Then I didn’t tell Qin Qing that Taoist Han was about fate. She probably didn’t know what fate was. I said to Qin Qing, “Qin Qing, I want to ask about the Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum.”
Qin Qing looked up at me and asked, "What?"
I was just about to ask about the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum when I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my head and then fainted again. But before I fainted, I realized that something was not right, so I shouted to Qin Qing, "Tell someone to take me to the hospital!"
I fainted as soon as I woke up, and when I woke up I was already in the hospital. I looked around and found myself lying in a hospital ward. Qin Qing was sitting next to me reading a history book. When I woke up I felt a headache as if it was going to explode, and I rubbed my temples.
Qin Qing saw that I woke up and quickly poured me a glass of water and handed it to me. I took the cup and drank a sip, which made me feel much better. At this time, there was a ring at the door, and a doctor who looked to be in his forties walked in, glanced at me and asked, "Are you Wu Jiu?"
"Well, doctor, what's wrong with me?" I looked at the doctor and asked. The doctor looked at the medical record and asked, "Are your relatives here? I want to talk to your relatives about your problem." "
"Okay, just say whatever you want to say." I frowned, feeling a bad premonition. The doctor hesitated for a while, as if thinking about it, and then nodded and said: "You have a malignant tumor in your brain..."
"Doctor, please explain it in simple terms." I leaned against the sickbed and frowned. The doctor then sighed and said to me, "To put it simply, you have cancer, and it's in the late stage. Unless a miracle happens, you may not live for more than half a month. Alas." The doctor looked at me and sighed repeatedly, as if he felt very sad that I had cancer at such a young age.
My heart tightened. Damn it, are you kidding me? How could I have cancer? Isn't my problem solved? Wait, my mind was working fast at that time. I thought carefully and finally figured out that my life span should have been decreasing. It didn't increase after Xiang Yu disappeared as I imagined. In other words, I only had less than half a month left to live
I frowned at the time, looked at the doctor, and forced a smile and said, "Thank you, doctor."
The doctor sighed, shook his head and said, "Young man, you haven't paid the hospital bills yet, and the woman next to you has no money. I'm paying for the hospital's medical examinations. Of course, if you really don't have the financial ability to pay back, you can donate your organs to the hospital..."
The corner of my mouth twitched. The first few sentences were really touching. I felt that there are indeed not many good doctors like this now. But after hearing the second half, hey, this is the human heart. I can’t describe what I felt at this moment. I felt very bitter in my heart, as if I had just escaped from the wolf’s den and fell into the tiger’s mouth.
"Doctor, don't worry. I'll call my friend and have the money come to me later." I waved my hand, signaling the doctor to go out. The doctor pushed his glasses and told me not to eat certain things, then turned and left.
"What is this cancer? It seems very serious?" Qin Qing looked at me and asked.
I nodded and said, "It's a terminal illness. There's no cure in our time. Just like what the doctor said just now, I may only have fifteen days to live."
Qin Qing showed a hint of surprise when she heard what I said, but she still asked me calmly: "You look so calm, you should have some solution."
I nodded. If an ordinary person encountered this cancer, he would probably just wait to die. But I am different. I have the Seven Star Lamp. Now is the time to use it. As long as I can extend my life by twelve years, this cancer will definitely heal automatically. I rubbed my temples and said, "Qin Qing, check if there are seven small lamps in my backpack. Take them out."
Qin Qing had been carrying my backpack since I passed out. She took out the backpack, rummaged through it for a while, and took out the seven small lamps. I put the seven small lamps on the ** and thought about how to use the seven-star lamps. I couldn't just worship the seven-star formation, right? After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't come up with a result. I shook my head, took out my phone and called Wu Zhicong. The doctor had already said this and asked me to sell my organs. No matter how thick-skinned I am, I can't keep dragging it on.
The call was connected after a while. Wu Zhicong on the other end of the line seemed very excited. He said to me, "Brother Xiaojiu, why did you think of calling me? I'm telling you, Sister Su seems to be better. Her eyelid twitched yesterday, and the doctor said there's hope that she will wake up."
"Really? This is a good thing." I was secretly happy in my heart. Su Daji was in trouble because of me. I have always felt guilty. Now I feel much better after hearing this news. I said to Wu Zhicong, "Congzi, please give me some more money. I spent all the money I earned in the past few days."
"Well, I'll transfer tens of thousands to you right now." Wu Zhicong asked me as soon as he finished speaking: "Did something happen to you?"
I shook my head and smiled bitterly, "No, nothing could happen to me. I'm blessed with a good life."
"Something must have happened to you. Under normal circumstances, you would have scolded me. Why are you talking to me so calmly? I know you too well. What happened? Tell me quickly!" Wu Zhicong asked me seriously on the other end of the phone. I became confused. Should I tell him? If I tell him, he will worry about me again, but if I don't tell him, I will feel like I am not being a good friend.
"Brother Xiaojiu, we are friends for life, don't play these tricks on me, tell me immediately if anything happens, a brother is here to share your burdens when you are in trouble."
Wu Zhicong has already said this, what else can I say? In fact, I have always been very lucky to have a little brother like Wu Zhicong.
"Nothing, I just have a tumor in my head..."
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"Brother Xiaojiu, are you okay?" Wu Zhicong rushed in from outside wearing a black T-shirt. It was the second day since I called Wu Zhicong. When I called Wu Zhicong, Wu Zhicong was about to rush to Chongqing to see me, but it was already evening, so I asked him to come tomorrow.
At this time, Wu Zhicong was sweating profusely. He rushed to my bedside, took my hand and looked me up and down with worry. I looked at Wu Zhicong and said with a smile: "Why worry? He is not going to die."