ten minutes.

How long is ten minutes?

Different situations have different interpretations.

For example, during the brutal selection training that year, when Zhuang Yan received anti-interrogation training and was hung upside down into a well, he felt that ten minutes was as long as an hour.

Now, he has been waiting ten minutes in the doctor's office at the tumor hospital, which feels like ten years.

On the afternoon of the second day after the condolences ended, Zhuang Yan went to the hospital.

When we first arrived, Lu Xiao was still there.

The two couldn't talk in the ward, so they made an excuse to sneak into the corridor.

"How's it going?"

"It's alright. After I got to the hospital, I hung myself with water and took medicine. It's much better. Today I'm in good spirits and my appetite is good."

Lu Xiao's words made Zhuang Yan calm down a little.

He glanced at Lu Xiao and found that the corners of the latter's eyes were red and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, so he advised: "Instructor, you haven't slept all night, okay? Go back and rest."

Lu Xiao waved his hand: "It's okay, didn't Xiao Yang from the public service class come with you? I'll go back in the evening and let him accompany Hong Gui here."

"Since there is a public duty class to take over, you should go back as soon as possible, the car is still downstairs." said Zhuang Yan.

Lu Xiao shook his head and sighed slightly: "I can't rest assured. The doctor just checked Hong Gui this morning and said that the results will be available soon. I'll wait."

After speaking, he suddenly remembered something, patted his thigh, and the man stood up.

"It's almost time, I'll go to the doctor's office and ask for the results."

When he came to the hospital, he found Liu Honggui's attending physician, but there was no one in the office. Another colleague said that the latter was called to the radiology department and came back ten minutes later.

Radiology?

The solemn heart thumped a few times.

He can only wait.

I couldn't sit still anymore, I walked around the door, then entered the office and walked inside.

Another one in the same department saw Zhuang Yan's appearance, poured him a glass of water, and asked, "The one who was sent in for inspection just now...is your unit?"

"Well." Nodding solemnly: "It's our company commander."

The other young doctor said: "Ah, he is the strongest patient I have ever seen, and he is also considered to be the patient with the best physical foundation. Others have lost their hair during chemotherapy, but he has not lost any at all, but he just doesn't listen to persuasion and secretly secretes it every day. Do push-ups and jump up stairs."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help revealing a smile, which quickly disappeared.

This is what he knew that the doctor had already complained about the previous hospitalization.

Seeing Zhuang Yan's worried look, the young doctor continued to comfort: "It's okay, your company commander is in such a good shape. You have already checked it when you were discharged from the hospital last time. The expected results are very good, and the operation was successful..."

These words really made the heart that solemnly hang in the air let go a little.

Since the doctor said so, it must be fine!

When it comes to healing, others are professionals, and you have to listen.

At this time, the attending doctor in charge of Liu Honggui walked into the office with a paper bag.

Zhuang Yan hurried forward: "Doctor, how is Liu Honggui's condition?"

He didn't say "how is the illness" but "how is the situation", and in the solemn subconscious, the word illness is a word of opportunity.

The attending doctor didn't say a word, and went back to his seat and sat down.

"Doctor……"

Zhuang Yan felt that the sky outside was darkening.

He looked towards the sky outside the door.

It was still sunny when the camp came over, but now the weather has suddenly changed, and the sky has completely darkened, as if it was the evening after the sun went down.

The dark clouds seemed to float past the roof.

"Deputy Commander Zhuang..."

The attending doctor knew Zhuang Yan, after all, he had dealt with him before.

He took out the medical records in the paper bag next to him with a solemn expression.

"Spread out..."

Three words, like a thunderbolt.

rumbling—

There was a sound of thunder, and a flash of lightning flashed through the dark clouds.

Majestic like a clay sculpture.

He couldn't be more clear about the meaning of diffusion.

Looking at the solemn, the doctor hesitated for a moment, but decided to be honest.

Because solemnly represents the army, the illness cannot be concealed.

"We examined Company Commander Liu and performed CT scans. There were obvious lesions in the liver and lungs..."

"What?!" Zhuang Yan interrupted the doctor and asked again: "What did you say, make it clearer!"

"What I mean is... Liu Honggui's tumor has spread to the liver and lungs." The attending doctor pushed the frame of his glasses and said in a low voice, "The situation is very serious and it is developing rapidly..."

"Didn't you say that the operation was successful? Didn't you say that the expectations were good? After he returned to the army, he checked regularly in the division hospital every month, and he also followed your doctor's orders to take medicine... Why is this happening!"

The solemn face was darker than the sky outside, and the whole person became murderous.

The doctor shuddered involuntarily.

He felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"This... This is a terminal illness. When the high-level amputation was an operation before, it was indeed very successful. After chemotherapy, no abnormality was found in other organs, but medically speaking, there is no 100% accuracy and prediction..."

bang——

Before the doctor's words were finished, Zhuang Yan slapped his palms heavily on the desk. The whole table vibrated violently, the water cup on the table fell down suddenly, and the tea overflowed.

"At that time, you asked me to persuade my company commander, saying that high-level amputation, removal of the lesion would be fine! Now that the leg has been cut, it has recurred, and you said it is unpredictable! How can you tell me how to face the company commander! I How can I explain it to him!"

The attending doctor and another doctor next door had already jumped up from their seats and took two steps back.

Zhuang Yan looks like a tiger that wants to eat people.

The office fell silent, except for the sound of breathing.

After a long time, Zhuang Yan finally suppressed the surging anger and controlled his emotions.

"I'm sorry, doctor..."

The corners of his eyes warmed and he lowered his head.

The doctor returned to his seat and sat down: "Deputy Commander Zhuang, I'm really sorry..."

Zhuang Yan didn't lift his head, just asked, "How many chances are there to be cured?"

The room fell silent again.

This question, the doctor can not answer, nor dare to answer.

After a long time, he said, "I will try my best."

Zhuang Yan smiled sadly: "How much time is left?"

The attending doctor subconsciously stood up again, and then subconsciously took a step back.

"As short as three months, as long as six months..."

Only half a year at most...

The solemn heart sank little by little, as if falling into the abyss where the sun cannot see the sun, and there is no ray of hope in sight.

"What do you do now?" Zhuang Yan raised his head and looked at the doctor in front of him: "Do you have any treatment plan?"

The doctor shook his head: "We will try our best, or we will do radiotherapy and chemotherapy. If he is in pain and can't stand it, we will provide some comfort drugs to make him less painful. But the main thing is to maintain a good mood, and there may be miracles. "

Miracle?

The solemn heart has sunk to the bottom.

...

Leave the doctor's office and follow the corridor back to the ward.

Along the way, there was thunder outside the corridor window.

Although it was after four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was the same as at seven o'clock at night.

Every time he took another step to the ward, his solemn footsteps became heavier than before.

If he could, he would rather never go to that ward and never see Liu Honggui.

However, someone has to do it.

If you don't do it yourself, Lu Xiao must say it.

Do you even have to shirk this responsibility?

At the beginning, it was I who persuaded Liu Honggui to say, "Leave the green hills without worrying about no firewood", and it was also my own persuasion that allowed Liu Honggui to agree to perform high-level amputation surgery, but now...

spread out...

Majestic felt as if a huge stone had been pressed against his heart, making it hard to breathe.

A sense of guilt spread like a tide, mercilessly swallowing himself into it.

He stopped, turned around, and looked at the heavy rain outside the window.

The wind, mixed with raindrops, crackled against the glass windows.

Every shot is a bullet that shoots at itself, making it impossible to escape.

At that moment, he even had the thought of turning around and running away.

Or, after returning home, he concealed his condition and told Liu Honggui that it was just some trivial matter, and it was enough to hang here for a few days.

In the corridor, the family members of the sick patient and the sick patient walked back and forth, and everyone who passed by Zhuang Yan couldn't help but glance at the young PLA officer.

After spending more than ten minutes in the corridor, Zhuang Yan gave up the idea of ​​running away.

It's your own responsibility.

Since I had done Liu Honggui's ideological work and asked him to perform surgery, today, I have the responsibility to tell him the truth.

You can't hide this.

Concealed, can not be concealed.

Who is Liu Honggui?

He is the company commander of the Butei Company, a reconnaissance person. Could it be that he doesn't even know what happened to his body?

Can't hide it at all!

Say it!

Honestly.

Zhuang Yan made up his mind.

Even if Liu Honggui wants to scold himself, let him scold him well and happily. If scolding others can make Liu Honggui feel better, he will stand in the ward every day and let him scold him.

Thinking of this, solemnly snapped his nose, straightened his military uniform, and strode toward the ward.

"You're back?"

Entering the ward solemnly, Lu Xiao was the first to stand up.

"Did you get the result?"

Nodding solemnly: "I got it."

He handed the bag containing the medical records to Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao took it over, took out the film inside and looked at it, with a puzzled look on his face.

He couldn't read it, including the words in the medical record, which were written like a scripture, so scrawled that he couldn't read them.

"what did the doctor say?"

Lu Xiao looked solemnly with expectation.

Zhuang Yan did not look at Lu Xiao, but his eyes fell on Liu Honggui on the hospital bed.

Liu Honggui leaned against the head of the bed, and from the solemn gaze and expression, he seemed to have guessed something.

Lu Xiao asked again: "Zhuang Yan, how is the situation? You are talking."

Zhuang Yan took a breath and said, "It's spread, the doctor said... It's spread. There are lesions in the lungs and liver, and the situation is not optimistic."

Lu Xiao was stunned for a moment, then pushed him.

"What did you say?"

"It has spread," said solemnly.

Lu Xiao was stunned, like a stone sculpture that was petrified on the spot.

"Old squad leader, I'm sorry..." Zhuang Yan felt that the corners of his eyes were hot, he didn't want to cry on this occasion, he held back, but his heart was cut like a knife.

After being silent for more than ten seconds, Liu Honggui, who was leaning on the head of the bed, suddenly laughed.

With this smile, tears fell from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto the quilt.

"Hehe, mother's bad luck..."

He still smiled, showing his white teeth, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

"If I knew this earlier, I wouldn't cut my legs and leave myself a whole corpse."

The tone was very relaxed, but it made Zhuang Yan feel even more pain in his heart.

"I'm sorry... the old monitor."

"Don't say I'm sorry, I didn't eat this tumor." Liu Honggui suddenly raised his head and looked at the ceiling dully: "It's all life, it's all my life... I didn't believe in fate before. But……"

Having said that, the tears finally stopped completely, and they smashed down.

Zhuang Yan turned around, turned his back to Liu Honggui, and faced the wall.

He was shaking all over because of the constant efforts to suppress his emotions.

There is something indescribable that is about to burst itself, and it may explode at any time.

After a long time, he suddenly turned around and went to Liu Honggui's hospital bed for a meeting, pulled a chair, sat down, and sat up straight.

"Old monitor, if you feel uncomfortable, hit me. I persuaded you to have an amputation. I..."

He wanted to say that he had implicated Liu Honggui and could not even leave the whole body behind. But this was really inappropriate, so I held back.

"never mind……"

Liu Honggui still looked at the ceiling and did not move.

"It has nothing to do with your solemnity."

Zhuang Yan also wanted to persuade Liu Honggui, but the other party stretched out his hand: "You go out first."

Then he said to Lu Xiao, "Teacher, I want to be alone and be quiet."

Lu Xiao woke up like a dream, and quickly agreed: "Okay, you are alone."

After all, he winked towards Zhuang Yan and asked him to go out with him.

The two walked out of the door of the ward and stood in the corridor.

Xiao Yang, who came to take care of Liu Honggui's public duty class, stood far away~lightnovelpub.net~ could not stop peeking here. Maybe, he also understood that it was a difficult time for Zhuang Yan and Lu Xiao.

The two stood in the corridor for more than twenty minutes.

Finally, Liu Honggui opened the door of the ward with crutches.

He looked at Zhuang Yan and nodded to him: "Zhuang Yan, come in, I have something to tell you."

Zhuang Yan looked at the instructor Lu Xiao next to him with some doubts.

Lu Xiao said: "Go, your old squad leader has something to tell you alone, I won't stay here, go back to the camp first."

After he finished speaking, he patted the solemn arm and turned away.

He walked solemnly into the ward and closed the door.

Liu Honggui lay back on the bed, took the pillow and put it behind his back.

There was no previous sadness on his face, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

Looking at the somewhat overwhelmed solemn, he pointed to the chair by the bed: "Come and sit."

Solemn had to sit down.

Liu Honggui held his hands, and he seemed to be brewing emotions. After a while, he said, "Zhengyan, do you know why I didn't ask to change jobs after the amputation operation, but stayed in the camp all the time?"

It's been a few months since this happened.

Of course, Zhuang Yan didn't think about it carefully.

Whether Liu Honggui goes or stays is not something he needs to consider.

Besides, there is nothing wrong with him staying, after all, Liu Honggui really likes the life of the army.

Today, Li Honggui suddenly asked himself this question, which caught him by surprise.

"Old Squad Leader, I don't know..."