When Gong Xiangyi was in a daze, Gong Lixin had already listened to the doctor's explanation of Gong's father's condition. Since practicing martial arts, her body, which has been invincible with coldness, suddenly felt a sensation of coldness and it became cold into her bones.

In his previous life, he always imagined that if he had a father, would he teach himself to practice calligraphy and martial arts step by step, would he ask about his well-being, and would he teach him sincerely and induce him when he made mistakes, rather than attacking and torture him like Xiao Lin. In this life, Gong's father satisfied these beautiful wishes one by one, so that he truly knew how precious, warm, and heavy a thing father's love is. However, this father's love that he had finally stolen was about to be taken away by the disease in less than two years. An emotion called grief occupied his brain, making him suddenly want to cry.

As soon as his eyes flushed, Gong Lixin immediately raised his head and forced back the tears that were about to come out of his eyes. He could not cry, he could not have any weakness or timidity, nor could he panic, despair and hesitation, so that his father could notice the truth.

After calming down, he returned to his usual calmness and calmness, as if the fragility at that moment was just an illusion. Looking at the frowning military doctor, he asked in a deep voice, "How to treat gastric cancer? Just open the medicine and equipment you need, and I will go to the city immediately."

The military doctor hesitated for a moment and spoke in embarrassment, "To treat gastric cancer, some examination equipment is first needed. There is a gastroscopy in the hospital, but the gastroscopy can only confirm the condition of the leader. To locate the specific location of the cancer cells and whether it has spread, I also need a double contrast imaging of the gas barium and CT machine. The examination equipment is complete and the lesions are confirmed. A complete set of surgical tools are also needed, such as a surgical bed, shadowless light, ventilator, monitor..."

Gong Lixin nodded frequently and carefully wrote down the device name.

At this time, Gong Xiangyi finally came back to her senses and said with gratitude, "I have these equipment, so I don't need to find them." She prepared corresponding medical equipment for Gong's father's condition before the end of the world, just to prevent the arrival of this moment.

The military doctor was stunned, but he didn't ask much. His face was worried and he slowly spoke, "The equipment has only solved a small part of the problem. What is even more difficult to find is a professional doctor who performs the operation. I am an internal medicine doctor and have never been on the operating table. If you hand over the chief to me, I am helpless. Removing gastric cancer is a major operation. Doctors can't just find one, but they have to find a team, including one chief surgeon, one instrument, one anesthesiologist, and two assistants. Now they are displaced in troubled times and talents are withering, I'm afraid..." He barely stopped and couldn't bear to say what made the brother and brother desperate.

Gong Xiangyi staggered for a moment and almost stood unsteadily. Gong Lixin frowned and said firmly, "We need to find it even if it is difficult to find it. Look for it on Changshe Island first. There is no on Changshe Island. I will go to another base to check it out."

"This is the only way at the moment." The military doctor nodded and sighed.

Speaking of this, the three of them were speechless, and a deep and gloomy atmosphere enveloped them. When Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran arrived, they immediately smelled the sadness in the air and their breathing was suffocated.

"What's wrong with Uncle Gong?" Song Haoran's voice was awkward.

Lin Wenbo seemed to feel something, and his face was as deep as water.

Before the military doctor could speak, Gong Xiangyi threw down all her pride and reserve, threw herself into Lin Wenbo's arms and cried sadly. The crying sound was very light and thin, but it revealed endless despair and sadness. In the last life, it was because of Lin Wenbo's affection that she had overcome difficulties again and again. In this life, she couldn't help but want to devote herself to the warm and broad chest that once belonged to her, and looked for a trace of comfort.

"Wenbo, my father is sick, it's stomach cancer." She grabbed Lin Wenbo's clothes tightly, and tears penetrated through the fabric and stained Lin Wenbo's chest, bringing a bit of moist and coolness.

If it were the past, this coldness with endless sadness would have made Lin Wenbo feel like a knife and it was unstoppable. However, as time passed, he looked down at Gong Xiangyi's pretty face with pear blossoms, and felt that his heart was filled with tumultuousness and could not cause any ripples.

He did not push Gong Xiangyi away, but did not hug her with his arms. He only had his body stiff, lowered his hands, looked at the military doctor with a stern voice, "Is Uncle Gong's disease early or late? Is it possible to be cured?"

"It can only be determined in the early and late stages until the operation is performed, but with the current medical level, it is difficult to cure it. You must be mentally prepared." After enduring it, the military doctor decided to give a few people a vaccination first. In the end of the world, if you have cancer, there is no other way except waiting to die, unless the Daluo Jinxian is alive.

Gong Lixin, who had been silent, closed her eyes and suppressed the dizziness in her mind. Song Haoran immediately noticed his strangeness, gently hugged him into his arms, and followed his back one after another.

The team members who arrived then crowded in the corridor and did not dare to step forward. It seemed that something big happened in this situation.

"Li Xin, Xiang Yi, Yuan Hang is awake, I want to see you." Old Master Lin walked out of the ward, waved his hand to the two of them, and then reached out to stop Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran who wanted to enter the room to visit, and shook their heads slightly. How could Yuan Hang know about their physical condition? He was probably going to explain his last words now. He thought he would walk in front of him, but he didn't expect... Old Master Lin was hunched over and grew older in an instant.

Before pushing open the door, the two brothers who had already parted ways developed a tacit understanding for the first time, showing the most natural and pleasant smile, walked to Gong's father's bed, sitting on the left and right.

"Dad, are you getting better?" Gong Lixin asked softly when she touched Gong's father's sideburns that were covered with silver threads.

"It's better." Gong's father smiled and grabbed his green onion hand, held it in his palm and patted it.

Gong Xiangyi could not insert the warm interaction between father and son. Her pupils dimmed for a moment, revealing a hint of sadness, and quickly calmed down.

Recognizing her unnatural expression, Gong's father sighed and asked in a deep voice, "What disease do I have?"

"Stomach disease is not very serious. The doctor said that as long as you pay attention to maintenance, it will get better slowly." Seeing that Gong Lixin opened and closed her pink lips, she held it in for a long time but didn't make a lie, Gong Xiangyi hurriedly rescued the scene.

"Stomach disease?" Gong's father smiled bitterly, "Don't hide it from me. Stomach disease cannot vomit blood. Is it stomach cancer?" After he finished speaking, he saw his children's sudden change in expression, and he was confident.

"Dad, you knew your physical condition before, why did you hide it from us?" Gong Xiangyi's tears just stopped her and pulled Gong's father's hand to ask.

"What's the use of telling you? Now it's the end of the world. You can't even take medicine for a cold. Where can I treat cancer? You know, it's just a waste of worrying about it. It's better to endure it myself." Gong's father caressed his daughter's head with loving grief, sighed, turned to look at his son with a frown and pale face, and spoke earnestly, "Li Xin, Dad can't stay with you for a long time. I have a request, I don't know whether to say it."

"Dad, I will satisfy you for many wishes." Gong Lixin pursed her lips, and a layer of mist was filled with clear eyes.

"Be good!" Gong's father smiled, patted his son's shoulder, and told him carefully, "My wish is not difficult. I hope that after I leave, you can take care of your sister on my behalf. Although she did something sorry for you before, she will be your only relative in the future. One of you has space and premonition ability, and the other is a multi-group psychic. If you work together, you will definitely be able to survive in the end of the world. In this way, I will be relieved even if I leave."

Gong Lixin glanced at Gong Xiangyi with a shocked expression, nodded slightly, and said honestly, "Dad, I promise you. I can't work with Gong Xiangyi together. I don't believe her, but I can guarantee that as long as I live, I will definitely not let her die. Also, I will find someone to treat you. You should go to bed and eat as long as you should. Don't think about it."

"Okay, okay..." Gong's father repeated the word "good" several times in a hoarse voice, which shows that he was completely relieved. He knew his son's temperament best. He always did what he said and did what he did, and would never deceive him.

Gong Xiangyi covered her face and cried bitterly. Big tears overflowed from her slender fingers and fell on the snow-white bed sheets. She knew that without her father, Gong Lixin would definitely protect her from death, but she was just immortal. From then on, no one would care about her joys, sorrows, and no one would comfort her sorrows and loneliness. She finally became a truly lonely person, living alone in the world and struggling to survive. Thinking of Gong Lixin's difficult situation in her previous life, the hatred in her heart suddenly disappeared a lot. It turned out that all the tragedies were due to her indifference and negligence, and she could not blame others.

"Stop crying, my father's stomach hurts." Gong's father sighed, patted his daughter's head, and joked.

Gong Xiangyi immediately stopped crying, her voice was hoarse, "Dad, I was wrong before. From now on, I will definitely get along well with my brother and support each other, don't worry."

"Be good, be good!" Gong's father smiled and raised his hand and said, "You go out and call Wenbo and Haoran in. I have something to explain to them."

The brother and brother nodded and went out to call Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran who were waiting anxiously.

Standing in the crowded corridor, Gong Lixin felt a tight and painful chest and could hardly breathe. He lined up the crowd and stood in the empty playground outside the cell building, looking up at the sky gradually swallowed by the night, showing a blank expression. For the first time in two lives, he felt so powerless.

Dou Heng, who had returned from a day-long salt field in the seashore, saw the boy's red eyes and a rare fragile expression from afar. A trace of worry overflowed from his deep pupils. He stopped, hesitating whether to step forward to comfort him. When he finally made up his mind, he ignored the fierce whip that the guards whipped, and took a step towards the boy's standing, a woman ran out of the building and grabbed the boy's whisper.
Chapter completed!