Author: Tezcatripoca

Yang Luo sat opposite the doctor, holding the thin medical certificate numbly, flipping the piece of paper over and over.

The words above are not scrawled handwriting, but typed documents.

But...why does it look so dizzying?

"...Ultrasound showed multiple hyperechoic masses, which were nodular in shape, with a wide base, and protruded into the cardiac cavity...it was diagnosed as primary cardiac sarcoma...malignant..."

"what is this?"

Yang Luo looked at the words above in disbelief. Every word was impacting his retinas, and the thoughts in his brain were completely frozen.

"Cardiac sarcoma...malignant tumor...Doctor, this can't be true, can it?"

Yang Luo slowly looked at the doctor, his eyes seeming to be pleading.

"This is the result of the CT scan. Of course, the diagnosis in our hospital may not be accurate, and there may be some mistakes in the process. You can check it several times in our hospital or other hospitals to avoid misdiagnosis."

The doctor wearing a mask crossed his hands on the table and said to him in a comforting tone.

It seemed that he had seen many patients like Yang Luo.

Yang Luo nodded blankly, picked up the medical certificate and left the hospital hall.

Maybe it was psychological factors, or maybe it was because the hospital had stamped it and certified that I had a heart disease, and there was another stabbing pain in my chest.

"hiss……"

Taking out a low breath, Yang Luo comforted herself in her heart.

"No, no, it's not that unlucky. I got this disease when I was only 31 years old, I just bought a house, and my salary increases every year. It's impossible for me to encounter such a small probability.

Already..."

"Misdiagnosis, it should be a misdiagnosis... Let's go to other hospitals to check."

Saying it slowly in his heart, Yang Luo's mood improved a little.

Although the heavy reality hangs in the air like a guillotine, there is at least some room for luck.

Yang Luo picked up the phone and dialed the team leader's number.

"Hey, team leader..."

"Oh, Brother Luo, didn't you have a physical examination today? How was the result?"

The team leader on the other end of the phone said casually.

"...Um, don't I still have more than ten days of annual leave? I'm going to ask for a few more days of leave. I hope the team leader can help me."

"How many more days of leave do you need?"

The team leader's tone suddenly became hesitant.

"The project is currently in a critical period of version update. Please take leave at this time... Hey, Brother Luo, have you found any problems?"

"...This, it seems to be more serious after the examination, but there is a possibility of misdiagnosis, so I want to take a few more days off, visit more hospitals, and look around."

"That's it."

The team leader comforted him.

"...Okay then, Brother Luo, let's go check it out. Don't worry, it's only a few days, we can handle it and get over it. If there is any big problem, be sure to tell us. The company will not ignore you if you are seriously ill.

"

After thanking him repeatedly, the call ended and Yang Luo put down the phone.

Although there was still some gloom in his heart, Yang Luo still felt like he was surrounded by warmth under the comfort of the team leader.

"Sure enough, it's a really good company... If it turns out to be a misdiagnosis, I will definitely work harder for the company in the future."

Sniffling, Yang Luo took the medical certificate, looking for information about other hospitals with half sadness and half comfort, and left the hospital hall.

…

Five days later.

Yang Luo stood at the door of Qingxia Central Cancer Hospital, looking at the large pile of test sheets in his hand, his eyes darkened for a while.

Even though the weather was bright and sunny, his mood and body seemed to be sinking into ice water.

In these five days, I visited seven or eight hospitals, took CT scans again and again, and met with one doctor after another.

But no matter where it is, the final result is unique.

"Cardiosarcoma".

A type of primary myocardial tumor.

Vicious.

Although the cost of the operation is only tens of thousands, but with the pre- and post-operative diagnosis and treatment, recovery and related medical expenses, it will cost hundreds of thousands. Now he can only borrow money to get it.

The most important thing is that even if this fee is paid, according to the doctor, the location of his tumor is very "subtle" and the success rate of the operation is less than 50%... Even if the operation is successful, the prognosis and recovery are very difficult, and I am afraid that the survival time

No more than two or three years.

--Difficult to accept.

Why……

"I am only 31 years old, and I have never even touched my girlfriend's hand... I studied hard all the way from a rural primary school, came to a big city, and finally settled down... Why did this happen to me?"

Thinking back on my life, after so many years of hardship, relying on my own efforts and the choice of graduation to take root in a big factory, I finally got where I am today. How could it be like this?!

"And I just bought a house for my parents not long ago. I originally thought about bringing them to Qingxia City in the future... What should I do in the future?"

Sitting in confusion on the steps at the entrance of the hospital, Yang Luo unknowingly had tears streaming down his face.

He sat there for an unknown amount of time, until the sun set in the west and the sky was covered with shadows. Only then did he finally regain some vigor and find some light in the gloomy reality.

"By the way...I still have a company, don't I?

"A company as humane as Shenyi will definitely not leave me alone - and I am also an old employee for eight years.

"Yes, that's it... maybe the company will help me contact clinics abroad to help me treat my disease!"

When he thought of the "kindness", Yang Luo felt a little better. He quickly picked up his cell phone and called his team leader to explain the situation.

"Ah...Brother Luo, you have a malignant heart tumor? You don't have much time to live?! How could such a thing happen..."

"I can't think of such a thing..."

Yang Luo smiled bitterly.

On the other end of the phone, the team leader hesitated for a while, seeming to be thinking about what to say next.

"Brother Luo, I'm going to contact HR to see how to solve this situation. Come to the company tomorrow afternoon and let's talk together."

"well……"

Yang Luo agreed hastily.

He also wanted to chat with the team leader for a while. Although the other person was much younger than him, he was the only one he could talk to in the city at this time.

"I……"

Yang Luo opened his mouth and was about to say something, but a busy signal came from the other end of the phone, "Beep...beep...".

Holding the phone, Yang Luo was stunned for a while.

"What a young man. He is too impatient. After he said that, he helped me contact the company."

He shook his head, but there was some self-comforting smile on his face.

"Alas, tomorrow afternoon... I wonder what the company will come up with to help me get through this difficult time.

"Sure enough, people still need an organization to live well."

Thinking like this, Yang Luo touched his heart, shrank his body, and got on the bus home, waiting expectantly for the arrival of the next day.
Chapter completed!