When Dr. Lawson came out of the CT room, he saw the gloomy faces of the people.

He realized something and immediately asked, "what happened? Is there really a tumor?"

"Doctor, in your CT image, you can see..." an assistant of Dr. Raphson explained intermittently, speaking very slowly. He organized the language while speaking.

"Film, I want to see the film! I want the most authoritative diagnostic analysis!" Dr. Lawson has seen his future, he couldn't help shouting.

Like passers-by walking in the dark, using sound to strengthen his courage, Dr. Ralph Sen was flustered at this moment.

However, when the film appeared in front of Dr. Raphson, a person who did not understand medical treatment saw the focus image of space occupying lesion about 3cm in the right lower lung at a glance.

Malignant tumor! No tumor 88 days ago!! What Zheng said is actually right!!!

Dr. Lawson felt a little dizzy. It was originally a "vicious" curse. How did it become a fact!

President Zhang and his party have not separated from the negative emotions such as surprise, consternation, fear and incomprehension.

Dr. Lawson immediately asked to return home. He felt cursed rather than ill.

If you don't hurry up and leave for another two days, you may have advanced lung cancer. There is no good way to cure it.

At that time, it will be too late to regret.

At this moment, Dr. Lawson was in a state of extreme regret.

I knew Dr. Zheng was an adult who could talk to Kerry... No, that's just one of them. He is the one who can cure the witch Maris. How dare he offend him!

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Zheng Ren didn't receive the video data, and he wasn't in a hurry. Dr. Lawson's disease should not be treated in DIDU.

After talking to Christian, it was dark.

Taking advantage of the lack of sunshine, send Christian away, and Maris stays in the capital, waiting for Zheng Ren's treatment.

In fact, Zheng Ren thinks that the whole 3D scanning and image reconstruction has been perfect. Anyone can do the operation, but you need to work slowly.

But both Christian and Maris refused this. In Maris' words, Zheng Ren has a pair of hands kissed by God. It's impossible to change people.

That's it. Zheng Ren reluctantly took over the "big job".

A few days later, Zheng Ren made a between the lines for Maris, and Zheng Ren Neng felt the author's resentment. The hearts are stacked, which makes people sigh.

Unfortunately, Zheng Ren thought.

Looking at him, his heart moved. How's the little boy?

A long time ago, I met a little boy with advanced tumor when I just arrived at 912. He playfully played games while his mother communicated with director Qi, and asked Zheng Ren to watch for him.

After a period of time, his QQ talk often seemed to mention that his disease was getting better.

Zheng Ren didn't believe it. He thought of some possibility.

Although there are many life and death departures in the hospital, people gradually become calm. But in the face of a strange little boy, Zheng Ren still couldn't bear to watch him wither so early.

So I don't know when Zheng Ren never logged in to Q again and didn't go to see the little boy's talk again.

Today afternoon, the sun was very good. Zheng Ren, who has always been like a stone, felt warm in the soft part of his heart by a ray of sunshine, and the whole person was a little softer.

He switched the interface to the location of QQ login and pondered for a long time.

Although Zheng Ren calmed down to indifference, indifference to coldness during medical treatment, operation or emergency rescue. But that's just professional quality, professional needs.

On such an afternoon, he hesitated in the face of a small flower that was about to wither before it was in full bloom.

Until finally, Zheng Ren pressed the login button.

Maybe it's fate, maybe it's fate, maybe it's the sunshine that makes people warm in the afternoon.

Zheng Ren saw his friend status after logging in. The little boy just updated a comment 12 minutes ago.

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Note 1: when establishing Q group, I feel the pressure suddenly increases. I used to play a mobile game for two and a half years, so I was given up. Occasionally I think of it, but it can only be used as a memory. Good memories exist in my past life.