Wu Mian sat at the head of the bed with a gentle smile and was talking to Cui Binbin.


    "Have you eaten anything special in the past three months?"


    Cui Binbin has no impatience. Recently, she has always heard that the chief doctor of the newly established sword association hospital is a young man. Although young, he is an American foreign academician.


    After seeing it today, those brilliant backgrounds have become nothingness. In front of Wu Mian''s face similar to truth, those past are not worth mentioning.


    Who doesn''t want to talk more with Junlang''s little brother?


    Even if you die tomorrow, it''s lucky to meet such a handsome little brother today.


    This is the question asked by the little brother. They are very strange. They start from wearing clothes and ask horizontally about diet, daily life and so on. All this is threaded by the vertical timeline, starting from the aggravation of Cui Binbin''s condition three months ago, until now.


    "I''m usually willing to eat spicy hot." Cui Binbin''s face is much better than before. There is a faint blush on his cheeks. After getting used to talking to this interesting and beautiful little brother, Cui Binbin''s words are obviously more.


    "Once in a few days?" Wu Mian was not in a hurry. He chatted with Cui Binbin as if he were chatting at home.


    "Maybe. At that time, the new development zone was just established. I was busy every day and didn''t even have time to eat." Cui Binbin said, "two or three days? Maybe so."


    "What about the fruit? Do you eat it every day? Are there any other supplements?"


    "No, I don''t believe in supplements. The official account and live broadcast are like the TV direct selling in the past. The acting is not good enough. What has not been left to the public now?" Cui Binbin said. "It''s like before, eight stars and eight arrows. Now I can''t forget. When I was a child, as long as president Hou appeared on the TV at home, I would change channels. It''s strange. I still remember what he said."


    Cui Binbin is very talkative. She can''t see that she is just about to jump from a building. As long as her stomach doesn''t hurt, she looks like a normal person.


    Her parents sat aside with a worried face, but forced to smile. They didn''t want to put more pressure on their children because of their sadness and worry.


    "Mr. Hou is very powerful. If he catches up with now, he must be one of the top three in the national live broadcasting belt." Wu Mian smiled, "Broken price, 998!!! Broken price! Broken price! The plate has been broken several times! Not once, but more than 10 times! If you buy something lower than this price at boffin''s counter, you don''t need money today! If you miss these 39, Congratulations! You can''t buy it."


    Wu Mian said, with a strong smile on his face, "no, no, I can''t learn. There is a stirring force in President Hou''s language. He knows he''s lying, but he always wants to see it."


    "Dr. Wu, you''ve learned so much. You can still remember so much after so many years." Cui Binbin was amused by Mr. Hou''s words. This little brother is really interesting.


    "I can remember everything he said, but I can''t learn it. It''s a gift." Wu Mian smiled. "Anyway, what about other foods, such as pearl milk tea, would you like to drink?"


    "No." Cui Binbin shook his head. "I read an article saying that drinking too much pearl milk tea is easy to ileus."


    "Ha ha." Wu Mian smiled and observed Cui Binbin''s expression.


    Speaking of intestinal diseases, Cui Binbin didn''t have a dejected and inexplicable expression.


    "Dr. Wu, you''re afraid I''m sad." Cui Binbin can also vaguely guess what Wu Mian thinks.


    She smiled. "In fact, I''ve already accepted my life. It''s cancer. Just do surgery and then chemoradiotherapy. If I''m lucky, I can live a few more years. If I''m not lucky, I may die a year later. It''s all life, I think."


    "Then why did you jump?" Wu Mian asked directly when he saw Cui Binbin''s directness.


    "Dr. Wu, you don''t know. You see, I''m fine now, but once I come up, I really don''t want to live." Cui Binbin sighed. "I also thought that if I have advanced cancer, my whole body metastases and tumor cells everywhere. It hurts so much every day that I can only take pain shots. But my situation is different from others. The pain is like... Like..."


    She frowned and wondered how to describe it.


    "Suddenly, my body was evacuated, and I was white in front of me. I was cold and began to sweat. My whole body was weak. I lay on the ground and felt my soul flying out. Is that so?" Wu Mian asked.


    "..." Cui Binbin was stunned for a moment. "Dr. Wu, yes, that''s the case. It seems that one hand is pinching my intestines. It''s really uncomfortable. It''s very uncomfortable. I started to feel so uncomfortable before I had surgery or chemoradiotherapy. I really feel that my future is dark."


    "What''s the meaning of coming up and wanting to live? It''s better to die a hundred times." Wu Mian added bluntly.


    "Well." Cui Binbin nodded directly without obscurity, "I was very optimistic and had done a good job in psychological construction. Before, I went to yoga every day to calm down and don''t think about the tumor. Because I saw a report that many tumor patients were scared to death by themselves."


    "Well, this statement has no scientific basis, but clinical observation does have a certain truth," Wu Mian nodded.


    "But I was not scared to death, but hurt to death." Cui Binbin wanted to try to squeeze out a smile and leave his most beautiful moment in the memory of his handsome little brother.


    But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn''t laugh.


    The unforgettable pain made Cui Binbin shudder.


    "Now?"


    "It hurts for a while, but there''s no rule." Cui Binbin sighed. "Come up for a while, and I don''t want to live. Dr. Wu, I really don''t want to jump from a building in my unit and let the leaders pay attention to my illness."


    "I know," said Wu Mian.


    "It''s terrible to come up with that pain. I used to have similar pain occasionally, but it''s not as heavy as it is now. You look at me and talk to you well. In fact, I''ve been worried about when the pain will appear again." Cui Binbin''s words describe the pain all the time, deep into the bone marrow.


    "Is there any rule? I''ll summarize what I just asked." Wu Mian said, "in the past three months to six months, you can recall that you have been living at home. Only twice the unit worked overtime until all night, but you also went home to sleep the next day."


    "Yes."


    "I haven''t bought clothes recently, nor have I bought online. I bought them last year."


    "Yes."


    "I work and rest regularly, don''t smoke, don''t drink, and never eat strange health products."


    "Yes."