but he said it out to apologize.He doesn't care about those things at all, as long as he can continue to get in touch with Pan Bo, everything can be reposted.

But seeing Pan Bo's blushing cheeks and fidgeting, he suddenly felt a little bit of teasing. He wanted to see that Pan Bo cared about him.

But Pan Bo stared at him so eagerly that Wen Chengyu had to stare back, and he began to be reluctant to make Pan Bo anxious again, so he could only smile at the corner of his mouth: "I'm not angry, if Get angry, and I'll say it straight."

Pan Bo seemed to have been redeemed, his whole body relaxed, and he unconsciously laughed big: "Great!"

"It's true not to be angry, but since you feel sorry for me, shouldn't you show something?" Wen Chengyu asked teasingly with the corners of his lips raised.

Pan Bo was taken aback for a moment, and replied blankly: "What do you want to express?"

"For example, give me a gift, or... do something for me." President Wen Da didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he asked at this moment.

Of course it's best to give me yourself.Wen Chengyu whispered bb in his heart, but he still didn't dare to show it to scare Pan Bo.

Pan Bo vaguely understood, and he asked, "Then what gift do you want me to give you? Or do you want to do something?"

Pan Bo's eyes were so clear and clean that Wen Chengyu couldn't help but feel guilty. He murmured: "It doesn't need to be anything special, just..."

His gaze suddenly caught sight of the food on the table, he thought about it, and said, "There's no need to trouble yourself, it's just that if you work overtime occasionally and you're at home, leave me a bite to eat."

He rubbed his stomach pitifully: "I'm not used to the takeaway that the secretary ordered for me. Even the stir-fried vegetables have to be put in lard, which makes me feel uncomfortable. I eat your food today and I think it's delicious. If you can't finish eating, you can ask me to sweep the tail."

What a request!Pan Bo's eyes on Wen Chengyu were even more moved. Wen Chengyu was looking for a step down for him!

He nodded wildly and said, "Absolutely. Tell me what kind of food you want to eat, and I'll ask my assistant to buy the food."

Wen Chengyu took out his mobile phone, opened a green software, handed it to Pan Bo, and asked, "Do you want to download a WeChat? The secretaries all said it is very convenient and easy to use."

Of course, Pan Bo knew that this was very convenient and easy to use. He took out his mobile phone and registered an account, and added Wen Chengyu to it.

Wen Chengyu smiled as if he had won the lottery, held his mobile phone and said, "Then it's settled, I'll send you a WeChat message later."

He reluctantly finished his meal, helped clean up the dishes, and found that there was no reason to stay at Pan Bo's house, so he had to say goodbye.

Pan Bo woke up around five o'clock in the morning the next day. He didn't sleep well all night, and his mind was full of images of Wang Jing's death in his previous life playing back and forth.

After hurriedly changing his clothes, he rushed to the hospital. When he arrived at the ward, he found that Wang Desheng and his wife had also woken up. They were sitting in the ward, looking at each other silently, while Wang Jing was lying soundly asleep in her pink crib. .

Pan Bo walked in on tiptoe and asked Wang Desheng in a low voice, "Teacher, how is the situation?"

"Just now at six o'clock the nurse came to draw a few tubes of blood and asked for further tests." The stubble on Wang Desheng's face had already turned blue, and the whites of his eyes were covered with bright red blood.

When the teacher heard the conversation between the two, she began to wipe her tears again, but she was afraid of waking up Wang Jing who had just fallen asleep, so she suppressed the choking sound in her throat.

After another long day of waiting, just when Pan Bo felt that Wang Desheng and his wife were on the verge of collapse, they finally got news.

The doctor who examined Wang Jing the day before walked into the ward with a serious face, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand.

He beckoned the three of them to the corridor, and carefully closed the door of the ward. Wang Desheng grabbed his hand and asked in a trembling voice, "Doctor, what's the result of the examination? Ah?"

The doctor held his hand instead, patted him lightly to stabilize his mind, and said, "It's lucky, this tumor has just formed, and it's not big."

Wang Desheng didn't know how to put on a happy or sad expression, and his facial features were so stiff that they were deformed.

"But there is one thing, we need to seek the opinions of your family members first." The doctor looked distressed, "Although the tumor is not large now, we suggest that the child should be treated with chemotherapy first to curb the spread of tumor cells, and then undergo surgery. "

"And this chemotherapy will be very painful. Generally, adults will feel very difficult. I don't know if they can survive it."

The teacher's wife, who had suppressed her crying for a long time, couldn't hold it back any longer. She burst into tears, wondering if it was because of the connection between mother and daughter, and Xiao Wang Jing, who was separated by the door, also burst into tears in the ward.

"Doctor, what if we don't receive chemotherapy?" Wang Desheng closed his eyes with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

Pan Bo only felt his heart being pulled back and forth. He heard the doctor say, "If we don't receive chemotherapy, we can perform surgery immediately."

Wang Desheng was silent, this is a dilemma.One is pain but it may lead to a greater success rate of treatment, and the other is pain reduction but it may cause worries. Whichever one you choose, you will feel uneasy.

Pan Bo felt the same way, he called APP in his mind: Is there any way, can you help us?

The APP rang, and Pan Bo took out his phone and looked at the words on the screen as if he was holding a life-saving straw:

[I can try to help you calculate, but it may bring unknowable consequences. 】

What consequences?Pan Bo was stunned.

【I never said how I was reborn with you, right?It's related to this, but the time is urgent and I won't say more. If I help you this time, I may be found and taken away by someone who is looking for me, and you will no longer be able to use my reminder function. Would you like to? 】

Pan Bo yelled in his head: Now it is a life-or-death choice, I still think about myself? !Besides, do you think I'm that weak?

[Also, give me a few minutes, I want to perform data calculations. 】

The app doesn't make any sound anymore.

Pan Bo was in a state of anxiety, Wang Desheng frowned, and seeing his lips slightly parted, he had already made up his mind, but the app still didn't remind him, so Pan Bo hurriedly stopped him: "Teacher, let's discuss it again, it's not too late. Two hours."

The doctor nodded: "Yes, we also hope that the patient's family members can make a decision after careful consideration. Once the treatment plan is determined, we will determine the corresponding treatment method. Please do it as soon as possible."

After the doctor left, Pan Bo called Wang Desheng and his wife to the end of the corridor, and said straight to the point: "Teacher, what do you think?"

The teacher's wife calmed down, wiped away the tears all over her face, and said, "How much does this chemotherapy and surgery cost?"

"What money is not money! We will spend whatever money you have!" Wang Desheng said with a glare.

"You don't have to worry about the money. I still have some money here. It's enough to cover the initial expenses," Pan Bo said. The APP in his pocket finally heard the familiar ringtone like the sound of nature. He smiled at the two of them embarrassedly. , Take out your phone to look.

【What treatment plan should Wang Jing choose?

A: Chemotherapy first, then surgery. →Cure success rate 60%

B: Direct surgery. →Cure success rate 30%

C: Chemotherapy first, then surgery, then chemotherapy. →Cure success rate 75%

D: Chemotherapy first, then surgery, and then find the maker of the burn medicine for postoperative immune system TCM therapy. →Cure success rate 89%]

Pan Bo finally read the last option. His palms were sweating from nervousness. The last "89%" cure rate made him completely motivated to fight: Wang Jing will be cured, and she will not die!

But then, the APP pushed another message:

[I am in danger now, and I will leave for a while, please pay attention to maintaining your health and physical signs. 】

leave?What's the meaning?Pan Bo called the APP in his mind, but he couldn't see any response from it.

Pan Bo was at a loss in his heart, but Wang Desheng and his wife were still struggling in pain, so Pan Bo had to put aside the thoughts in his mind for a while, walked to the two of them and said, "Teacher, I have a suggestion, you can see it." no."

"Even if the child is in pain, we still need chemotherapy before surgery, because once the cancer cells spread out of our control, they may spread to the thoracic spine, lumbar spine, etc., which will greatly increase the difficulty of subsequent treatment." Pan Bo recalled I explained to the two of them the information I found, "So it is more painful in the early stage, and the cancer cells are prevented from spreading. After the operation, the cure rate of this disease in the child will definitely be higher."

"You're right." Wang Desheng regained his composure, "I think so too."

"But there is one thing, this tumor can rest easy after surgery from time to time, because the tumor is fierce and the child's immune system is in a fragile state, the tumor is likely to fight back and relapse again."

The expressions of Wang Desheng and his wife immediately darkened.

"So I would like to make a suggestion. I have a friend here who knows a very powerful Chinese medicine doctor. I want to visit him and invite him to give Wang Jing postoperative immunotherapy. What do you think?"

"Let's do it, procrastinate for one more day, and quietly suffer for one more day. I just want her to live healthy and healthy. No matter how high the price is, I don't care." Wang Desheng said.