Boss, have dinner tonight." Su Yun walked in from outside and greeted Zheng Ren from afar.

"Doctor, I don't know your surname, but I still have to thank you." After hearing Su Yun's words, the woman said calmly: "I won't disturb you anymore, I'll leave."

After saying that, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. I don’t know whether she was holding back the sadness in her heart or trying to leave Zheng Ren with a smile. But in the end, she left with a blank expression on her face.

Su Yun came over and met the woman.

He was stunned for a moment, as if he had seen a ghost, "You...you...why are you..."

The woman turned sideways slightly, moved away from Su Yun, and walked out slowly.

Su Yun looked at the woman's back disappearing at the door in confusion. He frowned and walked to Zheng Ren and asked, "Why do you look like the person I met at the door of the B-Super Room half a year ago?"

Zheng Ren felt that face blindness was really a flaw, and Su Yun completely crushed himself in this field.

He nodded silently.

Su Yun had long noticed that the atmosphere was not right. He had a delicate mind and rich clinical experience, and he guessed what was happening in just an instant.

"Boss, the child is still alive?"

"It probably won't work anymore." Zheng Ren sighed, "It said that he would be discharged from the hospital automatically today. She is going to take the child to see the sun and grass."

"You can't do it either?" Su Yun asked briefly.

Zheng Ren recalled the situation when he saw a boy half a year ago. At that time, he was already in the late stage of cancer and was helpless. He didn't know what price a woman paid, so he forced the child's life to last for several months.

It was impossible at that time, and now... it should be impossible. It is estimated that the tumor tissue has undergone a comprehensive metastasis, which cannot be solved by surgery. My own level is improving, but the tumor is also spreading continuously.

He shook his head, silent.

Su Yun patted Zheng Ren on the shoulder and said, "Don't think about it, sometimes manpower is exhausted."

"But I want to go and see him." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

"Hmm? I'm not scared?" Su Yun was a little surprised.

"I have only seen him once, and I don't know what he is now." Zheng Ren said seriously, "When I see him, I will send him out of the hospital, and by the way."

"You go by yourself, I'm not interested in this kind of thing." Su Yun swayed into the office.

Zheng Ren thought for a while, walked out strode, turned around and walked straight to the hospital settlement site.

In fact, he had no idea. He had no deep communication with the little boy in the past, and even spoke no more than 5 sentences.

The memories of the relevant ones became blurred as time passed, and Zheng Ren couldn't even remember whether the little boy called him uncle or brother.

It seemed like it was an uncle, and he was still complaining about it in his heart at that time.

While he was thinking about it, he came to the hospital settlement site.

There were many people handling discharge settlement in the afternoon, and there were long queues in front of more than a dozen windows. It was not very troublesome to find someone. It was easier to find familiar faces in a group of mosaics in a sense than others.

The woman was queuing in the 3rd window. She was like a person in her forties or fifties in the crowd, her waist was slightly bent, and she was so breathless that she was overwhelmed by life and endless sadness.

Farewell, life and death are one of the most important things in the world.

Zheng Ren sighed, but without hesitation, walked to the woman and stretched out his hand.

"I am Zheng Ren, just call me Dr. Zheng." Zheng Ren introduced himself very seriously.

"Uh..." The woman was in a daze, and she looked at Zheng Ren in confusion, not understanding why this young doctor came here.

However, she obviously has good education, and she habitually stretched out her hand, shook hands with Zheng Ren, and whispered: "My name is Wen Xiaowan, I'm very happy to know you."

"Which ward is the child in? Can I visit him?" Zheng Ren asked.

The woman looked at Zheng Ren's eyes. She was confused, but she still said: "Director 3, Beds 7-18."

"Then you are busy first, I'll go see the child." Zheng Ren shook hands with the woman, and he met him. He then turned around and left.

In the third department of Oncology, Zheng Ren muttered in his heart, not caring about what kind of gaze a woman would look at him.

He strode to the elevator of the third department of hospitalization, and did not rush to walk the fire prevention passage, but instead squeezed the elevator to the 18th floor like others.

The people in the elevator were bustling, and Zheng Ren waited for a long time before he got on.

Usually, Zheng Ren doesn’t like crowded places. After all, the more people they are, the noisy they are. He is very upset. But today, he feels different.

It’s great to be able to live and talk and laugh. There is no need for these. Even if many people have sad faces on their faces, it is a very lucky thing to be able to live.

It is bustling here, but it also has the spirit of human fireworks.

When he arrived at the 18th floor, Zheng Ren got off the elevator and walked to Department 3 of Oncology.

Ward No. 7, bed 18, the little boy on the bed was looking at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking. After seeing him for half a year, he lost a lot of weight. A big bag bulged around his neck, and he was very sick. However, his eyes were still flexible, but he was very bored.

A blood-red system panel appeared in front of Zheng Ren.

The diagnosis of various tumor metastasis is fatal.

This was in Zheng Ren's expectation, and it would be the strangest thing if it all got better.

He walked over slowly, and the little boy noticed someone coming, and his eyes moved away from the ceiling, looking at Zheng Ren.

"Huh? Uncle, why are you?" His voice was hoarse and it was difficult to speak. But even so, he was still naughty and happy, as if he had no idea what he was facing.

Zheng Ren smiled, sat on the white stool beside the bed, and said, "I'll see you."

"Are you okay?" the little boy asked.

"I'm fine, what about you?"

"I'm just like that, but this time I was discharged from the hospital, my mother said she would take me to see the grass." The little boy said: "It's the kind of grass in the wild, with endless grass. It's autumn now, and if you don't go and see it, you won't be able to see it."

Is it autumn? Zheng Ren is not very sensitive to the changes in the four seasons. He is in the department every day for surgery. If Yiren doesn’t change his clothes, Zheng Ren can’t remember it. I’m afraid that one or two sets of clothes will pass after a year.

Sitting in front of the bed, Zheng Ren didn't know what to say.

The little boy was very talkative, and his voice was hoarse because the tumor tissue invaded the thyroid gland, invaded the cervical spine, and compressed the trachea.

He kept talking, as if he treated Zheng Ren as a big toy, a big friend.

"You look pretty good." After a few minutes, the little boy's physical strength was almost exhausted, and his words were intermittent, so Zheng Ren took it and asked.

"Well, I will try my best to survive." The little boy said, "By the way, my name is Shi Jian, Jian Qiang Jian, what about your uncle."
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