He secretly changed his character

Jiang Tunan drove and took Lu Zichu back.

Halfway through the journey, he asked, "Why don't you want chemotherapy?"

"Chemotherapy is very harmful to the body. I've seen it before. Suffering from the disease is painful enough, and then you have to endure the pain of treatment. It's not worth it."

Jiang Tunan didn't try to persuade him, but just listened quietly.

When we were almost home, Jiang Tunan suddenly said, "The New Year is coming soon, how do you want to celebrate it?"

Lu Zichu thought it was funny, "It's only the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, it's still too early for the New Year."

"How can it be early? We are here as soon as we say it."

Lu Zichu was silent for a long time, then asked him, "Did the doctor say anything? How long do I have left?"

Jiang Tunan told himself that he couldn't lose his composure in front of Lu Zichu. He felt that at this moment, he was afraid, terrified, aggrieved, and resentful. He had reached the peak of his life, and he had become his support and backbone. He couldn't be more fragile than him.

"Don't worry. Many treatments are very effective nowadays. Not to mention ten years, even decades are possible."

"It depends on whether it is in the early stage or in the middle or late stage. In the early stage, it is possible to cure it through surgical treatment. However, in the middle or late stage, lung cancer is mostly incurable, and we can only use some means to control the growth rate of the malignant tumor."

Jiang Tunan paused for a moment and asked, "But isn't there still lung transplantation?"

"Lung cancer is a malignant tumor. Even after surgical resection, there is a high probability of recurrence and metastasis. So if a new donor lung is transplanted, there is a possibility of recurrence and metastasis in the future.

"And after the transplant, the patient needs to take drugs to suppress the rejection reaction, which will cause the body's immune function to decline, which in turn will cause cancer cells to multiply and continue to cause cancer recurrence."

Jiang Tunan smiled helplessly, "When did you find out so much? I clearly didn't give you the phone."

"You forgot how my father died."

"How old were you then?"

"I didn't understand it at the time, but I will understand it when I grow up." After Lu Zichu finished speaking, he began to be frugal with his words.

Jiang Tunan was silent for a long time, and suddenly felt regretful. He felt that even if Lu Zichu became hysterical and cursed the injustice of fate, it would be better than just accepting it like this.

He was no longer crying or making a fuss. His face was as calm as dead water. Jiang Tunan couldn't bear to see this. He couldn't help but ask himself if he had done something wrong.

In fact, he shouldn't have told Lu Zichu. He should have made up an excuse and told him that it was just a nodule in his lung and it could be removed through surgery.

Instead of telling him directly that I have cancer.

Not to mention being struck down by a terminal illness, people are frightened by the result first. Even if they originally had three years to live, once they learn of this, they may not be able to survive even a year.

Jiang Tunan's tears fell. He wiped them away with his hands, "Zichu, I regret it. I really shouldn't have told you this. I should have listened to Dr. Lu and made up a trivial disease to trick you into having the surgery first."

Seeing him like this, Lu Zichu smiled instead, "Thank you for telling me. This way I can live every day as if it were my last. If you didn't tell me, and one day I suddenly passed away, looking back on the past, I would feel that I was so unlucky and didn't live to the fullest."

Jiang Tunan couldn't help it and burst into tears again.

***

It was more than half a month later that Lu Qingya saw Lu Zichu again. It was the end of the year.

This time when I saw him again, he seemed different from the last time. He was obviously in a better mood and looked better.

Lu Qingya was also in a good mood, but when he suddenly thought that they were going to meet in the hospital, he didn't dare to have too high expectations for the meeting, as if it would reduce his merits.

"How is your health lately?"

Lu Zichu smiled politely, "Not bad."

"Is the cough bad?"

"More often when you sleep."

"Does your heart hurt?"

"Occasionally."

"Are you having trouble breathing?"

“No…right?”

Lu Zichu actually lied a little bit. He didn't want to make his symptoms sound too serious, and he didn't even tell the truth. He just didn't want the doctor to think his condition was serious. Because once he thought it was serious, he would definitely contact him again for chemotherapy or surgery.

If the operation is really performed, who will sign?

Lu Zichu didn't want to tell anyone that he was ill, so he could only delay it.

Lu Qingya sensed Lu Zichu's thoughts from his tone and evasive expression, so he nodded towards the examination room and said, "Lie down, I'll do a check."

Lu Zichu could only follow him into the examination room, take off his shoes and lie on the bed.

Lu Qingya took the stethoscope and carefully checked his lungs. He put away his things and stood up before speaking, "There is a wheezing sound in the trachea. Don't do strenuous exercise on weekdays. Also, if you cough up blood, be sure to tell me."

Lu Zichu got down from the examination bed and uttered a soft "hmm".

Seeing that his face was very red, Lu Qingya subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, and found that it was a little hot. "The temperature is so high, you have a fever. Don't you feel it?"

Lu Zichu smiled apologetically, "No. It's been like this recently, so I didn't notice it."

"Give me an IV. I think the temperature is quite high."

"Infusion?" Lu Zichu looked embarrassed. "How about you prescribe some medicine for me?"

"It would be fine if it was any other day, but your situation is different now. I'm worried that the medicine will take too long to take effect."

Lu Zichu still disagreed, "It doesn't matter, I'm not in a hurry to go to work anyway."

Lu Qingya looked at him straight in the eyes and finally spoke bluntly, "I'm worried that after I prescribe the medicine, a certain patient won't be obedient enough to take the medicine on time."

Lu Zichu blushed immediately. He was indeed a bit passive. Jiang Tunan watched him closely on weekdays, so he could only pretend. But once he went out, Lu Zichu always forgot to eat, or deliberately didn't want to eat.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingya's sharp eyes could see through it at a glance. He hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "How did you know?"

"As long as you take your medicine on time, you should have asked me to prescribe the next dose five days ago."

Lu Qingya sat down and wrote medical records and prescriptions on the computer. He casually asked, "It's almost the New Year, is the company still busy?"

"No..." Lu Zichu said, "There are people watching over me in the company. I can skip a month."

"Then you should stay in the hospital for a few days. Otherwise, the fever won't go down and you won't be able to have a good New Year."

"I have a flight this afternoon, and I'm going abroad."

"Going abroad for business?"

"I'm going to see my love."

The crisp sound of keyboard tapping stopped abruptly. Lu Qingya looked up at him, "Then Jiang Lu——"

Lu Zichu hurriedly explained, "It's not what you think."

Lu Qingya was not a gossiper and never liked to ask too much about patients' privacy, but for some reason, he couldn't help but develop a strong interest in him.

At this time, a doctor came over and said, "Old Deer, you need to bring your lunch—"

The doctor hadn't finished talking when he suddenly saw Lu Zichu. He immediately stopped moving and stared at him for a long time, which made Lu Zichu confused.

The doctor was still not satisfied, and stared at Lu Zichu's face for a long time. Finally, he looked at Lu Qingya and started to scold him, "Old Lu, you are not kind. I have never heard that you have a younger brother."

Lu Qingya smiled and said, "Yes, I just found out about that."

"Hey, you're a nice guy. Are you married?"

Lu Zichu looked at Lu Qingya for help, totally confused as to what was going on.