Zheng Ren was silent. He looked at the blue sky and white clouds, recalling Little Stone's words.
"It's a very complicated life, don't you think so, Brother?" Little Rock took a deep breath and looked in the same direction as Zheng Ren, looking at the blue sky and white clouds as he whispered.
"Fortunately, anyone would think that way. A few days ago, there was a rich man in my hometown who was fine after surgery. In the end, he was worried about his illness and split into another personality. "
"Split personality? That's true! I thought it was all nonsense, "Little Stone said in surprise.
Zheng Ren told Little Stone about Bu Ruotian. He really did not know what to say. Perhaps a casual conversation would make Little Stone feel a little better?
Perhaps, who knew?
Little Stone's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "You can do that?"
"Not everyone in the adult world is as strong as you," Zheng Ren said.
"What do you mean by the adult world? You want me to call you Brother while talking about the adult world. Did you also split? "Little Stone said with a smile.
Zheng Ren felt that Little Stone would definitely be able to chat with Su Yun. His words were very sharp.
The way they talked … But Little Stone was right. There was something wrong with his thinking.
"What about you? How did you survive for more than half a year?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I can't do surgery, so I just have to do chemotherapy every day. After one course of treatment, there's another. It's endless. I can only comfort myself that as long as I can get treatment, it's good. I'm so envious of my friends who can carry backpacks to school. I don't understand why they can't solve a very simple question, "Little Stone said with some yearning as he looked at the sky.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded gently.
"I also know my parents are sad. They chose me between money and me, but they're worried that I'll suffer too much. It's so difficult! Brother, when you grow up, will there be more things to worry about? "Little Stone asked.
"Yes, no matter whether you're strong or weak, rich or poor, smart or stupid, there will be a lot of things to worry about."
"At that time, my mother was chatting with me and asked for my opinion." Little Stone swung his legs like an ordinary child talking about other people's matters without worry.
"What did you say?"
"I'll discuss it with her. I'm a child, so I need to act like a child." Little Shitou said, "I just think that as long as they're happy, I don't care. Even if I don't want to go, there's nothing I can do. "
Zheng Ren smiled. This was the so-called precocious.
"What a pity. I guess I'll be cured in a few years. But the younger they are, the faster the disease progresses. "Little Shitou said regretfully," It's really a pity. "
"Didn't you say you were in pain?"
Zheng Ren was a little relaxed. He did not talk like he was chatting with a patient. Instead, he talked to Little Shitou like he was talking to a friend.
"Even if it's uncomfortable, you have to endure it. It's the same for those who got tuberculosis more than a hundred years ago. I've read in books that many people, including doctors, know that electrotherapy is useless, but they still try it. It seems to be a kind of torture tool, but I'm not sure about the specifics. "
"Where's your mother?"
"There's nothing she can do." Little Shitou finally sighed, "In the past half a year, we've spent almost all of our money and sold our house. My dad works overtime every day and does two or three jobs. My mother accompanies me full-time just because she wants me to be happier. "
"But there's really no good way."
Zheng Ren could hear the regret in Little Shitou's words.
"What if there is?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Don't lie to me like a child. I can't play with my phone for the past half a year. I've read a lot of books," Little Shitou said. "Although the books in the library are very old, there are always some basic theories that are universal."
Zheng Ren felt that Little Shitou was really interesting. He spoke like an adult, and his way of thinking about life was also like one. Moreover, from what he said, he actually took the time to go to the library to borrow medical books to read.
"I'm already terminally ill. There's no cure for it. It's been like this since I found out half a year ago," he said in a low voice. It seemed that his airway was a little tight. Little Shitou coughed twice and took a deep breath. "Don't lie to me. Tell me something that can make both of us happy."
"I don't know what can make you happy, but I just won the Nobel Prize," Zheng Ren said. "Not everything you read in the books is necessarily true."
Little Shitou suddenly fell silent. He looked at Zheng Ren very seriously with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Zheng Ren looked at him frankly and did not avoid his gaze.
Obviously, a few seconds later, the doubt disappeared and was replaced by a look of surprise. However, the surprise dissipated at an even faster speed, leaving only a faint sense of loss.
"That's useless. I don't have any money," Little Shitou said. "Treating diseases is a bottomless pit, especially for diseases like mine that can't be treated with current technology. Just like what you said, if there's a way, it'll probably cost a lot. "
"What if I don't have to spend money?" Zheng Ren asked.
"You're also a doctor?" Little Shitou's tone was very similar to Su Yun's. "When I was in the hospital, many people came to give out flyers, saying that they were raising money. My mother was tempted, but I refused. "
"Why?"
"There's no specific purpose. It's just a form of publicity," Little Shitou said. "There's an old man next to me. He's quite rich and he also handed in the materials."
Zheng Ren was silent.
"There must be a problem. I haven't studied the specific problem." Little Shitou smiled. "If you have money, then treat it. There's no need to consume the kindness of others. How many people can still maintain kindness now? There's no need. "
As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it casually.
"Let's not talk about this. If there's really a way to not spend money and still earn some money, and you can also get a Nobel Prize-level doctor to perform the surgery for you, what would you think?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Is there really such a thing as a free lunch in this world? Brother, don't lie to me. You're the one who wants to spend your own money to treat me, right? There's a bonus for the Nobel Prize. You don't seem to be short of money. "Little Shitou did not look at Zheng Ren. He had already had an impression of Zheng Ren a long time ago.
"Why bother? It's not easy for you to earn money. Even if you're a rich second generation and spend your parents' money, it's still not easy for your parents to earn money. "
Zheng Ren looked at him curiously. He saw that the expression on his face was a little indifferent and casual, as if he was not talking about his own life and death.
"It's a pity that I don't have time. Otherwise, if I flipped through the 'Diamond Sutra' twice, I would be able to scare you."
"It doesn't seem that easy to scare a Nobel Prize winner."
"Forget it. My body is getting weaker day by day. My mother sold her house a few months ago and went to Sorcery Capital for heavy ion chemotherapy. I know that money can't buy my life, but I didn't persuade her. Do you know why? "
Zheng Ren nodded.
"It's so easy to talk to you." Little Shitou smiled and said, "Money can't buy happiness because money is happiness itself, and I'm the source of their happiness. I'm more important than money."
"To be honest, I'm doing a live broadcast of the surgery because your condition is special. I'm doing a live broadcast of the surgery so that more doctors can see it."
Little Shitou's gaze suddenly became very focused.
"They'll see it. Although they might not be able to learn it, they'll always know that there's one more way to solve the problem. Maybe some people are as smart as you and can learn it after watching it once. "
"And then?"
"Of course, I won't do it for free. I want to earn money," Zheng Ren said with a smile. "Three months after the surgery, your parents will also receive a live broadcast fee. It's about 30,000 yuan."
"The treatment fee is free? Three months … You're afraid that something will go wrong with the surgery and the family will cause trouble, right? "
He was really a precocious child. Zheng Ren smiled and nodded.
Little Shitou pursed his lips and touched the lump on his neck with his hand. He asked softly, "Are you really confident?"
"I don't have absolute confidence," Zheng Ren said honestly. "Moreover, you'll bear the pain of the surgery."
"If I want to live, pain is nothing. Can it prolong my life? "Little Shitou's eyes shone with hope.
"I can only try." Zheng Ren finally returned to his role as a doctor. His words were vague and unclear.
"Brother, you're such a boring person," Little Shitou said. "You can talk to my mother like that, but there's no need to talk to me. If the surgery really fails, I'll definitely die. What's the point of talking in riddles with a dead person? "
Zheng Ren was stunned. What a precocious child.
"Let's put it this way. With your current situation, you can only take one step at a time," Zheng Ren said. "I've read your information. Your situation is not optimistic, or even pessimistic."
"I know. What's the probability of success?"
“50%”
"So high!" Little Shitou's eyes lit up again. He said forcefully, "50% at once. If it doesn't work, then we'll do it twice!"
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