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When Zhan Beitian heard the scream, his expression tensed and he rushed into the bathroom.

Mu Yifan used his left hand to pull at his pajamas, shaking the Right Hand while pointing it at his stomach, he said with a trembling voice: "You … "Take a look."

"The abs I'm so proud of are gone."

That's not the point, is it?

Zhan Beitian, "..."

He felt that the Atractylodes macrocephala Hook was doing something, otherwise, how could an ordinary person's stomach possibly swell so quickly?

"AHH!" Mu Yifan suddenly shouted loudly.

Zhan Beitian was startled by his ghostly cry, his face immediately darkened as he asked: "What's your name?"

Mu Yifan said in panic, "I … I seem to feel something moving in my stomach. "

Zhan Beitian frowned: "Is there something moving?"

"Yes, ah, it moved again." Mu Yifan rubbed his stomach, and said emotionally: "It's really moving, if you don't believe me, then feel it for yourself."

Zhan Beitian stared at his round stomach, his face revealing hesitation.

Mu Yifan's skin color could not be considered fair. In the navel, there was a small red mole, which was extremely bright, like a drop of blood.

"Look, it moved again. What happened?" Mu Yifan looked at Zhan Beitian worriedly.

Zhan Beitian regained his senses and glanced at the nervous Mu Yifan. He tried to place a hand on his stomach, but after five seconds, his stomach suddenly moved.

He was stunned and hurriedly retracted his hand. He felt that it was a little strange, but he also felt that it was a little strange and complicated.

Zhan Beitian rubbed his glabella, "Let's go to the hospital for an examination."

Mu Yifan immediately said: "I don't want to go to that quack doctor's hospital."

"I have a friend working at the military hospital in G City. I'll take you there. Hurry and change your clothes, I'll be waiting for you downstairs." As Zhan Beitian spoke, he walked out of his room and took out his phone to call his friend, telling him a bit about the situation …

Ten minutes later, Mu Yifan walked downstairs in his pajamas with a bitter face: "My stomach is too big, I can't even put on my pants, and my clothes are too."

"…" Zhan Beitian picked up the car keys: "Let's go like this."

When they arrived at the military region hospital, it was an hour later. Mu Yifan fell asleep once again.

Looking at his sleeping face, Zhan Beitian decided not to wake him up. She quietly carried him to his friend's office and whispered to him, "Qin Yang."

Shen Qinyang lifted his head, and saw Zhan Beitian, who was carrying another person in his arms. He was stunned for a moment before he asked, "Did he fall asleep again?"

"Yes."

Zhan Beitian placed the person on the bed and then told Shen Qinyang about Mu Yifan's condition, not even hiding the matter of his gunshot wound and bone cancer.

After Shen Qinyang finished listening, he let out a low hum, "His condition is indeed a little unusual, and there's a high possibility that it's caused by bone cancer."

Zhan Beitian pursed his lips and said, "I want you to make him a B-mode ultrasound first."

Shen Qinyang looked at him in shock.

Zhan Beitian's indifferent and handsome face revealed a little helplessness: "If you see anything in a while, please don't be too surprised."