I held the checklist in my hand and went upstairs tizzyly.
opened the door mechanically and heard the door ringing.
The gentleman who got off the night shift came out of the bedroom and asked me where I was. I didn't say anything. He raised his voice and asked again. I walked into the bedroom by myself. Only then did the gentleman realize something was wrong.
turned to the front of me, tilted his head to look at my face, his eyes touched the paper in my hand, snatched it, and glanced at it a few times.
Then, I heard the sound of dialing the phone.
Needless to say, it must have called his doctor brother.
As expected, he gave the other party the data and Chinese characters on the checklist.
Later, he sat by the bed in silence, smoking, as if he was a little at a loss, panic, and anxious...
That night, the husband called his mother-in-law and father-in-law in the village, probably to explain the child's picking up and dropping off.
The next day, I took a bus to the provincial capital together. When I arrived at the hospital, I found that his brother was there. It turned out that he was flying back from the south the night before yesterday.
Later, the teacher said that his brother immediately contacted his former medical school friends to arrange examinations, pathology, and anatomy.
Then, the diagnosis was again: middle and late stage of breast cancer.
All hospitals are overcrowded, and I was in a daze for three or four days in the hospital.
to be continued, thank you all.
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