Chapter 768

The young man shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, miss. My master has said that he won't see anyone."

The young man then turned and left, maintaining the usual calm and gentle, no one can pick out his reason, can't borrow the topic to make trouble.

When everyone goes back to their respective residence, Xia Yuanqiu deliberately sends Xing Fang into the space to see Xiaobai and Dabai, and calls Xing Ying into the room to call him again.

Seeing Xia Yuanqiu's dignified face and frowning, Xing Ying deliberately sent Xing Fang away. She was also fluffy in her heart: "have I got any incurable disease?"

Xia Yuanqiu didn't return to him. He still carefully examined and listened to his wrist pulse. After listening to the pulse, he reached out to touch his abdomen. He quickly dodged and took his eyes to see Zhu Yan awkwardly. Zhu Yan nodded to him and said, "it's OK. You'd better cooperate with Yuanqiu."

Xing Ying just sat back to his original place, beating a drum in his heart. Did he get any serious illness?

Xia Yuanqiu, from below his clavicle, pressed his face inch by inch, and kept asking if he was in pain. If she had any strange feeling, she saw that Xing Ying's face did not change, and there was no pain. Her frown was a little relaxed, and she sighed: "it seems that the situation is better than I expected!"

Xing Ying said anxiously, "Your Highness, princess, what's wrong with me?"

Zhu Yan came forward, patted him on the shoulder, said: "it should be nothing big, and listen to Yuanqiu talk about it."

Xia Yuanqiu pursed a cup of warm tea and pushed it to Xing Ying, saying, "don't worry. Listen to me slowly."

The more like this, Xing Ying is more uneasy, tea also refused to drink, urgent way: "you don't sell the key, is dead or alive, straightforward give me a knife!"

When Xia Yuanqiu saw him like this, he didn't want to say anything more, so he had to say: "Xing Ying, you have a stomach disease at this time. If you treat it earlier, it may be just a minor disease. You can get better after taking a few doses of medicine, but you've been dragging on for too long, and the minor disease has become a serious disease."

Xing Ying was stunned and asked: "serious illness? What serious illness? "

Xia Yuanqiu said: "according to my preliminary estimation, it should be early gastric cancer. Fortunately, it is early. Otherwise, the situation will only be more complicated."

Xing Ying did not understand: "gastric cancer? What is gastric cancer? "

Xia Yuanqiu said: "you may not know what is gastric cancer. This is a noun for me, representing the name of a disease. You don't need to know what is gastric cancer. You just need to accept my treatment well and obey my arrangement completely. I will try my best to cure you."

When Xia Yuanqiu spoke, he didn't feel relaxed. In Xing Ying's opinion, it was a terrible thing.

Once upon a time, he followed Xia Yuanqiu and saw that she had cured many patients. In front of the patients, she rarely showed such a dignified expression. Only when she met the Jiangdong plague did she have such a dignified and tangled appearance.

Is his disease as intractable as the plague?

He was never afraid of death. He was only afraid that death was beyond understanding.

Now, he is not Xing Ying who used to be alone. He has Xing Fang and a white head appointment with her. He doesn't want to die, and he can't either. He says in a trembling voice, "how many chances are there for cure?"

Xia Yuanqiu stretched out a hand and said, "fifty percent!"

Fifty percent, more or less, half chance of life and half chance of death. He knew that this meant little hope.

Xia Yuanqiu wants to say something more. Xing Ying reaches out and says, "stop talking, let me be quiet!" He turned away from the room and ran away.

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