Xia Wan stared at the confirmed list for a long time, and couldn't help but feel a little sore in her eyes.

Seeing that his eyes were red, Xia Yangyu persuaded earnestly: "Your father has lost the chance of surgery for this disease. If the chemotherapy effect is not good, he has to be immunized. You don't understand immunity. No health insurance..."

"Where did the documents come from?" Xia Wan asked, "send me a copy."

Xia Yang didn't say where it came from, but Xia Wan guessed that it came from Aunt Sun.

With a ding, the diagnosis sheet was passed over, and Xia Wan opened it word by word and looked down carefully.

"You and Huo Yu are only in a romantic relationship. Can he take money to treat your father's illness? Can you open your mouth to ask for it? Maybe it will affect your relationship," Xia Yang struck while the iron was hot, "It's better to listen to me, go Apologize to Huo Lin and spend time with him, brother will give you how much money your dad needs."

Xia Wan didn't speak, and his eyes were always fixed on the cold and ruthless document.

But the two agreements Huo Yu handed over to him appeared inexplicably in front of him.

Chapter 13

After Xia Yang left, Xia Wan stood below for a while.

He calmed down, read the diagnosis list again, and read the unfamiliar indicators in the immunohistochemistry online again.

Based on the experience of the previous life, he had a general understanding of Xia Chengzhang's condition.

After that, he downloaded the medical APP familiarly, found an authoritative expert in lung cancer in China, and sent Xia Chengzhang's information.

After doing this, he raised his feet again and went upstairs.

The chess game upstairs was over, Xia Chengzhang was talking to Zhang Ruicheng while he was working, and the expressions of the two of them were slightly solemn.

Hearing the door open, the two of them looked over together.

"Didn't I let you go down to get the fruit?" Zhang Ruicheng asked when Xia Wan was empty-handed.

"I said two words, but I forgot." Xia Wan smiled.

"This child," Xia Chengzhang said, "is always lost."

Xia Wan accompanied him to joke and didn't ask anything.

It wasn't until at night that Zhang Ruicheng's nephew Zhang Nan came to pick him up, and he took the initiative to stand up, "I'll send Uncle Zhang down."

Zhang Nan's car was parked not far downstairs, with double flashing, Xia Wan couldn't see the situation in the car, and only raised his hand to say hello.

When Zhang Ruicheng came here, most of them were picked up by Zhang Nan. The old community was not easy to park, so Zhang Nan rarely went up together. In my memory, Xia Wan only met him once or twice. He was a very calm young man.

"Zhang ♂ Crazy Tweet Uncle," Xia Wan accompanied Zhang Ruicheng to the car, "What's my dad's illness?"

Although he knew that there was not much hope, he still held some hope all day, hoping that Xia Yang was lying to him, and that everything was a false alarm.

But the expression on Zhang Ruicheng's face made his little hope instantly dashed.

"Child, how did you know?" Zhang Ruicheng asked, patting him on the shoulder.

"Is that true?" Xia Wan asked softly.

Zhang Ruicheng nodded.

Xia Chengzhang has been diagnosed for a while, and there is metastasis, but fortunately, it is not the most aggressive type. The plan given by the doctor is to chemotherapy first, and then see if he can win the opportunity for surgery.

"Your dad doesn't want you to know," Zhang Ruicheng said in a low voice, "He wants you to be happy, and the most important thing is not to be swayed over there because of this disease."

Xia Wan knew that he was talking about Xia Chenglin and Xia Yang.

Xia Chengzhang loves Xia Wan very much, has a stubborn temper, and is even more cautious about Xia Chenglin's side. Xia Yang also knows this situation, so the threats or use of Xia Wan are all done without the old man.

"Then where did the money for my dad's medical treatment come from?" Xia Wan wondered. He knew the family's financial situation and it was not enough to support Xia Chengzhang's medical treatment.

"Just go to school well," Zhang Ruicheng said, "don't worry about other things, your dad can still see a doctor now."

"Did you help pay in advance?" Xia Wan thought for a while, "Then write down the account, and I'll pay you back slowly."

Zhang Ruicheng sighed: "I did something wrong to your father when I was young, and now I can do what I can to atone for my sins."

He said and waved his hand: "your dad doesn't want you to know, so don't say anything, let him feel at ease, and I'm here to help."

Xia Wan nodded, watching Zhang Ruicheng get into the car, the tip of his nose was slightly sour.

Fortunately, the experts who consulted online at night gave the answer.

It is said that Xia Chengzhang's situation is not too bad. If he can win the opportunity for surgery, the five-year survival rate can be above 50%.

This reply gave Xia Wan a booster, and he sent Xia Chengzhang's current treatment plan. The other party responded very quickly this time, saying that it was the standard treatment plan for this type of classification.

Xia Wan was truly at ease.

He picked up the phone, hesitated for a moment and sent a message to Huo Yu: [Big bowl of sweet tea: Are you free to meet in the next two days? 】

I thought it was very late, Huo Yu might not be able to reply, but I didn't expect the other party to reply quite quickly: [Huo Yu: I have time on Monday afternoon. 】

[Big bowl of sweet tea: Let’s have dinner together on Monday? 】

[Huo Yu: Good. 】

Xia Wan paused for a moment, and then tapped his fingertips on the screen: [Big bowl of sweet tea: Good night. 】

The phone vibrated beside the pillow, I thought it was Huo Yu's reply, but Xia Wan picked it up, but unexpectedly it was Su Tang.

[Little Sweet Tangguo: Baoer, do you know that you are on fire? 】

Summer evening: ?

He has only been wearing it for a few days, and where is the fire going?

[Little Sweet Tangguo: Many people like your painting. 】

painting? Xia Wan was a little puzzled. After a while, he remembered that he had indeed uploaded a painting to a video website.

But not long after it was passed, he learned about Xia Chengzhang's condition from Xia Yang. How could he still be in the mood to care about that painting?

Xia Chengzhang's cough was faintly heard in his ears, and Xia Wan listened for a while, and then opened the video website until it was quiet.