There was silence in the ward for a moment, and it seemed that An Deyang hadn't figured out how to answer her.

After a long time, a man's deep voice came from behind him: "It's pancreatic cancer." ”

Hearing this, Yang Shumei suddenly came back to her senses, and her brain was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, leaving only a blank space.

Yang Shumei stared at the cold man behind An Deyang in a daze: "Pancreatic cancer? That...... Am I in the late stages? Do you need excision surgery? ”

"I will let Dr. Zhang participate in this operation, Aunt An can rest assured."

An Deyang nodded and held her hand: "Don't be nervous, Dr. Zhang is the best Chinese doctor in the world, and he will heal you if you have him to regulate your body." ”

Yang Shumei lay on the hospital bed, staring thoughtfully for a moment, and a little tears welled up in her eyes: "But...... Can I still be cured? ”

"Yes, with Dr. Zhang here, it will be."

Hearing this, Yang Shumei grabbed An Deyang's hand and got up slightly: "Husband, I don't want to die, I don't want to die yet...... What to do. ”

"I know, no, I will do whatever it takes to minimize the damage, and it will be fine."

Gu Yichen inadvertently turned his head sideways, and Yu Guang saw a figure standing outside the window, glanced back at her, got up and walked out of the ward.

"Why are you here?"

"Mom is looking for Dad, I'll take a look." Mu Wanyu said.

The man took her hand, looked ahead and said, "Let's go, I'll go back with you." ”

Hearing this, Mu Wanyu glanced back at the ward and followed Gu Yichen away.

……

"Pancreatic cancer...... How did Yang Shumei get this disease? Song Lianwei was lying on the hospital bed, and she also felt incredible, remembering that she had always been in good health.

"This disease is not easy to detect, and there will be nothing unsuitable in the early stage, which is difficult to detect."

Song Lianwei was lying on the hospital bed, her expression paused, and she looked up and said, "Yichen, although she has a broken mouth, she ...... It really hurts you, did you ask Dr. Zhang to go over and have a look? ”

"The day after tomorrow, Dr. Zhang will be involved."

Song Lianwei couldn't help frowning, got up slightly and said, "Forget it, Wanyu, help me up." ”

"Mom, what are you going to do?" After asking, Mu Wanyu also deliberately glanced at the hanging bottle.

It wouldn't be going to visit Aunt Ann with a hanging bottle, would it?

Hearing this, Song Lian glanced up at her: "What, do you think I'm going to sensationalize...... I'm dying myself...... My head hurts so much when I'm lying down, it might be a little better to sit up. ”

"Oh."

Mu Wanyu answered, helped her up from the bed, and took a pillow to cushion her back.

"Is Aunt Ann's ward out of here?" Song Lian asked.

"Right next door to you."

Song Lianwei looked at her and said, "By the way, why haven't I heard her cry for so long?" ”

Mu Wanyu couldn't hold back for a moment, she wanted to laugh out loud very inauthentically, and eased her expression: "Uncle An is accompanying her." ”

"Deyang...... How about it, does she regret that she was so late to get pancreatic cancer, and the treatment is different. ”

"Uncle An's attitude has indeed changed a lot."

"Actually, when your Aunt An was young, she was a very good person, if she hadn't been neglected all the time, she wouldn't have become what she is now, I hope ...... They can cherish their last moments. ”

Hearing the word cherish, Mu Wanyu's face squeezed out a little smile, and she looked at her: "Mom...... What about you. ”

When Song Lian heard this, she stared at her coldly: "Am I dying?" ”