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Fu Ran's face was ashen.

He smiled jokingly at Lin Yang, and after a long time gently pulled the quilt for Lin Yang.

"I'll go downstairs and buy you breakfast."

He lowered his head slightly, walked out of the ward with dull eyes, and slowly closed the door.

He leaned against the door for a long time before he walked downstairs like a zombie.

The alley behind the hospital is a snack street.

The hospital's patient meals are specially provided here, and many family members of patients will buy food here for the patients to take home.

Fu Ran found a store and queued up.

When it was his turn, the chubby boss smiled, "Young man, what do you want?"

Fu Ran's throat seemed to be blocked, and it was almost difficult to speak: "I, I don't know"

The boss said loudly: "Is someone in your family sick? What's wrong?"

Fu Ran had a sore nose: "I love him, he has a bad stomach."

The boss understood: "Then I'll make you some porridge. My wife cooks it herself. It's delicious and nourishes the stomach."

While the boss was busy working, he sighed with emotion: "You young people are busy with work, you need to take good care of your stomach, otherwise there will be big troubles in the future.

Fu Ran nodded, his voice was low and hoarse: "Okay."

Standing next to Fu Ran was a mother and daughter. The little girl was five or six years old, and she was at the age of childish speech.

Grabbing his mother's hand, "Mom, mom, why is that uncle crying?"

The woman subconsciously looked at the handsome but exhausted man.

In the bright and bright morning sun, he gritted his teeth tightly, and strings of teardrops were gushing out from the corners of his eyes.

Near this hospital, life and death are parting, and all kinds of life are happening every day.

The woman's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly covered her daughter's mouth.

When Fu Ran returned to the ward, his eyes were still red, but there was no abnormality on his face that anyone could see.

He opened the hot porridge and put it in front of Lin Yang, "Come, eat some."

"I have no appetite."

"Eat as much as you want. If you don't eat, you will have no energy."

Fu Ran picked up the bowl and wanted to feed him.

Lin Yang leaned his head on the pillow, frowned slightly, and swallowed the porridge fed by Fu Ran with some reluctance.

"I'll go back later to pack some clothes and daily necessities. If you see what you need, just tell me and I'll bring it here for you."

Lin Yang: "I don't need your care here, you go back to the company early."

Fu Ran was always spending time with him, and the company didn't know what kind of chaos it was.

Fu Ran blew on the hot porridge, and handed it to Lin Yang's lips again: "I won't go to the company recently, it's nothing serious anyway. I'll go back when you recover from illness."

After Lin Yang ate half a bowl of porridge, Fu Ran was slightly relieved.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

Lin Yang frowned: "It's okay."

With drug control, his body is no longer as uncomfortable as the previous two days.

Lin Yang will be hospitalized next time, there is nothing here, Fu Ran will go home to get something, "What do you want for lunch? I'll make fish soup for you?"

Lin Yang closed his eyes, "Whatever."

Fu Ran tucked the quilt up for him, then took Lin Yang's test sheet and left quietly.

After leaving the hospital, he drove the car directly to Ji Rulang's apartment.

Ji Rulang was on the night shift last night, and he is still catching up on sleep.

Ji Rulang was startled when he heard the door slamming on the door, he thought it was a family member of a patient who came to the door.

He put on some clothes and hurried to open the door.

"Come here, who is it?"

As soon as the door opened, standing at the door was Fu Ran with bloodshot eyes.

Ji Rulang was taken aback, "Fu Ran, are you out of your mind and came to my place to smash the door?"

Breaking up with Lin Yang really broke his mind.

Fu Ran was breathing heavily, shrunk his shoulders slightly, and looked like a ghost just crawling out of the water.

Ji Rulang pulled Fu Ran into the room and closed the door, "No, Fu Ran, are you okay?"

Fu Ran took the test sheet out of the bag and handed it to Ji Rulang.

"You are in the oncology department, help me see how to treat it."

Ji Rulang didn't take it seriously, and took it casually, "That's why you came here, I thought the sky was falling, why don't you just call me?"

He lowered his head and quickly glanced at the test sheets, then smiled casually: "Whose film is this? Is it your friend's?"

Fu Ran's eyes were empty: "Xiaoyang's."

The smile on Ji Rulang's lips froze instantly.

He stared at the test sheet in his hand, his face turned pale for an instant, and he looked at Fu Ran in disbelief: "Who's it?"

Fu Ran's voice was hoarse: "Xiaoyang's."

Ji Rulang's breathing tightened, his eyes fell on those test sheets, he scanned the ____ on each sheet, his brows were wrinkled, and he never saw the laughter before.

Fu Ran pressed Ji Rulang's shoulder, and smiled softly, "Rulang, you are the youngest doctor in your department, and your grandfather is an authoritative expert, you must have a way to cure Xiaoyang, right?"

Ji Rulang raised his head and took a difficult look at Fu Ran.

Then he went to look at Lin Yang's test report again.

He knew it just by looking at it.

In the advanced stage of gastric cancer, the cancer cells spread, and the probability of cure is almost zero.

If it is his patient, he will tactfully advise the family members to be mentally prepared.

But this is Lin Yang.

It's his little love to the bone.

How should he say such cruel words?

Seeing Ji Rulang sullenly and silently, Fu Ran's eyes turned red.

He choked up, his tone full of tears.

"Speak up, Ru Lang, Xiao Yang's illness can't be delayed any longer, I want to cure him quickly, and I want to take him home"

His hands tightly grasped Ji Rulang's neckline.

Ji Rulang's heart throbbed and he felt uncomfortable, "Fu Ran, Fu Ran, calm down."

"Plop __"

Fu Ran knelt down directly to Ji Rulang.

Ji Rulang's face changed suddenly, panicked and anxious: "Fu Ran, what are you doing?"

The two have been friends for so many years, from childhood to adulthood, when did Fu Ran kneel down.

Still give it to him!

He hurriedly pulled Fu Ran up from the ground.

Fu Ran knelt straight, his voice was hoarse, and he was unwilling to get up: "Ru Lang, I beg you, please save Xiao Yang"

Ji Rulang's eyes were scarlet, and his mind was buzzing.

"How can I save him!" Ji Rulang directly grabbed Fu Ran's collar and lifted him up, "He's so sick, what's the use of begging me now, why did he go earlier!"

Ji Rulang sat down on the chair and let out a "hey".

Fu Ran stumbled over.

Ji Rulang's voice was low: "I'll show it to my grandfather right away, their team is currently the most advanced medical team for treating stomach cancer in China."

There was a gleam in the Fu family's eyes.

Ji Rulang still wanted to give him a vaccination, "Fu Ran, based on my years of experience as a doctor, Lin Yang's condition is very bad."

"Can't you have an operation?" Fu Ran was short of breath: "Just cut off the tumor."

"It's not that simple!" Ji Rulang gritted his teeth and looked at Fu Ran bitterly; "His cancer cells have spread to other places, you just cut off his entire stomach, and his liver, he What about his lungs? Have you cut them all together?"

Fu Ran's eyes were bloodshot.

Ji Rulang let out a sigh of relief, and he re-read the test sheets.

Frowning: "You can transfer Lin Yang to our hospital first, the oncology department of the Third Hospital is not as high as our hospital."

Fu Ran nodded, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone: "Okay."

Ji Rulang's eyes darkened three points, and he still said what he shouldn't have said.

"Fu Ran, you have to be mentally prepared. Judging from this test sheet, I don't recommend Lin Yang to perform surgery."

Fu Ran still insisted, but Ji Rulang interrupted him directly.

"Let Lin Yang suffer less."

Fu Ran's eye sockets were instantly red.

The heart throbbed fiercely, and the pain that would split his body apart, made Fu Ran bend over and kneel on the floor.

Ji Rulang pinched the bridge of his nose, his voice was tired: "I'm going to call my grandfather and ask him to come over, Fu Ran, I will try my best to save him, but..."

"You have to be mentally prepared, treat Lin Yang better."

I don't know how long it took before Fu Ran staggered up from the ground.

"I'll go back and pack Xiaoyang's things first, and go through the hospital transfer procedures."

Ji Rulang watched him walk to the door with numb eyes, and finally couldn't help asking: "It's not a day or two since he was sick, what were you doing before?

Fu Ran's back stiffened for a moment.

Yeah, what is he doing?

He locked Xiaoyang at home, prevented him from taking medicine and seeing a doctor

And forced him to eat what he couldn't eat

He did all these shitty things.

Ji Rulang went to see his grandfather with a few test sheets.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you go or not, he knows very well that Lin Yang's life has already entered the countdown.

It's just a show, to give Fu Ran a psychological comfort.

Here, Fu Ran returned home and packed a suitcase. It was still early, so he went to the fresh food supermarket downstairs, bought two freshest grass carp, and then went back to the apartment to stew them.

After Lin Yang's hospital transfer procedures were completed, Fu Ran rushed to the hospital with fish soup in his hands.

"I made fish soup, it's very fresh." Fu Ran poured out the fish soup: "Try it."

Lin Yang: "I don't like fish."

"I know, I picked out all the fish meat, and some soup to nourish the body." Fu Ran carefully blew the cold fish soup, and handed it to Lin Yang's lips.

Lin Yang frowned uncomfortably.

"I can't go down."

Fu Ran: "I'll cook chicken soup for you that night, and I won't eat fish."

Lin Yang: "Have you gone to find Ru Lang?"

Fu Ran didn't speak.

"What did he say?" Lin Yang sneered; "Am I hopeless?"

Fu Ran raised his head suddenly: "Don't talk nonsense, he said it can be cured."

As soon as the words fell, two nurses walked outside the door.

"Mr. Lin, I'm going to give you the first course of chemotherapy."

Fu Ran was a little nervous for a moment.

Lin Yang: "Fu Ran, go out for a walk."

Fu Ran's eyes were red, "I will accompany you. You will hurt, Xiaoyang, I will accompany you"

Lin Yang was impatient: "Go out, I want to eat some soup dumplings from the school gate."

Fu Ran choked up: "Okay, I'll buy it for you"

When Fu Ran came back from buying soup dumplings, Lin Yang's chemotherapy had ended.

He was curled up on the bed, his whole body was a thin ball, his face was as white as a piece of paper, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

Fu Ran walked over carefully, brushed away the drenched hair on his forehead, and handed him the soup dumpling.

"Xiaoyang, I bought it back." Fu Ran's voice trembled uncontrollably: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, just sleep for a while, wake up and go back to sleep."

Lin Yang was breathing heavily, and slowly closed his eyes.

Fu Ran kissed his hair and put his head on the pillow.

Looking at Lin Yang's pale face, his emotions completely collapsed at this moment, and the crying in his throat was almost uncontrollable, he gritted his teeth tightly, so as not to cry out.

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Yichen walked in in a panic, followed by Gu Qingrang.