Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

"Ling'er, do you want some water?"

"I...cough...cough..."

Guan Manling couldn't stop coughing, so Lao Wu hurriedly helped her up, holding her back to help her breathe.

Guan Manling coughed for a long time before she regained her composure. She weakly leaned on Lao Wu's arms and drank a few sips of water. Her voice was so hoarse that it even startled her: "Where are we...?"

"In the provincial hospital." Old Wu hurriedly tucked her quilt back in and said, "Ling'er, please wait for a while, I'll call the doctor to come and take a look at you."

"Hey……"

Guan Manling wanted to say that it didn't matter to her, but Lao Wu had already ran out and tripped accidentally.

Seeing Old Wu's unkempt appearance, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling so distressed that she almost forgot about the pain in her body.

The doctor came over quickly. Seeing that Guan Manling was still having a fever, he said seriously: "You have water in your lungs now. Don't be careless when you wake up. You should continue to be hospitalized. If you have any questions, call me immediately."

"I...is it that serious?" Guan Manling covered her heart and now rubbed it gently.

Her chest hurt, and she thought it was caused by fever and choking on water.

Hearing her question, the doctor pursed his lower lip almost imperceptibly, and then smiled easily: "Of course it's serious. Do you think it's so easy to be a hero? Take good care of yourself. I will issue a certificate for you to ask for leave from the Corps. .”

Guan Manling frowned and whispered: "It's not that I'm afraid of getting sick, it's just that it will delay things too much and affect my work."

"Don't think about working now. Your task now is to recover from your illness." The doctor nodded to the nurse and whispered, "Please take care of Xiaowen, and I will take the family members to prescribe medicine."

When he said this, Guan Manling didn't think much about it. He leaned against the bedside tiredly, unable to open his eyes.

After leaving the ward, the doctor's expression became serious, and Old Wu's heart suddenly lifted.

"Doctor, what's going on? My wife is seriously ill?" Old Wu lowered his voice unconsciously, for fear of being heard by Guan Manling.

The doctor shook his head and signaled him not to ask questions yet. He did not say until he brought the person into the office and closed the door: "Comrade Wu, the situation is a bit complicated now. You have to be prepared."

As soon as the doctor opened the surgery, Lao Wu's legs became weak.

He pursed his lips and said nothing, as if as long as he didn't speak, no bad news would come.

The doctor considered for a moment, took a step forward, patted Lao Wu on the shoulder, and whispered: "I suspect that the fluid in Comrade Guan Manling's lungs is not due to drowning. Several examinations will take some time. I mainly want to ask you, Has Comrade Guan Manling ever had symptoms such as cough, chest pain, hemoptysis, and fever before?"

Old Wu swallowed his saliva and pinched himself hard before he could find his voice: "It's cold in the Northern Wilderness. Ling'er caught a cold not long after he came here. First, he's been a little sluggish. The blood... is there. Several times she coughed with blood, but our doctor said that she coughed too hard and her throat was broken..."

Lao Wu suddenly understood something and squatted down and beat his head hard: "Damn it! Why didn't I bring her over to have a look earlier! I, I, I, I..."

The doctor sighed silently.

Lao Wu's eyes were red, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

He raised his head stiffly, looked at the doctor and asked tremblingly: "Doctor, what exactly is the disease?"

"Well..." The doctor shook his head hesitantly, "The test results haven't come out yet, so I can't talk nonsense."

"Doctor! Please, please tell me how you guessed it first. I won't blame you if I'm wrong! Please, just tell me!" Old Wu almost collapsed and grabbed the doctor's arm. The man in the white coat looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Comrade... please don't do this. Stand up and I'll tell you slowly..."

The doctor quickly pulled him up and asked him to sit on a stool. He sat down opposite him and said in a very low voice: "The best situation now is pneumonia, and the worst situation may be cancer...but I think the latter is better." It's unlikely, since she's still so young."

But Lao Wu couldn't hear what the doctor said later, and all he could think about was the word "cancer".

"If, if it is...can it still be cured?" He trembled for a while and asked in a low voice.

"Let's wait for the results first," the doctor patted his shoulder again, "I shouldn't have told you originally, but Comrade Guan Manling was very anxious to be discharged from the hospital. I was afraid that if you really left, it would be delayed if something happened. "

Old Wu looked at his palms steadily, and the calluses on one hand were covered with water mist.

He swallowed his worries and nodded vigorously: "I understand, I understand, thank you doctor... you, treat her as you say, I... I won't let her leave the hospital..."

"Okay, let's wait for the results first."

When Lao Wu came out of the doctor's office, his legs were weak.

He moved slowly for two steps, then lost the strength and squatted down slowly while holding on to the wall.

He buried his head in his hands, feeling extremely regretful.

If he didn't trust the health worker... If he insisted on taking her to the provincial capital for medical treatment early in the morning... If he didn't let Guan Manling come to Beidahuang... If he didn't reply to her letter... If he didn't send those photos of Lao Shizi...

"Brother-in-law?"

Today, Xie Yufei was taken away by Su Yuncheng early in the morning, saying that he was asked to take photos of the comrades in the art troupe. Lin Nianhe finally had time and came to see Guan Manling with canned yellow peaches and milk powder.

Before she entered the ward, she first saw Old Wu squatting at the end of the corridor, shrouded in despair.

In the hospital, there is only one possibility for family members to show this expression.

Lin Nianhe quickly ran to him and asked, "What's wrong with Sister Manling?"

Old Wu raised his head when he heard Guan Manling's name.

Lin Nianhe was startled by his appearance - if his facial features hadn't matched, she wouldn't have believed that the man in front of her with eyes full of vicissitudes of life and despair was Lao Wu.

"Comrade Lin, Comrade Lin." Old Wu twitched his lips, as if he wanted to smile politely.

Lin Nianhe couldn't care less about his expression and asked again: "What happened to Sister Manling?" Afraid that he would not tell the truth, Lin Nianhe added, "Brother-in-law, tell me the truth. If it is really something serious, If she gets sick, I will find some connections to send her back to the capital for treatment."

Old Wu's eyes brightened a bit, and he looked at Lin Nianhe with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "The doctor said it might be cancer... Comrade Lin, can this disease be cured in Beijing?"

Lin Nianhe's heart sank.

She wasn't sure if the current hospital had relevant regulations, but before she traveled through time, the Lin family's family doctor joked with her: Doctors are sometimes like detectives, and it's impossible to express suspicions without evidence. All test results are... It's the doctor's evidence. Once he speaks, there must be clues... Of course, this must rule out the possibility that he is an arrogant guy.

Lin Nianhe is not a doctor. She doesn't understand why Guan Manling is diagnosed with suspected lung cancer at such a young age. She also doesn't have any specific medicine. The only names that flash through her mind are the names of various hospitals.