The next morning, Yan Tao slowly swayed to Grandma Jiang's ward with breakfast in her hand.

Grandma Jiang was looking down at the newspaper at this moment. When she heard the sound, she looked up at him and said with a smile: "Oh, my eldest grandson knows to buy breakfast for grandma."

"It's true that I'm sick."

"Some people know that they are thinking about grandma when they are sick."

Young Master Yan curled his lips and glanced at grandma in disgust. He opened the chopping board on the hospital bed and put the breakfast on it.

The fragrant soy milk and fried dough sticks are still warm.

Grandma Jiang glanced at the boy: "Have you eaten?"

Yan Tao spoke slowly, "Of course I've eaten it."

After Qin Zong handled the affairs of the military region, he rushed over and it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

He also took out the diagnosis report that the hospital rushed to send.

It is confirmed that it is advanced lung cancer.

Qin Ou patted his shoulder and said, "After all, the old man is very old. Even if he undergoes chemotherapy, the results may not be too ideal. Tell the child and let her be mentally prepared."

Qin Zong's phoenix eyes moved slightly, and he slightly tightened the diagnostic report in his hand.

No one in the world can face the birth, old age, sickness and death of his relatives calmly.

But the advanced stage of cancer is not a good doctor in the world.

Advanced lung cancer is a terminal illness.

When Qin Zong entered the door, Yan Tao was not there.

Grandma Jiang waved at him, and Qin Zong sat on the chair beside the hospital bed.

Grandma Jiang had a kind smile on her face, and she sighed softly and said, "You don't need to say that I know, I should be quite serious, it's cancer."

Qin Zong raised his eyes slightly and his eyes fell on the old man's vicissitudes of life.

Grandma Jiang had a clear smile on her lips. She reached out and held Qin Zong's hand with some trembling trembling, patted her gently, and said, "This person has lived to a certain age, and it doesn't matter whether he is dead or not. I have lived for so many years, so I have already seen it."

"I'm worried about Taotao. This child doesn't care about anything. In fact, he values ​​feelings the most. If I leave, remember to accompany her."

Grandma Jiang looked at Qin Zong calmly with her eyes: "You can protect her."

Qin Zongbo's lips moved slightly, nodded and said, "As long as I am here, I will definitely protect him."

The old man showed a faint smile on his face. Just as he was about to say something, Yan Tao had already pushed open the door of the ward and came in.

The boy held a fruit plate in his hand, chuckled at Qin Zong, and casually placed the fruit on the table next to the hospital bed.

In fact, cancer is a disease that needs to be told to the patient no matter what.

Because whether it is chemotherapy or conservative treatment, the patient needs active cooperation.

The entire process of chemotherapy is extremely painful, and many patients can hardly withstand the pain, and their will to survive will gradually weaken.

Grandma Jiang was the only one in the entire ward. They chatted casually and suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the door.

Xiaoqi was excited Didi - it was Lord Yunkuo, Lord Yunkuo is here.

--Owner

Yun Kuo opened the door, and the handsome man as handsome as the moon walked over the door and walked in. He smiled lightly at Yan Tao and opened his arms: "I'm back, are you going to have a hug?"
Chapter completed!