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Medical bees.

Su Ran was excited.

Whatever you want, you get it.

Bee therapy, also known as bee acupuncture therapy, has been around for more than 1,200 years.

Bee therapy and acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine are similar!

But they are miracle doctors!

Heaven-defying bees!

"Wang Xue is saved."

Su Ran stood up excitedly and walked towards the unused beehives.

20 traditional beehives were neatly stacked together.

He had no better beehives.

"Let's make do with it for now."

He chose an upper beehive.

Medical bees were not strong in combat, reproduction or honey collection, which meant they were too fragile.

Su Ran had to consider how to keep them well.

Fortunately, he still had ten boxes of native bees.

His mind moved slightly.

A queen bee appeared in his palm.

(Master)

(Like)

The queen bee expressed her joy excitedly.

Su Ran looked at the queen bee carefully.

It was thinner than the queen bee.

There was a faint"cross" mark on its back.

Su Ran was happy:"It turns out that she is a professional in medical treatment."

"From now on, I will call you Little Saint King."

The Little Saint King fluttered his wings happily.

(Okay)

(Like)

Buzz buzz buzz.

(Friend)

Little Ling'er flew to Su Ran's hand and tilted his head to look at the Little Saint King.

(Friend) The Little Saint King also responded happily.

Su Ran smiled even more.

He knew from the system that medical bees are not good at producing honey or fighting.

In order to protect themselves, they will secrete a weak pheromone to confuse the perception of other bees and make them think they are companions.

He took two nest frames and went outside the yard.

He exchanged two nest frames full of honey with the wild bees and put them in the Little Saint King's home.

He put the Little Saint King in the beehive.

Extract the bees.

300 medical bees suddenly appeared, circled Su Ran, and flew into the beehive.

(Jia Jia)

(Like)

(Honey honey)

The medical bees climbed onto the nest frames and happily sucked the honey.

Su Ran nodded slightly:

"As expected, the reproductive capacity is low, and others are 30,000…～…"

"Don't worry."

"There is still a lot of honey. Eat it and then play."

"Wait a few days, I will find you a better home."

""Little Flower King, Little Beauty King, Little Fragrance King, Little Dragon King, all come out."

He shouted.

Four queen bees slowly flew out of the four beehives.

"Taurus, Aries, Pisces……"

Su Ran stood by the fence again and called the roll.

Ten queen bees appeared one after another.

"Come to the meeting and meet your new friends."

……

It was eleven o'clock in the evening.

Su Ran's house was quiet.

The small lamp outside the yard was on with a dim light.

Several moths were flying around it, occasionally flying against the hot light bulb. They left a large dancing shadow on the ground.

Su Ran quietly came out of the house and walked onto the small dirt road.

After a while, a figure also walked out of his house and quietly looked out at the gate of the yard.

Su Ran turned on the screen of his mobile phone and shook it.

The figure quickly turned on the phone and chased after him with the help of the light.

"Mr. Su, what do you want to do?"

Wang Yuemeng, who was wearing pajamas, was a little wary.

When she came back in the afternoon, she suddenly found a note left by Su Ran under the quilt, asking her to go out for a walk at 11 o'clock in the evening.

A crescent moon hung in the sky, and there were many dark clouds.

But it did not prevent people from distinguishing the road.

The insects around were screaming desperately, which seemed very noisy.

"I have something to ask you. Let's go for a walk?"

Su Ran smiled and thought to herself that she didn't expect Wang Yuemeng to have some talent.

She is such a serious person, but she still has a childlike heart. There are many Doraemons printed on her pajamas.

Wang Yuemeng frowned, but still followed.

After walking for more than ten meters,

Su Ran asked softly:"Is Mr. Song's illness healed?"

Wang Yuemeng replied puzzledly:"He just received too much stimulation when he was young, and his mental and physical weakness has been long-term, coupled with various old age diseases. Anyway, it's a mess."

"I've eaten your mine honey and I feel much better now."

Su Ran stopped and turned to look at her:"What about Wang Xue?"

In the darkness,

I felt Wang Yuemeng tremble, as if she was shocked.

"I already knew she was ill."

Su Ran waved her hand and continued walking forward, whispering,"She and Mr. Song were fellow patients, weren't they?"

Wang Yuemeng quickly caught up with her,"What else do you know?"

Su Ran sighed,"Cancer"

"This is why I'm looking for you"

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to talk about it."

Wang Yuemeng was shocked and walked with him for a few dozen meters.

After the psychological struggle, she slowly spoke:

"Actually, I don't know her well."

"Mr. Song stayed in that hospital for half a year. During that time, I traveled back and forth between China and Malaysia to help him deal with his affairs."

"The first time I met Wang Xue was a month before Mr. Song was discharged from the hospital."

"I went to the cafeteria to get food for Mr. Song. She was in front of me. There were hundreds of people in the line. She was the only one wearing a hospital gown. She looked a little lonely."

".Later I found out that she was in the ward next door."

"After meeting him a few times, I gradually understood him."

"I heard from the nurse that she was transferred from Peking Union Medical College Hospital in Beijing, and she never saw her family and was not allowed to contact them."

Su Ran was stunned.

He nodded slightly.

He had been to Beijing and knew this hospital.

There is a saying among the people: If the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, Peking Union Medical College Hospital will keep you until five o'clock.

The hospital has gathered the top experts in the country. It has been ranked first in comprehensive ranking for more than ten consecutive years.

Everyone says that if Peking Union Medical College Hospital says it can't be cured, then there must be no medicine to cure it.

This is the most authoritative hospital in the country.

""And then?" Su Ran asked.

Wang Yuemeng was silent for a while, then asked,"Do you know what pancreatic cancer is?"

Su Ran shook his head.

Wang Yuemeng took a deep breath and said,"The nurse told me that pancreatic cancer is known as the king of cancers. It is difficult to detect, and once it is detected, it is already in the late stage, which often means there is no chance of radical surgery."

"And the five-year survival rate after diagnosis is about 5%, and 70% of people cannot survive���Six months."

She paused and said softly:

"Mr. Su"

"She asked us to keep it a secret."

"I'm just telling you out of obligation, you can't help me."

Su Ran stopped and looked up at the moon.

The faint moonlight sprinkled on his face.

Wang Yuemeng suddenly felt excited and turned away quickly.

Su Ran smiled and turned his head and said,"That is to say"

"Is she in that 30%?"

He remembered that when Wang Xue first came, her colleagues had revealed that she sold the company last year, which was more than half a year ago.

Her chance of death was higher.

But she was still very lucky to have met him.

Wang Yuemeng looked at him puzzled.

"Thank you."

Su Ran turned around and walked back:"I suddenly know, and I feel a little relieved."

"Go back to sleep"

"There are many mosquitoes in the mountains"