As they were speaking, Feng Juan came back.
When she saw Aunt Feng's eyes were red, her heart skipped a beat and her face changed slightly. She thought: Could it be that Aunt Feng knows something?
Feng Juan subconsciously looked at Yunqiao.
Yun Qiao turned his back to Aunt Feng and shook his head subtly at Feng Juan.
It means Aunt Feng doesn’t know yet.
Feng Juan heaved a sigh of relief. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know what to do.
Feng Juan was calm at the moment, afraid of revealing her emotions, so she didn't dare ask any more questions. She pretended not to notice Feng Juan's red eyes, put on a casual smile, and talked about the gossip in the next ward: "Aunt Feng, guess what I saw when I went to the bathroom to wash dishes just now?"
Aunt Feng was still very interested in these short conversations between parents and asked, "What's all the fuss about?"
Feng Juan told Aunt Feng what she saw in the bathroom.
The two chatted for a while, and Aunt Feng looked tired.
Feng Juan let her lie down and sleep for a while, and then woke her up at lunchtime.
Aunt Feng responded with a "yes". Due to the effect of the medicine, her body felt a little more relaxed and not as uncomfortable, so she fell asleep soon after lying down.
After Aunt Feng fell asleep and her breathing became even, Yun Qiao winked at Feng Juan.
Feng Juan understood and leaned over to tuck the corner of the quilt for Aunt Feng. Then she and Yun Qiao came out of the ward one after another.
They were worried that Aunt Feng might wake up suddenly due to her unstable sleep and overhear their conversation, so they didn't talk at the door of the ward, but deliberately walked away.
The two walked to a deserted corner. Yun Qiao lowered his voice and said to Feng Juan, "Mom, grandma seems to have noticed something. Just now, when you were not around, she asked me if I knew what disease she had."
Feng Juan was a little nervous when she heard this and asked quickly, "Then how did you tell her?"
"Of course I didn't tell her the truth." Yun Qiao said, "I just told her it was severe pneumonia, just as you said before."
Feng Juan: "Did she believe it?"
"She was half-believing, half-doubting," Yun Qiao said. "I told her her pneumonia was caused by a super fungus that's extremely resistant to drugs and can't be cured with ordinary medicine. It requires special medicine. Aunt Feng doesn't understand medicine and doesn't understand what I said, so she temporarily believed me. She was also worried about the high cost of hospitalization and didn't want to spend the family's money, so she told me where her bankbook was and asked me to withdraw her money to pay for the hospitalization when I was discharged."
"She was kind-hearted and always considered others." Feng Juan sighed, "It's a pity that she didn't seek revenge, and she ended up with an incurable disease."
Yun Qiao felt sad when he heard Feng Juan say this and sighed.
Feng Juan said, "Her health is getting weaker and weaker, so she must have noticed something was wrong. Today was the first time she asked, but it certainly won't be the last. Let's try to fool her for as long as we can. It's only a matter of time before we're done."
Yun Qiao hummed and said, "Mom, please go back to the ward first. I want to go to my grandma's doctor to ask about her condition. I'm a medical student, so I know the specific situation and have a general idea of it."
Feng Juan nodded in agreement: "Go ahead. The doctor's office is just up ahead."
Yun Qiao responded: "Tuo."
Following Feng Juan's reminder, Yun Qiao quickly found the doctor's office.
The office door was not closed, and the doctor was sitting behind the desk working. Yun Qiao raised his hand and knocked on the door. After getting permission, he entered the office.
She introduced herself directly and then asked about Aunt Feng's condition.
When the doctor learned that Yun Qiao was also a medical student, he was silent for a long time before saying, "You are a medical student yourself, so you should know that in the late stage of lung cancer, when the cancer cells have metastasized throughout the body, there is no hope of cure. At present, the only thing we doctors can do is to do our best to alleviate her pain and make the patient's final journey easier."
Yun Qiao's eyes welled up when he heard this, but he still didn't give up and asked, "It's true what the book says, but I'm just a student. I don't have a deep understanding of cancer, and I'm not sure how far medical science has progressed. So... is there really no way out? Even if it's just to prolong life a little longer."
"Student, it's meaningless." The doctor slowly shook his head: "The patient has no hope of recovery. Based on this, all our attempts will only increase the patient's pain."
"Let me be frank. If you do nothing, she might live another three to six months. But if you do everything, she might not even last three months."
"Why? As a terminally ill cancer patient, her body has been destroyed by cancer cells. Her body is very fragile and cannot withstand further attempts."
"There's an 80% chance he won't be able to get off the operating table. Even if he does, he might not be able to leave the intensive care unit. He's too weak, and there's a 99% chance he won't be able to survive the post-operative recovery."
"Not to mention radiotherapy and chemotherapy. The drugs are extremely toxic. Once they're injected into the body, they kill not only cancer cells but also healthy cells. Do you think she, a terminal cancer patient, can withstand it?"
"No, classmate."
"So the final result is that the money was spent, the pain was suffered, and the person was lost."
"Both the people and the money are gone."
The doctor advised earnestly: "Listen to the advice of the seniors, accept the reality and stop struggling."
"In the last moments, eat and drink to make the journey easier."
The doctor's words made Yun Qiao feel particularly heavy-hearted. She pursed her lips and nodded after a long moment: "Dad, I understand. Thank you, doctor."
After leaving the doctor's office, Yun Qiao did not return to the ward immediately. Instead, he turned and went to the stairwell and went to the roof.
She was in such a heavy mood at the moment that she couldn't hide the expression on her face at all.
Although Aunt Feng was asleep, she could wake up at any time. If Aunt Feng found out something was wrong, all the concealment she had done these days would be ruined.
The patient's mood can also affect the duration of survival at the end of life.
Yun Qiao and Feng Juan both hope that Aunt Feng can live as long as possible.
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