None of his friends who drink and eat meat would donate more than one hundred yuan to him.

His wife would even look at him coldly until he died in the hospital and would not look at him.

After all, who would be willing to take care of a husband who beats him every day, unless she is a slut.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is death without dignity.

"Doctor Di, you must save me. I know, you must have a way," he stretched out his hands and wanted to grab me.

I instinctively leaned back and said to him: "It's not difficult to save you, but you have to save yourself."

"Doctor Di, you said, as long as I can save me, I will agree to you everything," Ren Qiang leaned forward almost begging, pressing his liver area against my desk, and his turbid eyes were full of light.

"Arranging your home in the past few days and preparing for hospitalization," I didn't raise my head and gave him some necessary examinations.

Ren Qiang's face showed a puzzled expression, and he accompanied him to be careful and said, "Doctor Di, I understand everything you said. I want to invite you to my house for dinner tonight."

"Just invite me alone?" I looked at him with a smile.

He immediately understood and quickly added: "There are also Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, and Mr. Wang will go together."

I thought about it and nodded: "Mr. Ren, you don't have to worry too much. Although the examination report clearly states that it is liver cancer, based on my years of experience, the condition is still in the middle stage and there is still room for maneuver."

Ren Qiang's face finally relaxed a little.

He took the checklist I issued for him and went out with great gratitude.

When it was time to get off work, I just walked out of the clinic door and saw him sitting outside the clinic door on the bench in the corridor, holding a stack of examination reports in his hand.

When he saw me coming out, he immediately came up and said to me: "Doctor Di, Mr. Wang is waiting for you outside."

I was so amazed and laughed, and signaled him to lead the way.

After leaving the side door of the hospital, I saw Wang Cheng's car from afar and parked across the road.

Behind his Jetta, there was a blue-brand taxi parked, probably Ren Qiang's.

We crossed the road, one after another, and got into our respective cars.

Ren Qiang drove away first and we followed behind.

Not long after, I arrived at the downstairs of the old unit.

Ren Qiang quickly parked the car, jumped out, and ran over and opened the door for me very attentively.

As soon as I got off the car, I could see a big red detached word sprayed on the gray quartz sand wall.

Nowadays, old communities like this are rare in Tianxin City.

The city is undergoing iteration and update in full swing. It won’t take long to come here for good news of demolition.

Ren Qiang's home is on the third floor, with a three-bedroom apartment of eighty or ninety square meters.

Due to the age of time, it looks a bit messy, and the family of four lives inside, but it does not seem crowded.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhou Yunyun warmly greeted her.

The old wounds on her face had completely disappeared, and her haggard face seemed to have improved a little.

I don’t know if it was my own illusion or what happened. I always felt that Zhou Yunyun had become a different person. The smile on her face seemed from the bottom of her heart than when she saw her the previous two times.

Her husband's illness may prevent her from being treated violently, but the upcoming high medical expenses are also the shackles that the family is overwhelmed.

No matter what aspect, the burden on her shoulders will not be too relaxed.

I also saw Zhou Yunyun's mother sitting in a wheelchair.

This is an old man with gray hair and kind face. Although he has been sitting in a wheelchair for many years, his body is very neat and clean, and there is no unpleasant smell.

Zhou Yunyun enthusiastically served tea to me and Wang Cheng, and went to the kitchen to work hard.

Ren Qiang sat restrainedly on the sofa, holding a big tea cup commonly used by the rental master, and accompanied Wang Cheng and I, chatting without a word.

As I chatted, I felt my throat was so dry that it was smoking.

I picked up the cup on the coffee table, and the tea that Zhou Yunyun brewed for me and brought it to my mouth.

Just as I was about to moisten my throat, I suddenly smelled a faint breath from the tea.

This breath is very familiar, and it is not very difficult for me to grow up in a traditional Chinese medicine shop since I was a child.

This is the unique aroma of Chinese medicinal herbs. Which one is it?
Chapter completed!