"Your body has become so bad, just lie down on the bed and rest more."

Because Sun Xuegui is much older than Yang Senping, and he has retired now, it is more affectionate to call him Xiao Yang.

Seeing that his actions were stopped by his wife, Sun Xuegui didn't insist on anything anymore.

He just looked at Yang Senping next to him and said with a bitter smile: "I won't greet you anymore. Anyway, we are not outsiders here."

"We were originally here to see you, so why are you so embarrassed to let you entertain us? The hospital is very concerned about your physical condition."

Faced with Sun Xuegui's words, Yang Senping quickly responded with a smile.

But for Sun Xuegui, he has now retired from the hospital and is in a state of retirement, and he certainly does not want others in the hospital to worry about his condition.

After all, this will only affect the progress of the project in the hospital.

After thinking for a while, he pretended to be relaxed and answered Yang Senping's question just now.

"Let everyone rest assured."

"I just have an old problem. I just need to recuperate in the hospital for a few days."

It's a pity that after he told such a white lie, the son next to him did not give him any face.

Tell the truth directly.

"I said Dad, what time is it now? You must fully cooperate with the doctor's treatment."

"Even pancreatic cancer is not impossible to cure."

Originally, the news that Yang Senping received was that Sun Xuegui was suddenly taken to the hospital by ambulance. He did not know the specific situation for the time being, but he did not think about it too seriously.

So much so that when I heard the words pancreatic cancer, my whole body was startled.

"What, pancreatic cancer!"

I subconsciously blurted out these words.

Although he is not an expert in the medical field, he knows very well what the three words pancreatic cancer represent.

If the treatment is not effective, it will not take long for the person to die completely.

After a few seconds passed, Yang Senping finally came to his senses, then quickly turned around to focus on Dean Yuan next to him, and asked about the specific situation with a solemn expression.

"Dean Yuan."

"I want to know how academician Sun's condition is?"

"If we try our best to treat it, is there any possibility of cure?"

"I'm sorry, Dean Yang." Faced with Yang Senping's inquiry, Dean Yuan couldn't bear it, but he had to tell the truth: "Based on the condition we have detected now, we can at most extend the survival time to a certain extent. The current medical level alone can still

There is no cure for pancreatic cancer."

After listening to Dean Yuan's answer, Yang Senping suddenly fell into silence. After a while, he turned his eyes again and spoke solemnly.
Chapter completed!