Lesion, this word was usually very bad when used on a patient. Cao He's face changed.
"Can you be more specific?"
"Do you want more details?" the doctor asked seriously. "In other words, there is a possibility of cancer."
"What? How is that possible? "
"Young man, what is the cause of cancer?" the doctor asked.
"Genetic mutation," Cao He said.
"Ah, you are talking in a very deep way," the doctor said. "To put it simply, it is a change in the body's environment and the continuous stimulation of adverse factors."
"This is his current situation. He can't eat. Once he eats, his body will immediately reject it. These organs in the human body have their own duties and functions. The stomach is used for digestion. They need to work regularly, otherwise, there will be problems. Just like a house will be abandoned for a long time, if you don't take care of the farmland and don't plant crops, weeds will grow. Not only will the stomach not work for a long time, some of its original normal functions will not work normally, and there will be changes."
"Doctor, do you have any good suggestions?" Cao He asked.
"I can't think of a good way for the time being," the doctor said. "We will organize a consultation tomorrow. Let's think of a way together."
"Thank you," Cao He said.
"It's my pleasure."
Cao He came out of the doctor's office with a heavy heart.
"How is it?" Cao Hui, who had returned from work, asked.
"Not good." He shook his head.
It was not good!
After hearing Cao He's words, Cao Hui was silent.
"Maybe you are right," Cao Hui said. "Brother and the others should admit their mistakes. In the end, the one who tied the bell should untie it."
"Go to the mountain village. Don't tell Brother."
"OK."
The next afternoon, Cao Hui went to the mountain village alone. She easily found the clinic. There were no patients in the clinic. She knocked on the door and went in.
"Hello, Dr. Wang."
"Hello." Wang Yao was slightly surprised to see this person.
She looked very intellectual. She was pleasant to look at, but she looked tired.
"My name is Cao Hui. I am Cao Meng's sister."
"I know. Have a seat," Wang Yao said.
Cao Hui was a university student from a remote mountain village in the Central Plains. She graduated from one of the top universities in the country and majored in accounting. She and Cao He were from the same village, and both of them worked for Cao Meng. It was hard to imagine that a scumbag like him had two such outstanding talents under him. One was proficient in law, while the other was proficient in accounting.
In fact, he was very curious as to why these two people were so loyal to him.
You're a beauty, but why are you a thief?
"I'm very curious. Why would such outstanding talents like you follow Cao Meng?"
"I'm from the same village as Cao He. It's a very poor village." Cao Hui looked out the window, and her thoughts drifted back to a long time ago.
"It's not that I can't eat, but it's almost the same. I have to walk four or five miles to go to primary school. When I was in middle school, I lived in the dormitory and ate the worst food. I'm holding my breath. I want to study hard and get into a good university to change my life. I don't want to continue living in that mountain village!" Cao Hui's voice was very calm.
"When I was in high school, my family didn't want me to go to school because I have two younger brothers. My parents hoped that I could drop out of school and work to pay for their education. After all, it's a village. They still have the mentality of valuing boys over girls." Cao Hui said, "My father said that even if I got into a university, my family didn't have the money to pay for my education. I said I could apply for a loan. Because of this, I had a cold war with my family. I didn't go home for two months. I borrowed money from the head teacher to eat in school."
"Drink some water." Wang Yao poured a glass of water for her.
"Thank you."
"Just like that, I persevered until the third year of high school. That year, my mother fell ill and was hospitalized. She needed forty thousand yuan for treatment. Forty thousand yuan might not sound like much now, but to my family, it was a huge sum. My father borrowed and pooled together twenty-four thousand yuan. That day, he told me, 'Xiao Hui, don't go to school anymore.'"
"When I heard that sentence, I cried. I suffered so much in the two years of school. The students in the city ate KFC, cake, and ice cream, but I never ate them. I only ate steamed buns and vegetables. I wore clothes with patches. I endured the supercilious looks. I persevered. I was about to succeed, but at that moment, I couldn't hold on anymore." When Cao Hui said this, her eyes were faintly filled with tears.
"At that time, I was crying on the side of the road. My brother appeared. He asked me why I was crying, so I told him. At that time, he was smoking. After a long silence, he asked me to take him home. He collected the rest of the money to pay for my mother's treatment. The premise was that my studies couldn't be interrupted. If I needed money for school, I could tell him. You know, at that moment, I felt that he was a god, a living Bodhisattva!"
Her words surprised Wang Yao. He didn't expect that scumbag to have such a side.
"After that, I was admitted to a university as I wished. Half of the expenses for the first and second years were paid for by him. Without him, let alone going to university, I probably couldn't have successfully completed high school. My life would have been different. Maybe I would have found someone in the village to marry and have children. Then, I would have continued to live the same life, facing the yellow soil and back facing the sky, pinning the hope of the future on my children."
These words made Wang Yao feel sad.
"Cao He's situation is similar to yours, right?"
"Yes, he is better than me, but not much better," Cao Hui said.
At the most difficult and gloomy time of their lives, Cao Meng had chosen to help them. At that moment, Cao Meng was indeed a savior to the two of them. No matter how evil he was, he had helped them and changed their lives. This kindness was remembered in their hearts. In the future, even if they knew that he had done evil things, they would choose to help him. Even if it meant breaking the law, they would not hesitate to do so.
Now that the doubts had been cleared, it was time to talk about business.
"Dr. Wang, can you cure my brother's illness?"
"Yes," Wang Yao said.
"What are the conditions?"
"Plead guilty, be executed, and be the mastermind behind the scenes," Wang Yao said.
Sure enough, Cao Hui thought to herself.
"He probably doesn't know who the mastermind is," Wang Yao said.
"The first two conditions," Wang Yao said.
"I know what you mean. I will go back and pass on your message."
"Well, leave them," Wang Yao said.
Cao Hui just smiled. They really wanted to repay their kindness, but she did not know when they would report it. Cao He did not know either.
Perhaps, if Cao Meng really admitted his guilt, it would be a relief for them. Over the years, although the two of them had not directly done evil, they had indirectly done some things for him.
"It's better to end it early!"
After coming out of the clinic, Cao Hui communicated with Cao He through the phone.
"You can come back."
Since he knew that the illness was caused by Dr. Wang, the next thing to do was to persuade his boss to bow down and admit his mistake or continue to be stubborn.
After seeing Cao Hui off, Wang Yao pondered for a long time in the clinic.
A pitiful person must have something hateful.
There must be a lot of people like Cao He and Cao Hui in China.
What a pity!
He sighed.
The night was very quiet. Wang Yao sat outside the cottage and looked at the sky. San Xian was quietly lying beside him.
"San Xian, do you know, I met a pitiful person today?" He believed what Cao Hui said was true because he had read her and Cao He's information. He knew her family, but he did not know her past.
Woof! Woof! Woof! San Xian barked twice.
"There will be a thunderstorm tomorrow."
In the morning, he went to the hill. The sky was a little gloomy. He did not conduct Qi or practice boxing. He just stood quietly, looking at the sky, looking around, and looking at the corner of the mountain village in the distance.
He did not know when the mountain began to grow. It had not stopped until now. Wang Yao did not know how much it would grow. If it wanted to grow, let it grow. This was Wang Yao's attitude.
Besides, he could not limit the growth of a mountain, could he?
The mountain had a spirit.
The sky was gloomy the whole morning.
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