Chapter 284

hospital.

Suffocating white.

Mr. Lin was sent to the emergency room.

The heavy door was closed and the warning light outside the door was on.

Lin Jiangxia was anxious and couldn't stop pacing back and forth outside the emergency room.

Feng Yishu approached and gently put a pair of slippers in front of her feet.

"Put on your shoes, madam. The floor is cold." He said painfully.

Lin Jiang Xia Mu ran stared at the slippers, but he didn't wear them, as if muttering, "Grandpa, will he be okay?"

"It'll be all right."

"But if it's all right, how can you spit blood?" Lin Jiangxia's eyes turned quickly and said, "what disease can it be? Tuberculosis or pneumonia? Grandpa is very old. No matter what kind of disease he can't carry. "

Feng Yishu sighed. At this time, he seemed to forget Zhan beiheng.

Reach out and grab Lin Jiangxia's slightly swollen ankle, lift her foot, and gently put the slipper on her foot.

"Grandpa has been sent to the emergency room. He will know what the disease is soon." Feng Yishu stared at her feet: "madam, you should take care of your body."

But she was still flustered.

The shoes are very comfortable and relieve the pain of the soles of the feet.

"I'll borrow a wheelchair." Feng Yishu got up, frowned and said, "it seems that even wearing shoes can't be done."

"No." Lin Jiang Xia Muran said.

But Feng Yishu obviously didn't hear it at all, so he turned and walked away.

The emergency room door is open.

The doctor came out in a white coat.

Lin Jiangxia couldn't care about the pain of her feet. She ran over quickly and asked eagerly, "doctor, how's my grandpa?"

"Are you the patient's granddaughter?"

"Yes, yes, my granddaughter, Grandpa, how is she?" Lin Jiangxia said eagerly with a faint foreboding in her heart.

"The condition has stabilized for the time being. Please rest assured." The doctor said gently, "please follow me to the office and I will explain to you."

Lin Jiangxia nodded in amazement.

There is a whiteboard in the doctor's office, on which medical image pictures are printed, so you can clearly see every detail.

At this time, the medical image reflects someone's lungs.

Even if Lin Jiangxia didn't know much about medicine, he could see the shadow everywhere in the lung, almost occupying the whole organ.

She covered her big mouth with one hand. She had guessed in her heart, and tears immediately swirled in her eyes.

"Unfortunately, the old man's lung cancer is advanced, and there are many bone metastases."

Lung cancer, those two words are like two knives deeply penetrating Lin Jiangxia's heart.

She had been standing, but now she sat down stunned, her head empty.

After a long time, the doctor's words gradually came into her ears.

"In view of the old man's age and poor physical quality, I'm afraid he can't accept chemotherapy, so we tend to carry out conservative treatment." The doctor's words have been very euphemistic.

Lin Jiangxia sucked her nose, held back her tears and said, "I understand, doctor, I can ask my grandfather... How much time is left?"

"It's hard to say, but according to statistics, we think there will be at most half a year left." The doctor sighed with regret and said, "let the old man do something he likes."

Lin Jiangxia's heart seemed to be torn.

She opened her mouth wide, but still felt that her breathing was not very symmetrical, as if a sense of suffocation was torturing her.

"May I have a record of Grandpa's diagnosis and treatment?" She wouldn't just give up.

Grandpa's condition, which cannot be treated in this hospital, does not mean that other hospitals cannot be treated. She will never give up until the last minute.

"Of course." The doctor nodded.

When she got the diagnosis and treatment records, Lin Jiangxia simply looked through them and knew that this was not grandpa's first treatment.

This hospital has completely kept the treatment records of old man Lin.

More than four months have passed since the first discovery of advanced cancer and the beginning of treatment.

During this period, the old man would come to get some medicine every time, mostly just to relieve pain.

Lin Jiangxia held the paper printed with the diagnosis and treatment records, stood on the cold corridor, his head empty, tears like rain, wet the first page of the paper and printed and dyed the text just printed.

After a long time, I managed to control my mood.

With those medical records under her arm, she turned and went to Mr. Lin's ward.

Private ward with only one single bed.

Mr. Lin has awakened and makes a slight cough from time to time.

"Grandpa." Lin Jiangxia cried softly.

"Xia Xia, are you here?" Master Lin smiled and said.

She approached the hospital bed, sat down next to the bed and stared at old Lin. her eyes were red. She wanted to talk, but she couldn't say it.

"Cried?" Master Lin said painfully, smiled and shook his head. "Don't cry. People are old. Sooner or later, no one can hide."

"No." Although he knew he shouldn't cry, he still couldn't control his tears: "grandpa won't, Grandpa will live a long life!"

"Don't be silly. Long life is just a medium-term hope. It rarely appears." Mr. Lin said with a slight pursed lip, his eyes looked a little empty and said, "if there is only one person with a long life in our family, Grandpa really hopes that person is Xia Xia you."

Lin Jiangxia sobbed and wanted to comfort, but she hesitated and couldn't speak.

"Xia Xia, do you know what grandpa was most afraid of when he just found out the advanced stage of cancer?" Master Lin said gently.

Lin Jiangxia shook her head vigorously, shaking the tears from the corners of her eyes together, and her nose and tears flowed together.

"I heard that if there is a family history, it may greatly increase the probability of cancer in future generations." Mr. Lin frowned again and said, "when I got the diagnosis form, what I was most afraid of was that if Xia Xia raised the probability of cancer because of my disheartening grandfather, he would be really guilty..."

The more he said, the more Lin Jiangxia cried.

At first, I could hold back my sobs, but now I'm crying.

It's like a pupil who is desperate to vent his grievances.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Mr. Lin said that, but his eyes also turned red: "Grandpa will be distressed if you cry like this."

Lin Jiangxia simply lay down by the bed and cried bitterly.

Master Lin raised his hand, stroked her hair, and murmured in his mouth, "don't cry, don't cry."

During this period, I still coughed gently.

The cough could not help catalyzing Lin Jiangxia's mood, making her cry more exaggerated, with a lot of tears and runny nose.