The next day, Chen rose after the exercise, a weight and less than three jin, happy fast jump to the sky.

Then Wan Wan went shopping with her two elder sisters.

Chen rose continued to meet her friends and left with the army by the way.

Because she was studying abroad, most of her classmates came back only during the Spring Festival, so it was a rare chance to meet her.

Lin Yi looks at the empty home and feels lonely again.

All of a sudden, Lin Yi is not used to the quiet house. Suddenly, Lin Yi remembers that he was going to see Yu Laozi. He almost forgot to pat his forehead.

So he rushed to the old man's house with some good wine and cigarettes.

I haven't seen him for a year. I don't know what happened to him. Last time I saw him, it was Guoguo who made a video call with him.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi steps faster. However, when he comes to the door of the old man's house, he finds that the yard is quiet and the door is closed.

"Bang bang!"

Lin Yi knocked on the iron gate and found that there was no movement. It was a bit strange. Did he go out to visit relatives and friends?

Just think of here, came an old man, hair and beard are white, looked at Lin Yi one eye, good heart way: "young man, who do you look for?"

"I'm looking for this one. It's rich."

"Oh! "Ah..." the old man sighed, "he often plays chess with me. He was ill last night and sent to the hospital."

"It's hard to estimate. For the old people of our age, that's not to say that there is no one." Laozi said to himself.

"What? Uncle, did you say Yu Fugui was sent to the hospital? Which hospital? "

The old man didn't expect that Lin Yi was suddenly so emotional. He was stunned and hesitated: "I, I don't know. Ask someone else."

Lin Yi's heart thumped, knowing that Yu Fugui was in his prime this year, and that he might die with a little knock.

I'm afraid this hospitalization is definitely not a minor illness.

Without saying a word, Lin Yi quickly dials Yu Qinglian.

The phone was connected after a long time, and Yu Qinglian's voice came with a strong cry and trembling.

"Lin, brother Lin, my father is dying."

"What's the matter? Why didn't you tell me? " Lin Yi frowned.

"I can't help it. I've been busy for my father since last night. Now my father has just been sent to the operating room. I just have time."

Lin Yi took a deep breath and understood Yu Qinglian's situation very well. He said, "what's wrong with the old man?"

"Brain, brain tumor, advanced, the doctor said no treatment, if early still hope." Yu Qinglian said intermittently.

"Tumor?" Lin Yi is very clear that these two words generally mean death. In terms of world science and technology, cancer can not be cured.

"I'll be right there. Where are you?"

"Brother Lin, I'm in Beijing Cancer Hospital."

Lin Yi put down the phone and rushed to Beijing Cancer Hospital.

Beijing Cancer and neurology hospital is a famous hospital in China, and even has a small reputation in foreign countries. We often see foreigners who come here by plane for treatment.

Among them, director Jia, who specializes in the treatment of craniocerebral injury and brain tumor, is a pillar of the hospital.

However, even he could not help shaking his head and sighing in the face of such body measurement data and intracranial CT.

"How's director Jia? Can my father be cured? " Yu Qinglian couldn't cry.

Director Jia took a deep look at her and said, "don't hold too much hope."

With that, director Jia went into the disinfection room for disinfection, and then into the operating room. m.shenPINwu