"Tumors?"

"Yes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Me?"

"Yes. ”

The ridiculous smile in Adam's eyes welled up, and he couldn't help but laugh, shrugged his shoulders slightly, as if he had heard the funniest joke this year, and shook his head gently, and his movements were even a little funny, "But it doesn't make sense at all." ”

Immediately, he also realized that his reaction was disrespectful to the doctor, so, coughing lightly, regaining his composure, retracting his jaw, and apologetic with his eyes, "I'm not challenging your authority. Adam bit his lower lip, raised his right hand, scratched his forehead slightly, and then looked up again, "I mean, I don't smoke, I don't drink, I'm still a recycling type." ”

After saying that, Adam also raised his eyebrows, showed a self-deprecating smile, and raised his hands slightly, taking that self-mocking spirit to the extreme, but his movements quickly converged abruptly, and the doctor's words made the smile on his face gradually dissipate.

"Actually, your situation is rather peculiar because your cause is very rare......"

The curvature of Adam's mouth froze a little, and he stared at the doctor's gaze seriously, but the doctor still avoided eye contact, just explained endlessly, the professional and devoted gesture, there was no joke at all, which made Adam stunned.

Tumors?he?

The chattering sounds in my ears were like the echoes of the valley, getting farther and fainter, fading and fading, until at last only a chaotic echo remained, and the specific sentences could not be heard clearly, as if it were just the wind whistling.

So, what does that mean? Does he really have a tumor? Malignant tumor? And then, what did the doctor say just now? Cancer? He got cancer? Why did he get cancer? What kind of cancer is it? What is the difference between cancer and tumor? But what is the difference between cancer and tumor? But what is going on with the doctor saying that his blood and urine tests are normal?

Question marks, countless question marks, kept popping up in his mind, more and more, gradually filling the whole brain, he only felt dizzy and swollen, but the brain seemed to have stopped functioning temporarily, and he couldn't think well. All of this has become the simplest word, "cancer", which is amplified and amplified in the mind.

Andrew was reading the manuscript according to the report, and he had read the professional medical vocabulary countless times, and it was finally smooth, but his attention was always a little unfocused. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Adam in front of him, his dark brown eyes turned into a mess, the smile dissipated, the sunlight faded, and the focus dizzed little by little, leaving only a blank look.

All of a sudden, time seemed to stand still, and even the air stopped flowing.

This little bit of confusion, no sadness, no pain, no anger, no struggle, some just incomprehensible confusion, but a faint bitterness spread on the tip of the tongue.

Adam lowered his head and thought about it seriously, but found that his head still couldn't sort out his thoughts, he gently pushed the chair back, and then stood up with his hands supporting himself, his arms were actually a little weak, his body staggered, but he reflexively supported it, and he also unconsciously showed a smile to the doctor, as if mocking his embarrassment, and seemed to apologize for his faux pas, but his eyes still couldn't see the focus, and naturally people couldn't tell the difference.

Then he got up and walked to the window.

The sound was still ringing, but Adam needed some fresh air. Standing by the window, watching the cars below, the focus paused on a big red car, followed the traffic, and then blurred again, stunned, and the voice echoing in the room became clear again, "...... The tumor is shrunk to an easy-to-treat size before surgery is considered. ”

By the way, he had a tumor, more precisely, a deteriorating tumor, which is cancer.

The thought popped up, and the brain, which had stopped thinking, couldn't help but start working again, and the sense of reality gradually became clear, and his fingers couldn't help but curl up, and his fingertips were cold. What does cancer mean? Death.

A simple word came out, and Adam's finger movement couldn't help but pause, and the doctor's calm and objective voice came to his ears, "...... Next, chemotherapy may lead to infertility", but he turned a deaf ear and directly interrupted the doctor's words, "But I'll be fine, right?"

Andrew raised his head and looked at Adam, there was a little nervousness between the sparse eyebrows, and there were more doubts, the apprehension slowly faded like a thick smoke, but it was not turbulent, gradually, gradually wrapped around the eyebrows, extending little by little.

Andrew inexplicably felt a slight tightening of his shoulder muscles, and invisible pressure began to creep in, he avoided his gaze, trying to recall the words in response, but his mind went blank.

"Right?"

There was a faint smile in Adam's voice, and his eyes looked at it intently and seriously, faintly revealing a hint of expectation.

“…… If you want someone to talk to. Andrew finally remembered, but the sentence was extremely difficult, even a little stumbling, he raised his hand, but put it down weakly, he was not sure why he did it, and what he wanted to do, "uh...... Our hospital, huh...... There are some good social workers and psychologists ......"

The doctor's words gradually blurred in his ears again, Adam looked out the window again, and his brain gradually became a blank, not a blank like a blank paper, but a chaotic blank, countless thoughts were surging gently, but they were chaotic, and they couldn't be sorted out at all, the depths of his pupils revealed confusion and confusion, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

The dark brown eyes were still clear and bright, but there was no trace of the soul for a while, and through the thin shoulders, it seemed that the excited elves gradually fell silent, the bright sunlight slowly dissipated, the cheerful breath slowly calmed down, and the whole world fell into a mass of gray, not bright white, nor deep black, but vague gray, full of uncertain swings.

Will just stood silently, staring intently at the figure's back.

The back with confusion, with loss, with confusion, with loneliness. Everything was faint, not turbulent, but I felt that the aura of the whole person gradually weakened, as if a bright flame gradually dimmed after losing the support of firewood. A faint residual temperature could still be felt around the fireplace, but the temperature had cooled down uncontrollably.

This process of hypothermia is so slow, yet so helpless. More of them were still at a loss - they wanted to fight hard, but they didn't know how to start, so they were stunned in place.

Inexplicably, Will tasted a hint of bitterness.

It's not the kind of pain that grabs the sky, the earth-shattering, and heartbreaking, nor is it the kind of shock that touches the heart, tears and hits the heart, everything is just like a glass of warm water, just right, gently pulling the wounds in the depths of the heart, the dull sourness, only you can taste it.

Will suddenly turned his head, unable to bear it. Because in that back, he saw himself, and he saw himself at a loss, at a loss. The memory, when it finally came back again, was so vivid and terrifyingly real that it took him a little breathless.

Jonathan just stood in place, still smiling at the corners of his mouth - the small expressions, small details and small lines in Lan Li's performance just now had a kind of natural banter, which made people can't help but smile, he likes such moments, moments of joy in suffering. But then, Jonathan tasted the bitterness, so turbulent that he could barely swallow it.

He finally understood what Lan Li meant.

and the previous performance, this time the performance seems to have nothing, you can't see the traces of force, you can't see the outburst of emotions, you can't see the ups and downs of the drama, everything is understatement, so that people can savor the delicate emotions hidden in it-

Dazed, confused, lost, that sense of emptiness makes the focus lose its direction, as if it has never really understood what cancer really means, and what it will bring?

The momentary suffocation was like a three-year-old child who had knocked over a plate of cake, worried about his parents' scolding, but unsure of how bad his behavior was. The innocent eyes revealed an innocent and simple blankness, but it easily hit the softness in the depths of the heart, and it was so sour that it made people breathless.

Cancer.

The weight of this word alone weighed on my chest like a mountain.

Lan Li reined in all the dramatic outbursts, but Yun Guo's delicate handling made everything logical.

In contrast, the previous performance was as absurd, exaggerated, ridiculous, and even greasy as a monkey show. Such a fully released performance, put here, on the contrary, seems cheap. At a cursory glance, you will feel the shock, a powerful blow, but after a careful aftertaste, it is too fierce, too powerful, too impatient, and everything bursts out in one breath, but it is superficial.

There was no need to explain, no need to argue, Jonathan just licked his lips, the bitterness on the tip of his tongue wrinkled his whole face, and he knew that this was a truly brilliant performance.

No wonder. No wonder Lan Li was so dissatisfied just now, no wonder Lan Li's wording was so fierce just now, no wonder Lan Li even asked for a break just now, regardless of the rudeness. The difference in state makes the performance appear worlds apart. If Jonathan knew that Lan Li could give such a performance, then he would have scoffed at the previous performance.

But what is commendable is that he didn't know, but Lan Li took the initiative to mention it.

This professionalism made Jonathan's cheeks slightly hot, and he couldn't lift his head a little when he recalled his speculation and complaints just now.

“…… For a full five seconds, the whole set was silent, and Jonathan was born to break the balance, he scratched his head in embarrassment, thought for a moment, and took the initiative to say, "Let's watch the replay." ”