Zheng Ren was silent, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, recalling the words of small stone, with slight waves in his heart.

"It's a tangled life, don't you think, brother." Little stone took a deep breath, looked in the same direction as Zheng Ren, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and whispered.

"Fortunately, everyone would think so. A few days ago, there was a rich man in my hometown who had nothing to do after the operation. As a result, he worried about his illness and finally split into another personality."

"Split personality? That's true! I thought it was all made up." Little Stone said in surprise.

Zheng Ren told little stone about Bu ruotan. He really didn't know what to say. He just talked about something. Maybe little stone would feel a little more comfortable?

Maybe, who knows.

The little stone's eyes widened and said in surprise, "it can still be like this."

"The adult world is not as strong as you." Zheng Rendao.

"What is the adult world? Let me call you brother while talking about the adult world. Have you also split?" The little Stone said with a smile.

Zheng Ren felt that Xiaoshi would be able to talk with Su Yun. He spoke very sharply.

The way they talk... But little stone is right. There is something wrong with his idea.

"How did you get here for more than half a year?" Zheng Ren asked.

"If surgery can't be done, let's put chemotherapy every day. After one course of treatment, there is another course of treatment, which is endless. I can only comfort myself. As long as I can treat it, it's good. I envy my friends that they can go to school with their schoolbags on their backs. I also wonder why they can't do a very simple problem." The little stone looked at the sky and said with some longing.

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded gently.

"I also know that my parents are sad. They choose me between money and me, and they are worried that I will suffer too much. It's so tangled! Brother, if you grow up, will there be more tangled things?" Asked the little stone.

"Yes, whether strong or weak, rich or poor, smart or stupid, there will be a lot of tangled things."

"At that time, my mother chatted with me and asked me for my opinions." The little stone swayed his legs and talked about other people's affairs like an ordinary child.

"What do you say?"

"Talk to her. I'm a child. I always have to look like a child." The little Stone said, "I just think I don't care as long as they are happy. Even if I don't want to go anymore, I can't help it."

Zheng Ren smiled. That's the so-called zaohui.

"What a pity. I guess I can cure this disease in a few years. But the younger I am, the faster the disease progresses." Little Stone said with regret, "it's really a pity."

"Didn't you just say it was hard?"

Zheng Ren is a little relaxed. Instead of talking to the patient, he talks to Xiaoshi in a dialogue with friends.

"I have to endure the pain. The same is true for those who got tuberculosis more than 100 years ago. I wrote in my book that many people, including doctors, know that electrotherapy is useless and want to try electrotherapy. It seems to be a kind of torture tool. The details are not very clear."

"Where's your mother?"

"She can't help it." Little stone finally sighed, "for more than half a year, my family's money has been almost spent, and the house has been sold. My father works overtime every day, doing two or three jobs. My mother is full-time with me, just thinking I can be happier."

"But there's really no good way."

Zheng Ren heard that there was some regret in little stone's words.

"What if there is?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Don't deceive me as a child. I can't play with my mobile phone for half a year. I've read a lot of books." The little Stone said, "although the books in the library are very old, there are always some basic theories that are universal."

Zheng Ren thinks little stone is really interesting. He talks like an adult and thinks about life like a. And listening to what he said, he took time to borrow medical books from the library.

"I'm terminally ill and can't be cured with myrrh. It's been like this since I found it six months ago." He whispered, as if his airway was compressed a little tight. Little stone coughed twice and took a deep breath. "Don't lie to me. Say something that can make us both happy."

"I don't know what will make you happy, but I just won the Nobel Prize." Zheng Ren said, "what you read in the book is not necessarily true."

Little stone suddenly became silent. He looked at Zheng Ren very seriously, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Zheng Ren looked at him frankly and didn't avoid it.

Obviously, after a few seconds, the doubt disappeared and a look of surprise appeared. But the surprise dissipated at a faster speed, leaving only a faint sense of disappointment.

"That's no use. There's no money." The little Stone said, "treatment is a bottomless pit, especially for diseases that can't be cured by existing technology. Just like you said, there are ways, which is estimated to be a sky high price."

"What if you don't have to spend money?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Are you a doctor, too?" The tone of little stone is very similar to Su Yun. "When I was in hospital, many people came to send leaflets and said what fund-raising is. My mother was moved, but I refused."

"Why?"

"There is no targeted, sweeping publicity." The little Stone said, "my next bed is an old man. He is very rich and has handed in materials."

Zheng Ren was silent.

"There must be a problem. I haven't studied any specific problems." Little stone smiled: "if you have money, you can cure it. There's no need to consume the kindness of others. There's no need to keep many people kind now."

Then he raised his hand and shook it at will.

"Not to mention this, what do you think if there is a way that you don't have to spend money, you can earn some money, and you can be operated on by a doctor at the Nobel prize level?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Is there really something missing pie in the world? Brother, don't lie to me. You want to spend money to see a doctor for me. There is a bonus for the Nobel Prize. You don't seem to be short of money." Xiaoshi didn't see Zheng Ren. He had his own impression of Zheng Ren long ago.

"Why? It's not easy for you to make money. Even if the rich second generation spends their parents' money, it's still not easy for your parents to make money."

Zheng Ren looked at him curiously and saw that his face looked a little indifferent and casual. It didn't seem to say his own life and death.

"It's a pity that I don't have time. Otherwise, turning over the Vajra Sutra twice can frighten you."

"It doesn't seem so easy to bluff the Nobel laureate."

"Forget it, my body is getting weaker day by day. My mother sold her house a few months ago and did proton heavy ion chemotherapy for demons. I know money can't buy my life, but I didn't advise. Do you know why?"

Zheng Ren nodded.

"It's easy to talk to you." Little Stone said with a smile, "money can't buy happiness, because money is happiness itself, and I am the source of their happiness, which is more important than money."

"Seriously, I'm doing live operation, because your condition is special, I'm doing live operation to let more doctors see."

Little stone's eyes suddenly became very focused.

"They see that although they may not be able to learn, they always know that there are more ways to solve problems. Maybe someone is as smart as you. Maybe they will see it once."

"And then?"

"Live broadcasting, of course, is not for nothing. Do I want to make money?" Zheng Ren said with a smile, "three months after the operation, your parents can also receive a live broadcast fee, about 30000 yuan."

"The treatment fee is free? Three months... You're afraid of problems with the operation. Let's make trouble with your family."

It's really a very early child. Zheng Ren smiled and nodded.

The little stone pursed his mouth, touched the package on his neck with his hand, and asked softly, "are you really sure?"

"There is no absolute certainty." Zheng Ren told the truth, "and you will suffer from surgery."

"If you want to live, pain is nothing. Can you prolong your life?" The little stone's eyes twinkled with hope.

"I can only try." Zheng Ren finally returned to the role of a doctor. His speech was vague and unclear.

"Brother, you are really boring." The little Stone said, "just talk to my mother like that. Tell me it's unnecessary. If the operation fails, I must be dead. Is it interesting for you to play charades with a dead man?"

Zheng Ren was stunned. He was really a very early child.

"Well, you can only look at your current situation step by step." Zheng Rendao, "I read your information. The situation is not optimistic, even pessimistic."

"I know, what is the probability of successful surgery?"

“50%”

"So high!" The little stone's eyes flashed again. He said forcefully, "50% at a time. If we can't, we'll do it twice!"