"Your condition is very critical right now. The tumor is pressing on your airway, and you're already having some difficulty breathing normally."

The doctor frowned, holding a large stack of test reports.

He couldn't understand why they only came to the hospital for a checkup when they were already this sick.

Or perhaps it was done before, but no treatment was ever administered?

The cancer cells in Wen He's body had spread almost throughout her entire body.

Even with chemotherapy, this patient doesn't have much time left to live.

“A little,” Wen He said.

He now has to consciously exert effort to breathe in order to maintain a normal oxygen intake.

"In your situation, if you experience severe stimulation that causes your airway to become red and swollen, you are very likely to suffocate."

"Given your current condition, regular chemotherapy is almost ineffective."

"If the cancer cells continue to spread, you probably won't live to see the New Year."

Wen He had already anticipated what the doctor was saying.

But he also sensed a hidden meaning in the doctor's words.

After all, ordinary chemotherapy is unlikely to be effective.

That means there must be something extraordinary here.

"Is there any other way to extend my lifespan?" Wen He asked eagerly.

"There are several imported special drugs that can prolong life for a period of time even if someone is already on the verge of death. Because they are imported drugs, they are not covered by insurance, so they are very expensive."

The doctor's words gave Wen He and others hope.

He is not short of money now. As long as there is a way to cure him and extend his life, it is all possible.

“Tell me about it,” Wen He said.

"The first type is for long-term use and acts directly on the local tumor."

"Given your current condition, everything except the tumor in your throat can be effectively suppressed."

"One injection costs two thousand yuan. You have about twenty different tumor areas on your body, which means you need to have more than twenty injections at a time, and it takes about a month for one course of treatment."

"Unlike regular chemotherapy, this drug has fewer side effects and can minimize the damage to your body, making it the choice for the vast majority of people."

This price is perfectly acceptable to Wen He; it's his ideal treatment plan.

certainly……

The premise is that he can further stimulate the tumor during this period.

Because he didn't want to stop singing, nor could he stop.

In six days, it will be time to participate in the "The Coming One" program.

He has already signed the contract and received the money; there's no way he won't go.

"Then... what happens if the tumor is stimulated during treatment?" Wen He asked.

"Normally, it won't stimulate the tumor, and even a slight stimulation won't cause any problems. The medication is quite effective," the doctor explained.

"What if it's a more intense stimulus?"

Upon hearing this, the doctor was simply speechless.

He looked at Wen He with a puzzled expression, clearly not quite understanding the meaning of Wen He's words.

This guy is about to die, and instead of getting proper treatment, they're going to stimulate the tumor so much?

This is like an old man hanging himself, tired of living!

"Why would you drastically stimulate the tumor? Do you really understand your situation?"

"You're already in the very late stage of the disease, why would you want to stimulate the tumor so drastically?"

"Even if we adopt this plan, it can only extend your life by about a year at most."

He has been practicing medicine for many years.

I've never seen anyone who doesn't value their own life as much as this.

Most people are shocked when they hear they only have two or three months to live.

They were all like zombies, completely broken down.

“I have something I need to do, something that causes a rather violent cough, which in turn stimulates the tumor, so…”

"Is there any way to extend my lifespan based on this?"

Wen He briefly explained her situation and difficulties.

"Is there anything more important than life?" The doctor was clearly puzzled.

To be able to face death so calmly means either that one's heart is already dead, or that one possesses a courage that ordinary people simply cannot imagine.

The doctor's question pulled Wen He's thoughts far, far away.

He was so far away that he could see the darkness of night.

I saw lonely people who were helpless and tormented.

They saw a person struggling desperately but sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss.

I saw a recluse with his mouth open but unable to make a sound.

When Wen He came to her senses, her eyes were filled with a determination that even the gods could not shake.

"Living is important, but there are some things that are more important than life."

He looked directly into the doctor's eyes and responded earnestly.

The doctor, whose eyes met Wen He's, felt a sudden tremor in his heart, as if something within him had been touched.

Over his decades-long medical career, he has seen countless poor people pushed to the brink of death by cancer.

But he had never seen anyone like Wen He before.

His heart was not dead.

Moreover, his heart, which had been almost withered by cancer, was now radiating an extremely intense flame!

Even as he approached the end of his life, he remained steadfast in his choice of the dream he still held dear.

Even if it might go against his life.

This boldness greatly surprised the doctor.

"There is a special medicine that might help you."

"This drug can be said to be one of the most advanced products of human medical technology at present."

"With just one injection, all the cancer cells in your body can be eradicated on a large scale and completely suppressed."

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