Wan Xiangdong couldn't bear to hear people saying he surrendered, so he defended himself: "I don't call this surrender, I call it calm facing."

The attending doctor said: "Your condition is good. The test results came out yesterday. You can start immuno-PD-1 treatment starting tomorrow. Although the success rate of immunotherapy is not particularly high for gastric cancer, if it is combined with chemotherapy, it will still be effective."

There is a 10-20% chance of controlling the tumor. You must build up confidence, eat well, sleep well, and cooperate with treatment."

Just as he was talking, Li Zheng and political commissar Lao Wang came in.

The attending doctor took a look and knew it was someone from the Wanxiang East Team.

Looking again, the military rank is similar to that of Wan Xiangdong, and he must also be the brigade commander.

So he nodded as a greeting.

Li Zheng arrived, greeted the doctors enthusiastically one by one, and then asked about his condition.

The attending doctor briefly explained the treatment situation, and then called the names: "The most important thing now is confidence. Confidence is more valuable than gold. Please advise your comrades. He always says it is a waste of time. This is not good. Next step

If PD-1 treatment is successful, not only will he be able to survive, but his quality of life will not be reduced too much."

After saying that, he told Wan Xiangdong to take a rest and left with a group of doctors.

Li Zheng sent the doctor away and returned to the hospital bed.

Wan Xiangdong said: "We will go to the training ground in two weeks. Are you sure?"

Li Zheng put the fruit basket on the table, took out an apple and peeled it while saying, "Don't worry about this."

Wan Xiangdong was unhappy: "How could I not care? I am still the brigade commander, and you haven't taken it off yet!"

Li Zheng smiled and said nothing.

Wan Xiangdong suddenly seemed to be deflated again and leaned back on the thick quilt.

"Oh, sooner or later I have to take off this pronoun."

Li Zheng peeled the apple, handed it to Wan Xiangdong, and said, "You don't have to pick it if you want. I'll cure the disease soon and come back as brigade commander. I'll continue to be your chief of staff."

Wan Xiangdong took the apple, smiled bitterly, and his eyes became hot and red.

"Tell me, are you confident in defeating Wen Zhaohui?"

Li Zheng said: "Then tell me first, are you confident that you can cooperate with the doctor to cure the disease?"

Wan Xiangdong said: "You are making things difficult for me."

Li Zheng said: "Wen Zhaohui is also a master. He is a commanding wizard who is favored by Minister Long of the headquarters. If you ask me, a person who has just been in office for just one year, to defeat him, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Wan Xiangdong was stunned for a moment and said, "I can't argue with a scholar like you."

Li Zheng said: "I am not just a scholar, I have a background in special warfare, and I am a real iron-blooded soldier."

Wan Xiangdong sighed and stopped talking.

Li Zheng said: "Commander, let's do this. Let's make a deal. You are responsible for defeating the tumor, and I am responsible for defeating Wen Zhaohui. If you cooperate with the treatment, I should show it to you."

Wan Xiangdong, who was biting an apple, was stunned again.

A warm current surged from the bottom of my heart.

The apple in my mouth felt like a piece of iron, and I couldn't swallow it.

"Okay, I agree."

"A word from a soldier."
Chapter completed!