Double ten

Mu Feng has lost a lot of weight after nearly a month of detox, but his spirit looks good.

"Xiaofeng, are you packed yet?" Xia Chengfeng, who opened the door and went through the discharge procedures, came to pick him up in his room.

"En." Mu Feng nodded, carried a shoulder bag for daily necessities, and replied, "Let's go!"

Xia Chengfeng naturally picked up the backpack and put it on himself, put on the prepared sunglasses for him from the collar, looked up, down, left, and right, but he couldn't see anything, put on the sunglasses himself, held his hand, go outside.

Mu Feng struggled with his hand, but he couldn't shake it off, so he let him go.

"Small sample, don't try to escape!" Xia Chengfeng thought happily.The place where the big hand is holding is intertwined with his ten fingers, and it can't be firmer.

Xiaofeng was discharged from the hospital today, where should I go to celebrate?Xia Chengfeng filtered through the city's best beer restaurants in his mind. He couldn't make up his mind which one it was. Just as he was thinking about it, the two of them took a few steps out of the door, and Yang Jin, who was running out of breath, stopped him The way to go, "Mu Feng can't go!"

Xia Chengfeng and Mu Feng looked at each other, and saw puzzlement in each other's pupils, "Why?"

Yang Jin handed him the test sheet, looked at Mu Feng, and asked seriously, "Do you have severe anemia symptoms?"

"This has been around for a long time."

"Why didn't you come to the hospital for an examination when you found out?"

"..." Occasionally have a sickness or something in prison, who will care about your life?

Mu Feng's silence made him gasp, his handsome face was terribly gloomy.He raised his gold-rimmed glasses and asked again, "How do you feel these days, is there anything unusual?"

"No!" Mu Feng answered very simply, pulled the test sheet out of Xia Chengfeng's hand, handed it to him, and pulled the people around him to leave without waiting for him to take it.

Xia Chengfeng was at a loss, and he couldn't understand the professional inspection form, but he had a vague premonition that it was not a good omen.

He wondered, what went wrong?He didn't want to know, for fear of other mistakes.

The relationship between the two finally went in a good direction, could it be...

What he was worried about happened.Yang Jin raised his voice behind them: "Mu Feng, you have stomach cancer."

"Advanced gastric cancer." He added, letting the two of them know the seriousness of the cause.

The air condensed, and the pedestrians around hurried past, and the three of them remained motionless as if frozen.

After reacting, Xia Chengfeng turned around and pulled his collar, and said coldly, "Yang Jin, there is a limit to joking!"

"Am I kidding, you ask him." Yang Jin poked his neck and looked at this iron buddy who grew up wearing open pants with him, and now he glared at him like a red-eyed pit bull.He is not afraid of anyone, as a doctor, professional ethics is there, so why would he lie.

He is one of the insiders of his friend's emotional history, and he understands his fragility under his strength.Therefore, he didn't care about his 'miss', otherwise he would not be so lucky if he was replaced by someone else.

Having learned the true kung fu from the hermit master, he forcibly suppressed the urge to knock down his friends, and he was so depressed.

He tolerated it, and Xia Chengfeng, who was dizzy from anxiety, didn't think about him, "You were just joking, right? Huh?"

The tie was pulled hard, which made him almost out of breath. Thinking that he had done his best for his friend, his sweetheart, but he got such a result. He really wanted to beat up his friend. Bad breath.

His fist was clenched and rattling, before he could swing it, Mu Feng's cold voice stopped him just in time, "Senior..."

With a soft call, Xia Chengfeng immediately threw him away, hurried over and worried: "Xiaofeng, what's the matter?"

I'll go, it's really not a family, don't enter a family!Bullying him as a single bark and no one to help him, right?snort!Sooner or later, he will find his other half to show affection, and labor and management will not envy him.Yang Jin was so angry that he almost spat out old blood. He reluctantly straightened his tie and ignored the cunning couple.

"I'm fine, let's go back."

"..."

"Ride the wind..."

"When did it start?"

"...A few days ago, a few days ago." The senior he knew was always gentle and gentle, with happy or indifferent expressions on his face, even if he didn't see him at the playground, it was nothing, but now, he felt inexplicably Fear.

"Yang Jin told you?" The words came out, Xia Chengfeng thought about it, and thought it was wrong, if a friend knew about it, he would tell himself.

Mu Feng lowered his head, bit his lip, kept picking at the seam on the edge of his jeans with both hands, his eyes were erratic, and he didn't dare to look at him.

Seeing the stalemate between the two, Yang Jin shook his head, walked over and asked, "Do you feel difficult when eating, or do you feel full and uncomfortable in your upper abdomen after eating, and you vomit morning and night, or morning and night?"

"...difficulty eating."

"This is a tumor growing in the pyloric part of the stomach." I don't know where it got offended, my friend looked over coldly, and he changed the subject: "Do you have symptoms such as dizziness, palpitations, and excretion of indigestible food?"

Mu Feng's head lowered, and he whispered, "I have dizziness, but I have no palpitations...I consulted the nurse and found out it was stomach cancer."

"Let's do further inspections!" Yang Jin patted his friend on the shoulder, signaling him to cheer up, and strode to prepare the plan to be used.

"Is there a cure for advanced gastric cancer?" Xia Chengfeng's words made him stop, and he continued walking without turning his head. "The survival rate is only half a hundred."

This is already on the bright side, but in fact it is less than half a hundred...

No, yes, definitely possible.

Xia Chengfeng hugged the guy who had done something wrong and lowered his head, and closed his eyes tightly, forcing back the tears that overflowed his eyes.

No one can take away his little wind.Neither can God.

Mu Feng, who hadn't walked out of the hospital gate, was brought back. After a series of related diagnoses, the test results, as expected, were advanced gastric cancer.

"When you knew it, weren't you desperate, afraid, helpless and panic?" Xia Chengfeng's slender, wheat-colored fingers caressed his slender eyebrows, all the way down, tracing his thin lips without a trace of blood, nostalgic Still, "I am here, Mu Feng, I have always been here."

Lying beside him, hugging him in his arms, the person in the dream seemed to have sensed it, his small head arched towards his neck, breathing evenly, and fell asleep.

The treatment plan is systemic chemotherapy + traditional Chinese medicine treatment. Surgical resection is not the first choice. Mu Feng does not seem to get sick often. In fact, he has left many sequelae in prison. Stomach cancer is the most prominent case, such as knee pain due to weather changes. , these are minor ailments.

The process of treatment must be difficult.

Tossing about illness every day is commonplace.Every time after chemotherapy, people seem to have passed through the gate of hell, miserable and dejected.

The side effects also followed. The anemia became more and more serious. When the dizziness was severe, the eyes were dark, accompanied by nausea, vomiting, abdominal pain and other phenomena.

I can't eat, but I have to eat. The diet is mainly liquid, light and nutritionally balanced.

Mu Feng became more and more tired and weak, prone to sweating and drowsiness, but in the past four weeks, it is not an exaggeration to describe him as skinny.

The one-month curative effect did not relieve the condition, but accelerated the disintegration of cancer cells and the metastasis of cancerous tumors.

As for his own body, he knew it himself, and Mu Feng had prepared for the worst.

Death is not terrible.For those who have been to hell once, why not do it again?

The only thing he can't let go of is Ryan.

When he was free and didn't sleep, he often looked out the window and said silently, "Xiao An, where are you, can you come out to see me? Just one time..."

Whenever he looked out of the window in a daze, Xia Chengfeng knew that he was thinking about his nephew.

Thinking of the friendly words he had just said in Yang Jingong's office, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained.

"The treatment effect is not ideal, you have to be prepared."

In just one sentence, fourteen characters, the luck left in his heart was burnt out, leaving only ashes.

He yelled and made a lot of noise in the office, but he couldn't change the hammered reality.

Destiny is hard to break, and he believes that everything is man-made.

"breeze…"

"…Um?"

Sitting on the side of the bed, Xia Chengfeng touched his short hair habitually, "We're going abroad for treatment, we're leaving tomorrow, I've already booked the plane ticket."

Mu Feng's hair didn't fall off, but it was dry and yellow, without the black color it used to be.

It's rare that he doesn't dislike it.Mu Feng took off the messy hand on his head and played with his fingers, "Senior, can I ask you a few things?"

Emphasized that he should call himself Ah Cheng many times, this person just likes to call him senior.

That's all, according to him, all according to him, "What please? Just tell me to do it."

If this is the case, fine, I am afraid that if you have heard it, you will refuse.Mu Feng was still fiddling with his fingers, and said in a normal tone, "There are quite a few."

Xia Chengfeng looked at him with a smile, waiting for him to speak.

"One, find Xiaoan. I want to see him one last time. Whether it's posting an advertisement or posting a missing person notice, as long as I find him."

"Yes." Xia Chengfeng nodded, this is not difficult.Now that technology is so advanced, it is easy to find it by checking videos, bus stations and other ticket sales places.

"Second, you will be solely responsible for the property under my name and the novel I wrote." He said, pulling out something to write from under the pillow and giving it to him. "This is a power of attorney, which has been signed and fingerprinted. If this is invalid , you can invite someone to be a witness."

"breeze…"

"Article [-]." Mu Feng said to himself without giving him a chance to interrupt, "If my other works can be signed, [-]% of the proceeds will go to your name, [-]% will be reserved for Xiaoan, and [-]% Give it to Lin Xuan, and donate the rest to impoverished mountainous areas."

"I don't agree!" Withdrawing his hand and turning sideways, Xia Chengfeng was restless and breathing heavily.

What the man said was like confessing the funeral, no, it was confessing the funeral.

"Disagree?" He expected it would not be so easy, but he couldn't delay.Mu Feng teased him, "Do you think I gave you too little? By the way, I still owe you 500 million. I sold the car, and the house plus savings are not enough..."

"Xiaofeng, you know that's not what I meant." Holding his shoulders, Xia Chengfeng was a little excited, "We will definitely be cured when we go abroad, so you don't have to worry about it, huh?"

He also really wants it, wants him to have himself in his future life, but this hospital is the best hospital in China, has the world's top technology, and employs overseas returnees... If there is no hope, it is the same to go abroad Mu Feng raised his hand to pinch his face, smiled, "The last one, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital and find a quiet place."

"You will promise me, right!" Leaning on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, Mu Feng was sure that he would promise himself.

Yes, he will agree, he has been unable to refuse his request.There were tens of thousands of ants gnawing and tearing in his heart, and the pain was like biting his bones. Xia Chengfeng hugged him tightly and felt better.

Losing you, am I still me?

He didn't dare to think about it, but had to face this coming situation.