In the VIP ward of the hospital

, the coughing sound from time to time was disturbing. The doctor and the nurse came in a hurry and gave Lan Chen a cough suppressant and expectorant medicine in time, and the coughing sound was relieved.

When the doctor left, he patted Lie Yan's shoulder, and Lie Yan followed the doctor out.

"Your father's condition is not good," the doctor's expression was very serious.

"We looked at his X-rays and found that he is already in the late stage of lung cancer. The cancer cells spread very quickly and he has missed the best treatment period. We will arrange surgery as soon as possible in the next few days to extend his life."

Lie Yan knew the consequences of late stage lung cancer, but he did not expect it to be so serious. "Doctor, if the surgery goes well, how long can my father live?"

This is the most tangled question for him, and it is also the question he least wants to ask but must ask.

"It's hard to say. The constitutions of patients are different. Some patients have a good mentality after surgery, eat well and sleep well, and can live for three years or even longer. Some patients always have wild thoughts, do not control their drinking and do not pay attention to their diet, and may only live for about a year."

"Okay, I understand. Then please arrange the best doctor to perform surgery on my father. You don't need to consider the money." Lie Yan said.

"I'll arrange it as soon as possible." The doctor said and left.

Lie Yan took a breath of cool air. According to the doctor, even if the operation was successful, Lan Chen would only live for three years at most.

He suddenly regretted his willfulness and persistence. Because of Lan Zihan's matter, Lie Yan always felt that Lan Chen was too concerned about interests and didn't care about the lives of others. He insisted on running away from home that year, but he never thought that he was Lan Chen's successor. How empty he would be without himself. Think about it,

Da Xi Guangzu and Lan Chen are about the same age. Now Da Xi Guangzu has retired for several years, but Lan Chen is still working hard in the business world.

I still remember the years when I ran away from home. Every time I called, Lan Zihan would ask me, "Brother, when will you come back? Dad misses you so much. Every time I miss you, I smoke a lot."

Come to think of it, his illness might have something to do with me. If it weren't for overwork, excessive drinking and smoking, he might not be in this situation now.

Qingran came to the hospital and saw Lieyan standing at the door. She patted his shoulder gently and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lieyan saw Qingran, pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile. He shook his head when he heard Qingran's words, "Not very good. I will have surgery in two days. The doctor said that if the surgery goes well, I can live for another three years."

Qingran could sense the loneliness and sadness in Lieyan's tone, "Don't be too sad, doctors are all doing the worst. It's always a conservative estimate. It's not impossible for a miracle to happen if you take a good rest."

Lie Yan nodded, "I'll be in the hospital with my dad these days, and I may not go home. Take care of yourself, don't worry about me, and don't come over. There are too many bacteria in the hospital, and you're not in good health. Go back."

Qing Ran really wanted to stay with him, but after listening to Lie Yan's words, she felt that it was meaningless to insist, so Lie Yan went to the ward to take care of Lan Chen. She sat on a bench in the hospital and took out a report from her bag.

She was pregnant. She had

wanted to discuss this child with him.

What shouldn't come will always come. She couldn't have children, but this child still came. She had taken measures at first, but later Lieyan didn't want to take any measures. She thought that she would be fine if she avoided the critical days, but who knew that she would still be hit...