When the operating room lights finally went out, Li Qian and the squad leader who had been waiting at the door for several hours then stood up. Looking at Chen Yu who had walked out of the operating room, the two hurriedly met him and asked him, "Chen Yu, how is Wang Jiancheng? Is it okay?"

"He's fine, but have you two been here all night?" Chen Yu took off his mask, looked at the tiredness on their faces, and asked them.

Hearing Chen Yu's question, Li Qian hurriedly explained: "The classmate reunion was organized by me and the class monitor. If someone has something to do, we must not see what happened? By the way, what's wrong with Brother Jian Chen? He vomits blood so much. Could it be that he is too fierce to drink alcohol and has a problem with it?"

"I can't tell you this. As a doctor, you have to keep the patient's condition confidential, but you can ask your family." Chen Yu smiled at Li Qian and did not tell him about Wang Jiancheng's condition: "The person will come out later. Do you want to see him?"

"It's good to go and have a look. You can't stay all night. You don't even know what the result is, right?" Li Qian joked, and then asked the squad leader beside him: "Sister, this is enough for me. If you're so late, you can go back first."

"I've come here, let's see if I'll go back." The squad leader shook his head and insisted on staying to see what Wang Jiancheng is doing before leaving.

The class leader is Li Qian's cousin. Although he is an older sister, the two are actually only half a month apart, so they were separated in the same class at the beginning.

However, as an older sister, the class monitor's grades are much better than Li Qian and are also loved by teachers, so she has been the class monitor since she was a child. In the eyes of her parents, Li Qian is more or less afraid of this sister.

When Wang Jiancheng opened his eyes, he saw the strange ceiling and the dripping dripping hanging on the side.

"Are you awake?" Chen Yu's voice came from beside him, causing him to turn his head. He saw Chen Yu, Li Qian and the squad leader standing beside him, while Zhu Yiting sat by the bed holding his hand.

"What's wrong with me?" Wang Jiancheng was still a little confused. He only remembered that he was about to brag at the class reunion. After drinking two sips of drink, his stomach hurts and vomits blood. As for what happened after being sent to the hospital, he could not remember very clearly: "I seem to vomit blood? Is this in the hospital?"

"This is the ward. You have just finished the operation, don't move around." Zhu Yiting pressed Wang Jiancheng's shoulder and signaled him not to move around before explaining to him: "You have severe stomach bleeding. There are not enough doctors in the hospital at night. It was Chen Yu who helped you with the operation."

Hearing Zhu Yiting say this, Wang Jiancheng's eyes at Chen Yu suddenly became a little complicated, but he still thanked Chen Yu very politely: "That's really thanks to Chen Yu, you are here, otherwise I'm afraid I don't know what it will turn out! When I'm discharged from the hospital, I must treat you to a meal, thank you very much!"

"There is no need to eat. You should pay more attention to your diet in the future. After gastric removal, it will have a great impact on your appetite. This is a process that requires slow adaptation. You must focus on liquid diet in the future and eat less and more meals." When Wang Jiancheng said he wanted to treat himself to dinner, the expression on Chen Yu's face became a little subtle, but he still reminded Wang Jiancheng that his stomach had been cut, and eating and other things would be greatly affected in the future.

"Ah? No? I'm just a stomach bleeding. Chen Yu, you cut my stomach?" Wang Jiancheng suddenly became a little excited when he heard Chen Yu say this. He really couldn't understand why he just vomited blood, so why did he vomit the stomach.

"What nonsense? You have ulcerative stomach cancer. If you don't cut off your stomach, you will die!" Zhu Yiting, who was standing beside him, immediately pressed down on Wang Jiancheng.

"What? Am I gastric cancer?" Wang Jiancheng felt that his brain was not enough. It seemed that after he vomited blood, he was confused and had too many things that he could not accept during this period, which made him feel that he didn't know how to face it.

Seeing his incredible look, Chen Yu, the surgeon, still fulfilled his responsibilities as a doctor, and explained to him: "I originally wanted to do an abdominal distension and stop bleeding, but I didn't expect that when I was incision, I found that you had ulcerative gastric cancer and it was in the progressive stage.

I didn't want to cut it for you, but after Zhu Ting called your parents, he still asked me to cut it off. According to regulations, as your wife, she also got the consent of your parents. She could do this for you, so I still performed this surgery on you.

Don't worry, the cut is very clean and the tumor has not spread. As long as you pay attention to recuperation in the future, it will not have a big impact on your quality of life. There is no possibility of postoperative recurrence, but it is basically not high. Zhu Ting himself is a doctor and will take good care of you."

"Why don't you ask for my opinion?!" Wang Jiancheng still couldn't accept Chen Yu's words.

Anyone who is suddenly told about cancer and has a stomachache will not feel very good. What's more, Wang Jian is not a person with open mind, so he naturally complains again.

"Why did I have to have a stomach cut? Can't I still be able to treat chemotherapy?" It seemed that the wound hurt again because of the excitement. His expression suddenly became very ugly: "And if the cut is clean, there will be no sequelae, who knows? Isn't it just a little surgeon, and I'm talking about it like an expert professor!"

Wang Jiancheng's complaints immediately made the expressions on everyone's faces in the ward look equally ugly, and the smile on Chen Yu's face could not help but turn into a sneer.

After hearing Wang Jiancheng’s complaint, Zhu Yiting suddenly became anxious. While asking him not to say anything, she quickly explained: “I am an associate professor at the School of Medicine of the University of Tokyo! You want to ask someone to do surgery for you but you can’t ask for it! What nonsense is it!”

While cursing Wang Jiancheng, Zhu Yiting hurriedly apologized to Chen Yu: "I'm sorry, Chen Yu, Jiancheng has not woken up yet. You don't take it to your heart when he is talking nonsense."

"It's okay, they are all doctors. I've seen a lot of things like this in the ward. Take good care of him, and I'll leave first." Chen Yu shook his head, turned around and walked out of the ward without saying anything.

Seeing this scene, Li Qian and the squad leader said a few polite words such as taking care of themselves, and they also chose to say goodbye and leave. When the three of them walked out of the ward, Wang Jiancheng still cursed and heard behind him: "It's not that they are professors from Peking Union Medical College, what's the big deal! It's not that they can't afford to hire an expert without money..."
Chapter completed!