Mo Chenggui is undergoing surgery at Colonel Hewang.

The surgery took a lifetime for them, and they could literally complete it with their eyes closed.

"Old Mo, Xiao Ji is back, and he didn't forget us." Colonel Wang pressed the button of the closure device with a click, and the bag was cut, and the operation was completed.

"Ahem, cough, cough~" Mo Chenggui coughed twice and said, "I didn't expect Xiaoji to bring us a gift. This kid... cough, cough, not bad."

"Are you saying you are not even 70 or 80 years old? Why are you still coughing and not getting well?" Colonel Wang despised his old partner, "I will retire in a few years and go to Hainan. A few years ago, my mother had been coughing before she went to Hainan. She immediately coughed after getting off the plane.

good."

"Colonel Wang, is it so magical? Is Hainan really so good?" the nurse asked.

"Yes, it is a bit exaggerated to say that she stopped coughing immediately, but my mother's cough was reduced by 90%, and she stopped coughing in a few days." Wang Da said, "Cold and dryness are all triggers of bronchitis. Yes.

Got it!"

"Do you know where the prisoners were exiled during the Qing Dynasty?"

"It seems to be Ning Guta?" the nurse said tentatively.

"Yes, it's Ninggu Pagoda." Principal Wang said, "It's right next to my school."

"..." The nurse was startled.

"In Ning'an County, there are various ancient buildings from the Qing Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty. Tell me, Lao Maozi's exiled prisoners were in Siberia, and the Qing Dynasty was the Ninggu Pagoda. In the old saying, these are both bitter and cold places in the extreme north."

"What's the use of this poor land, and it doesn't even have an outlet to the sea. Every time the Northeast is revitalized, Hainan's housing prices will rise."

This nonsense has long been out of date, but now Mo Chenggui was quite moved when he mentioned it.

He has been coughing recently, and Mo Chenggui has not checked it out. He thinks it must be caused by tracheitis, bronchitis, etc. Coughing in winter is nothing to worry about.

"Professor Mo, Colonel Wang, what did Ji Xiang bring to you?" the nurse asked.

"Neymar's signed jersey was worn by Neymar!" Colonel Wang said proudly.

He can talk about this for the rest of his life.

If he catches up with a gossiping wine table, he will be talked about by Ji Xiang from the first day he enters the department, until he has achieved great results and has peaches and plums all over the world.

The little nurse was a little envious. She blinked a few times but said nothing. It seemed that she also wanted Neymar's signed jersey, and it didn't matter whether she wore it or not.

It's a pity that Ji Xiang doesn't remember her.

"Cough cough cough~ Colonel Wang, stop showing off and hurry up and do the surgery." Mo Chenggui said.

Of course the operation went smoothly, and the two of them got off the stage after more than a dozen circumcisions.

Just as Mo Chenggui was about to say something, a violent cough suddenly interrupted his words.

After coughing, Mo Chenggui took off his mask.

"Old Mo, we're in the operating room. Although the operation has been completed, please behave yourself." Colonel Wang began to comment on Mo Chenggui's actions.

Mo Chenggui usually did things in a strict manner, and often said that Colonel Wang didn't wear a hat when he came in, and the mask didn't cover his nose.

More than ten years later, I finally found an opportunity to say a few words to him. Of course, Colonel Wang couldn't give up.

If you miss this village, Colonel Wang doesn't know if he can find another store.

But Mo Chenggui didn't say anything and looked at the mask blankly.

Colonel Wang realized something, his heart suddenly rose, and he walked over to take a look.

Bright red!

Fuck!!

Lao Mo is coughing up blood!!!

The two big words "lung cancer" appeared in Colonel Wang's mind, gradually getting bigger, and blood quickly began to ooze from each word, dripping, dripping, and oozing blood.

The operating room suddenly became quiet.

"What are you two doing? Take the time to change your clothes, I have to disinfect." The nurse came in and urged Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang when they saw that they were still there.

Colonel Wang grabbed the mask, took a deep look at it, balled up the mask, and stuffed it into the pocket of the isolation suit.

"Old Mo, change your clothes and come with me to have a CT scan."

Mo Chenggui remained silent.

He seemed to be stupid, he didn't say a word, his eyes were a little hollow, and his face was a little pale.

What the blood stains on the mask mean cannot be hidden from a doctor.

If it's not tuberculosis or ruptured capillaries in the upper respiratory tract, it's lung cancer.

Moreover, he was still in the middle and late stages of lung cancer, and he started to cough up blood.

"Let's go, let's go."

Before the nurse could understand what was happening, Colonel Wang grabbed Mo Chenggui's arm and pulled him to change clothes.

"It's weird." The little nurse said contemptuously, "It was fine when I first had the operation. What's wrong?"

…

After changing their clothes, the two returned to the Second Affiliated Hospital.

Colonel Wang was not polite at all. He took Mo Chenggui directly to the CT room, jumped in line and sent Mo Chenggui to the CT machine.

"Colonel Wang, what's wrong with Professor Mo?" the operator in the CT room asked, "Do you have a cold? Lobar pneumonia?"

Colonel Wang didn't say anything, but took out Mo Chenggui's mask and looked at it again and again.

White foamy sputum, mixed with blood, not blood streaks, but blood clots, basically rules out the possibility of capillary rupture and bleeding caused by dryness of the upper respiratory tract.

The more I watched, the more worried I became. The doctor in the CT room next to me was still nagging. Colonel Wang really wanted to cover his mouth with a mask.

After the examination was quickly completed, Mo Chenggui came to the operation room and took a look at his own film while the next patient was getting on the machine.

Colonel Wang didn't stop him either.

They are all doctors, and they have treated thousands of cancer patients. The more Mo Chenggui is not allowed to see him at this time, the more he thinks about things, here and there.

Anyway, it's basically just clear chess, so you might as well let him watch it together.

On the machine, the film appeared frame by frame, and soon Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang were in an ice cave. Even the doctor in the CT room who had been talking fell silent, not daring to say a word of nonsense.

A 3cm tumor appeared in front of me in the lower lobe of the right lung, with small burrs on the edge. What the hell is this - lung cancer!

Moreover, it was discovered after hemoptysis, so even if surgery was performed, the effect would not be good.

Colonel Wang squinted his eyes and looked at other locations. There were many small nodules in the lungs.

Oh shit!

I have been smoking cigarettes all my life and I am fine. Why did Lao Mo get lung cancer first?

Could it be that he was caused by inhaling his own second-hand smoke?

Colonel Wang's mind was in a state of confusion, with countless thoughts popping up. He seemed to be thinking a lot, but he seemed to be thinking of nothing.

"Please help me type out the film." Mo Chenggui was very calm. He tried his best to control his voice, but the last word "come" still came out and his voice was trembling.

"Professor Mo, okay." The doctor in the CT room said quickly.

He didn't dare to talk nonsense. He felt a little sad that the rabbit was dead and the fox was dead. He didn't dwell on the inspection report. He typed out the film and put it in a bag and handed it to Mo Chenggui.

"Old Mo, come with me to take a blood test. I don't think it is." said Colonel Wang.

Mo Chenggui's face twitched, trying to force a smile but he failed, and the muscles on his face trembled.
Chapter completed!