The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

It was rare for Marin to show such a funny look.

Seeing his reaction, Jian Qiuran, who was already uncertain, hesitated even more: "I'm just guessing, because at that time..."

Jian Qiuran explained what happened just now, spread her hands and said, "That's it."

The corners of Marin's mouth twitched, not to mention Jian Qiuran, even when he heard the description, he felt that he would only transform when he was blown up.

Forget it, no matter what the process is, the result is good.Marin wrote down everything verbatim, and then sincerely said to the young man: "Mr. Jian, you are welcome to fight in the future."

Jian Qiuran: "I was not polite."

Marin: "That would be great."

Jian Qiuran: "..."

Little White Tiger: "..."

After a whole morning of trouble, Marin was the happiest person.He motioned Jian Qiuran to wait for a while, and carried the little white tiger back to the space for a long time, until Jian Qiuran came back after lunch.

Jian Qiuran turned on the computer: "Start now?"

Marin pulled the bench over: "Okay."

One of them dared to teach and the other dared to learn. It was still a high-intensity eight-hour course.

Jian Qiuran was so engrossed in it that she exhausted her brainpower and had no time to think about other things.

On the contrary, Marin took the initiative to say at the end: "The little master's injury is gradually recovering. He is currently in an unstable stage and may become bigger or smaller at any time. I hope Mr. Jian will take care of it."

Jian Qiuran hummed, but her eyes were still fixed on the computer without returning to her senses.

Seeing this, Marin raised his wrist and tapped twice, and Jian Qiuran's computer immediately received a new file package.He thought it was a study material, moved the mouse and clicked to view it, but the first line was full of names such as 'Central Hospital', 'People's Hospital', 'Class I Tumor Hospital' and so on.

Jian Qiuran raised her eyebrows: "What is this?"

Marin: "I heard that Mr. Jian is going to treat a disease. I specially sorted out the information of hospitals in the whole province, including doctors and their achievements, facility conditions and prices, etc. I hope it can help you."

Jian Qiuran glanced twice: "Thank you."

"You are polite." Marin said frankly: "It's all mutual benefit."

Jian Qiuran curled her lips, she just liked his character of being clear about accounts.

The information is more comprehensive than imagined, and the pros and cons are also noted in the space behind, making it easier to choose at a glance.After Jian Qiuran finished reading all of them, she had already decided to choose a first-class tumor hospital and made an appointment by phone on the spot.

Marin was a little surprised: "So fast?"

Jian Qiuran said: "After all, it is a fatal thing."

Marin understood, and pondered again: "How long will Mr. Jian's surgery take?"

Jian Qiuran: "Pre-operative preparation is required in the early stage, except the day of operation, hospital observation and wound recovery, at least one to two months of rest. And half a year after the operation, the body will be weak and needs to be consolidated. Three years is the critical period, and there will be five years. 90% recurrence and metastasis..."

He said, as if remembering something, his expression suddenly became irritable, he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

He doesn't like surgery or chemotherapy.If it weren't for the tight schedule of the operation and the inability to pay off the debt and share the burden for Aunt Zheng, he would rather lie at home and wait to die.

At any rate, Marin was also someone who had stepped on a minefield. Knowing why he was irritable, he didn't dare to say more. He stood up and said, "Today's class is over. Since Mr. Jian has made an appointment for an inspection, he should rest early and recharge his energy."

Jian Qiuran hummed, "Good night."

"Good night."

The room that had been bustling all day finally quieted down.Jian Qiuran stared at the computer for a while, then felt that she was wasting time, so she simply quit the hospital information and clicked on other files to review the course.

The longer she spends with Marin, the more Jian Qiuran understands how far she is from him.He needs to try his best to catch up, to reach the height of the firewall, and to have the ability to protect himself and regain the initiative.

This is not an easy task, so he has no time to grieve for Qiuyue.

Jian Qiuran put on her wristband, took a deep breath, and continued to study as usual.

Because the appointment time was in the afternoon, Jian Qiuran stayed up late unscrupulously, and waited until the early morning when the sky gradually brightened, and then fell on the bed and pulled the quilt to rest.

I felt groggy for a while, until the alarm clock rang on time at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the uninterrupted explosive bells rang through the room.

Jian Qiuran frowned, her eyes were tired, but her head gradually became clear. After a short buffer, she got up and turned off the alarm clock.

The world is finally quiet.

Jian Qiuran scratched her hair indiscriminately, struggled to get up to wash up, and finally managed to catch up with the appointment registration.

The doctor looked at his case and said seriously: "Appointment for surgery also requires us to further detect the tumor condition and complete the routine preoperative examination. And you also need to devote yourself to the operation preparation. It is best to quit smoking and eat more fruits and vegetables Stay up late and keep yourself healthy."

Jian Qiuran: "...Okay."

The doctor said again: "But don't be too nervous. The success rate of early lung cancer surgery is very high. Relax and face it positively."

Jian Qiuran: "Oh."

Then there is inspection, inspection, and inspection. In addition to various CTs, there are bone scans, X-ray inspections, avant-garde bronchoscopy and other items, and the detailed counts are at least two digits.

Jian Qiuran ran around all day and was exhausted. Fortunately, she could rest directly in the hospital, which saved a lot of trouble.

The next day, after the doctor came to confirm his willingness to operate, the nurse began to instruct him to prepare for the operation.For example, banning smoking and alcohol, gargling more, improving nutritional status, and learning to cough and expectorate, etc.

Jian Qiuran followed suit one by one, and maintained a very good mentality.While waiting for the operation, not only can I consolidate the course materials, but I can also find time to feed a little white tiger.

The little gecko who has become a table favorite is only the size of a thumb. He drank a medicine similar to his own and stared at Jian Qiuran with big eyes. The dialog box displayed: "For the sake of your illness, I will let you go for the time being!"

Jian Qiuran hehe, and replied directly: "White dog."

The three words perfectly touched the thunder, and the little white tiger who was still calm and proud just now exploded in an instant, and said angrily: "Bastard! You are making progress!"

Jian Qiuran raised her eyebrows: "Where did I make an inch?"

The little white tiger groaned twice, and the dialog box swelled with anger: "I let you go with good intentions, but you use this to attack me, what is it?"

Jian Qiuran seems to have heard some joke: "Let me go with good intentions? I don't know who it is. In the past half month, I haven't won a fight. I can only bear the title of white dog and never change it."

The young man asked in a cool tone: "How about I change it into a kind white dog for you?"

The little white tiger was furious, and the dialog box where he could chat just now was instantly filled with the word bastard.

He howled, full of anger: "I will definitely defeat you! When you recover from surgery! I will definitely give you back this title!"

Jian Qiuran's expression was slightly restrained, and she suddenly said in a low voice: "It won't be fine."

The little white tiger with its fangs and claws suddenly froze, and asked blankly, "What do you mean?"

Jian Qiuran said: "It means...you must always be a kind white dog egg, and you will never be able to pick it off!"

The little white tiger exploded in an instant, and exploded into the inner screen with a bang. Before the meat pad popped out and struggled for two seconds, it was directly dropped by the drug effect, and fell back down again.

Jian Qiuran held her chin and looked at it for a while, and found that the other party was sleeping so darkly that she was close to coma, so she could only sigh and quit the game.

The days in the hospital were really boring. Apart from teasing the little white tiger, Jian Qiuran could only continue to consolidate the course review materials and try not to waste time as much as possible.

Fortunately, the preoperative preparations were finally over, and Jian Qiuran also ushered in his operation.

The nurse was afraid that he would be nervous, and encouraged him to face the illness positively throughout the whole process, as a young man to be strong.

Jian Qiuran responded humbly, feeling okay.

However, the calmer he was, the more anxious the nurse became, and she was very worried that his emotions would be kept in his mind.So I can only work harder to do ideological work for Jian Qiuran.

Jian Qiuran: "..."

He is really calm!Because he knew about the disease of lung cancer, early surgery was only the starting point of treatment, and there were countless tortures waiting for him in the future. This comparison was naturally accepted calmly and calmly.

The operation took nearly ten hours and was very successful.

Jian Qiuran was in a state of anesthesia and didn't remember anything, only that the light above his head was very dazzling, shining directly on his face.

When she woke up again, the light above her head had changed from bright white to warm beige. Jian Qiuran narrowed her eyes and stared at it for a while, then took a breath of cool air when she moved slightly.

Marin, who was waiting next to him, got up immediately: "Don't move! You just finished the operation, don't think about anything now, just lie down and rest peacefully."

"Oh." Jian Qiuran's reaction was half a beat slower than before: "Why are you here?"

"You need an escort, so I'll come here." Marin said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Jian, my identity information has already been completed, and the reason why I seldom go out is just to accompany the little master."

"Oh." Jian Qiuran was still groggy, and it was obvious that the anesthesia had not completely subsided.

"Go to sleep." Marin closed his voice, got up and informed the doctor of the situation, and continued to sit by the bed to accompany him.

It took a week for the postoperative observation. Jian Qiuran lay on the bed and basically slept. She was mostly drowsy, and her body was visibly weakened, which was completely different from before.

But his wounds have healed well.After checking again and again to confirm that there was no problem, the doctor affirmed: "These are normal phenomena. If you are worried, you can drink Chinese medicine to strengthen it. The most important thing now is to maintain a good mood and live a positive life."

After that, I babbled a lot.Hearing that, Jian Qiuran breathed heavily and didn't remember anything.I was just silently happy in my heart that I was finally able to leave this place full of disinfectant.