The era without heroes is the best era!

These words struck Pan Han's mind like a bolt of lightning. He immediately thought of the apocalyptic base, where everyone could be considered a hero.

But if given the chance to choose, who would want to be the hero?

Cheng Xiao is definitely willing to continue being her foot washer, and Qin Lao Da is definitely a good husband.

Lao Liu might have become a stand-up comedian.

Even Xiangxiu, who only had two legs left, might have become a male dancer.

"Oh!" Pan Han seemed to have grown up in an instant. He understood many things at once and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Pan Han discovered that children who grew up in wealthy families have a completely different way of looking at the world and thinking from ordinary people.

They always seem to be able to grasp human nature and understand the fundamental laws of how things develop.

This kind of vision and way of thinking is the moat on their road to growth! Children from poor families will never catch up with them in their lifetime.

A little kindness may be followed by a great resentment, good people may not always be rewarded, and good intentions may lead to bad results!

Anyone who wants to do great things cannot avoid these topics.

Either you suffer injustice and bear the infamy, or you kill decisively and ruthlessly.

How should I choose? I don’t know!

Seeing that he seemed to be lost in thought, Wang Doudou also shut up and focused on driving.

Half an hour later, the Maybach drove into the gate of Valley Hospital.

"Mom, I'm here. Let's go together after the results come out." Pan Han collected his thoughts and sent a WeChat message to his mother.

"Okay son, we're all waiting."

Not long after Pan and Han arrived at the ward, Director Liu came.

When everyone saw him coming, they immediately surrounded him.

"Director Liu, what's the result?" Wang Doudou asked first.

"Then I'll just say it straight?" Director Liu saw that everyone was there.

"Just tell me straight." Pan Han's expression tensed, and he felt something was wrong.

"The patient's condition isn't optimistic. The brain tumor can be treated through surgery. But the lung tumor is not optimistic, as it has spread widely. Compared to these two, other diseases are insignificant."

"Director, how long can I live?" After hearing this, my second aunt couldn't help but ask.

"It's hard for us to estimate this." Director Liu looked embarrassed.

"Director Liu, please be frank. Treatment requires consultation, and our family members also need consultation." Pan Han made the final decision.

"This..." Director Liu turned his head to look at Wang Doudou, who nodded at him, indicating that he could speak.

"Then I'll be frank. The patient can live for at most half a year." Director Liu sighed. Once this sentence came out, it meant that the second aunt had no hope of survival.

As a doctor, even though I can face life and death, I can't help but feel heartbroken every time I talk about such an outcome.

There was some silence at the scene, and no one spoke.

The director said that he could live for at most half a year, maybe only three months, or even one month.

Suddenly, my second uncle couldn't help sobbing and slowly hugged my second aunt.

Pan Han's mother also secretly wiped away her tears.

Second Aunt, on the other hand, looked calm, perhaps she had already had a premonition.

"Okay, thank you Director. Let's discuss it." Pan Han first asked Wang Doudou to see Director Liu off.

"Sister, you have been doing good deeds all your life, how could you encounter such hardship!" As soon as Director Liu left, Pan Han's mother finally couldn't help it and hugged her second aunt and burst into tears.

Second Aunt slowly shed two lines of tears, but she still gritted her teeth and held on, and reached out to comfort her sister.

"Let's go home!"

After a long time, my second aunt made her decision: since there was no cure, it would be better to die at home.

The second uncle didn't want to give up and ran to Pan Han: "Pan'er, do you think there is another way?"

"Dad, let's go. Don't waste money here. It's not easy for Pan'er to make money." Second Aunt shook her head and pulled Second Uncle away.

"Second aunt, second uncle, mom. Don't worry. I haven't learned anything else in the past few years, but I have learned one thing." Pan Han looked at everyone with burning eyes.

When everyone heard this, they didn't understand what he meant.

"I learned how to tell fortunes! I observed Second Aunt's appearance and she doesn't look like someone who only has half a year left to live!"

"Pan'er, I know you mean well. But I know my own body." Second Aunt knew that Pan Han wanted to comfort her, and felt that her love for this eldest nephew was not in vain.

"Second Aunt, don't worry. I'm very accurate in fortune-telling." Pan Han decided to use his own method to save Second Aunt.

Wang Doudou came back at this time, and Pan Han went up to her and said, "Doudou, we'll go back first. Sorry to bother you with this matter, I'll handle the rest myself."

When Wang Doudou heard this, she vaguely felt that he was going to use the potion, so she asked quietly, "Is it okay?"

Pan Han understood what she meant: "Give it a try. The result won't be any worse."

"Okay, you can take the car first. There's no rush to return it." Wang Doudou saw that there was nothing he could do to help, so he could only continue to lend the Maybach.

"Thank you!"

"Let's go, Mom, Second Aunt, let's pack up and go home."

An hour later, everyone was on the highway heading home.

There was just a silence in the car, and no one spoke.

Pan Han realized that this wasn't going to work, so he needed to lighten the mood. So he took out his phone and pretended to send a WeChat message to someone.

After some pretentious fiddling, he forced a smile and said to everyone, "I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Kid, it's such a late hour and you're still joking! If you have something to say, just say it quickly. What's the difference between good news and bad news? Everything is good news now." His mother scolded him.

"Then I'll just say it directly!"

"Go ahead."

"I contacted an old Chinese doctor. He has a secret recipe. We can try it."

When my second uncle heard this, he quickly came closer and asked, "Is it true?"

"Of course it's true. We've known each other for many years. Besides, Western medicine can't cure all diseases. Our ancestors did pass down many good things."

"I think what Pan'er said makes sense." Seeing that there was a life-saving straw to grasp, the second uncle couldn't help but believe it.

"Son, if it really works, let's try it right away."

"I'll take you home first, and then I'll go find him to get the medicine. It may take a few days. Second aunt will live in our house during these days, so you guys take good care of her." Pan Han pretended to be very serious.

"Don't worry, son. We will definitely take good care of your second aunt."

Seeing that everyone was still busy for her, Second Aunt shed two more tears.

In fact, she had given up treatment a long time ago, but isn't this the meaning of family?

"Second Aunt, you should eat and drink as you please these days. Just be happy. I'll take care of the rest!" Pan Han looked at Second Aunt in the rearview mirror. She was still a little depressed, so he quickly cheered her up.

"Okay, nephew, go ahead and rest assured. During this last period of time, your aunt will make sure she lives like a human being."

At this point, the atmosphere in the car began to liven up.

The ancients often said that life is a breath. Sometimes it is this breath that holds on that can turn things around.

It was almost noon when everyone returned to their hometown. Pan Han’s father had already prepared dinner and was waiting for them.