After drinking half of it, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his stomach. Mo Zechuan groaned and subconsciously bent over to cover his stomach.
"What's wrong?" Pei Yiming, a surgeon, usually just looked at the film and talked. Seeing that he wasn't in good condition, he knew from past experience that it was probably an abdominal problem. As for what the problem was, he had to let the patient himself tell him.
"I didn't eat breakfast and my stomach hurts."
Small matter.
Pei Yiming ordered some bread and asked someone to serve it quickly.
After getting it, Mo Zechuan ate one or two but it didn't help. His stomach was like on strike, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat. "Old Pei, it seems I can't accompany you to play golf."
"Stop hitting me, or you'll die." Pei Yiming pressed his stomach. "Does it hurt here or here?"
"It hurts."
It's indeed time to take an X-ray to see if there's something wrong with the intestines.
Pei Yiming supported him, paid the bill, and dragged him to the car. "Wait, I'll take you to the hospital."
"No." Mo Zechuan wiped the sweat off his face and said, "It's an old problem. It will be better soon."
"Stomach cancer patients initially thought it was a minor problem, but as time went by, it turned into stomach cancer. Let's go to the hospital."
"I already said I'm not going." Mo Zechuan gritted his teeth, not knowing where his phone had rubbed against him, but it lit up. "I'm fine."
"It's okay, he was almost in shock." Pei Yiming noticed that his cell phone was lit up when he was fastening his seat belt. He checked and saw that it was Xiao Zhou's number.
Xiao Zhou, Zhou Jinxi, right? Isn't this Mo Zechuan's boyfriend? Why didn't he delete his number after breaking up?
However, since the call was connected, he decided to have a good chat with Xiao Zhou. "Hello, Zhou Jinxi. Mo Zechuan..."
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