Godly Stay-Home Dad

"I hope... hope?" Sun Dongheng’s gaze trembled and said: "Is there still hope? Is this true?"

"of course it's true."

Zhao Feng replied, he also knows that the treatment of cancer is not convincing, which is unbelievable to anyone, but he knows that Master is afraid to open this mouth, then it will not leave.

Seeing that Sun Dongheng was no longer dead-eyed, Zhao Feng patted his arm gently and said: "You are very lucky to let the boss help, I can only tell you that the boss is a very powerful person."

"This, really? Really? My dad really has hope?" Sun Dongheng was extremely nervous and excited, he asked again.

"Yeah." Zhao Feng nodded and said: "You are also a noble person in life. Your father is not bad. Every time you come to give Meng Meng a small gift, you will get a cute love, then you get it." The boss is kind, rest assured, since the boss is open, it means that the boss is not sure, I will not tell you this, you, listen to the boss, bring your dad to see it in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay, I will go back and bring my dad!" Sun Dongheng was so excited that he would leave when he found the car key from his pocket.

"There are still so many people, the boss is not convenient, you go back to your family to have lunch and rest for a while, after two o'clock." Zhao Feng reminded.

"Know it. Thank you, Feng brother!" Sun Dongheng walked to the front of the car, very seriously looked at Zhao Feng and said.

"Okay, go." Zhao Feng smiled and replied.

"Then I went back to the wind brother." Sun Dongheng drove the car into the car and left quickly.

It can be seen that his heart is eager, and the desperate heart suddenly gets hope. The mood is naturally complicated.

"This kid." Zhao Feng shook his head and smiled and turned back to the restaurant.

Before Zhao Feng knew him, he was an outside editor of the Yonghe Society. He usually had nothing to do with some of his men. Because he was a little bit of money, he always had a treat, and he was very cheerful, so the popularity was quite good. This is the kid. Like the younger sister, Zhao Feng manages the night scene. He is a frequent visitor. It is Zhao Feng who just met the picture of this kid who took people to open the house four or five times. What is important is that each time the female companion is different.

But recently he was relieved, and he also went to work. At first, Zhao Feng was a little curious. Now he knows that his father was seriously ill.

Half an hour later, Sun Dongheng returned to the Southern District General Hospital. After stopping the car, he rushed to the ward with the packaged rice.

"Dad, Mom, good news..."

Entering the room, I found that the entire ward was empty.

Where have you gone?

Sun Dongheng jumped in his heart. He hurriedly turned and ran out. He came to the service desk and asked urgently:

"Where the patient in the ward 04 went, the patient is called Sun Ming."

"He went to the operating room in the 07 to do chemotherapy."

"What! Don't you say that you started doing it at three o'clock in the afternoon?"

"The patient has just been dizzy and can't be held, so I sent it over and went for about ten minutes."

Hey!

Sun Dongheng rushed to the operating room and went to the door. He saw the mother of God.

"Mom, why don't you call me for chemotherapy?" Sun Dongheng said with a rush, without waiting for the grandmother to answer, he ran to the front of the operating room and tried to knock the door: "Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!"

About twenty seconds later, a man wearing a white mask opened the door and looked at Sun Dongheng. He frowned and said: "What? Do you know if you are undergoing surgery? You are not allowed to speak loudly here!"

"Sorry, doctor, my dad's chemotherapy will not be done first!" said Sun Dongheng.

"What? What is it? This is not a messy place! If you shout loudly, just give it to me!"

"Dongheng, don't make trouble." Sun Mu stood up and walked to Sun Dongheng's side, took his arm and looked at the doctor, apologetically said: "Sorry, doctor, child's mood is not good..... ."

"I didn't make trouble! Mom, don't worry about it." Sun Dongheng said: "Doctor, sorry, I am a little anxious, my dad's chemotherapy will not be done first! You will send my dad out quickly."

"What do you say? Do you know what your father is doing? His body is weak!" The doctor glanced at Sun Dongheng and looked at his grandmother. "Take your son, don't shout."

After he finished, he had to close the door, but Sun Dongheng grabbed him and said loudly:

"We don't do chemotherapy, we don't do it, and quickly send it to my dad........"

"What are you doing? Release me!"

"..."

Soon, the movement at the door affected the attending doctor inside. He looked at the door without knowing it, and put down the tools in his hand and walked over.

"What's the matter?" asked the attending doctor.

"Doctor, we don't do chemotherapy first, please send my dad out, okay?" Sun Dongheng said.

"Oh..." The attending doctor sighed and said: "You should slow down your emotions first. You know the situation of your father. The result of not doing chemotherapy is also clear. He fainted this time. I can wake up, the next time I am in a coma, there is no guarantee."

"I know, doctor, we have already considered it, do not do chemotherapy first, but also ask the doctor to send my father out, beg you." Sun Dongheng said quietly.

"Dongheng, what are you doing?" Sun Mu said bitterly.

"Mom, I found someone who can cure my dad. In the afternoon, we will pass, chemotherapy will not be done first. Waiting for me to elaborate with you, don't ask." Sun Dongheng said sincerely.

Seeing his gaze, the granddaughter nodded and said nothing.

And the attending doctor shook his head again and again.

Can cure? cure cancer? Exist?

After a slight consideration, he said: "That line, we will send Sun Ming out, chemotherapy, if it is late tomorrow night, if it is late, the situation really can't be controlled." He gave a look at the speech. Sun Dongheng, still reminded: "In the late stage of cancer, there is no hope, or the two results I said before, so you still have to be mentally prepared. Next time, I don't want the operation room to happen again, can you? ?"

"Okay, doctor, I am really sorry." Sun Dongheng nodded and answered.

Nodded by the attending doctor, Sun Ming was pushed out after a few minutes.

Back to the ward, five minutes later, Sun Mingcai woke up.

"Is chemotherapy finished?" Sun Ming said weakly.

"No..." The grandmother replied with a gaze and looked at her son.

At this time, Sun Dongheng began to explain, he said with a smile: "Dad, you may be saved."

"Yes? Then I am still very lucky, haha..." Sun Ming did not believe it, but still greeted his son and smiled lightly.

"What the **** is going on, Dong Heng?" asked the mother.

"I am telling the truth!" Sun Dongheng saw the look that his father did not believe, and said anxiously: "It is the restaurant owner, the cute father. He knows your situation and told me to show you in the past." Later, Feng Ge told me that the hospital could not cure it. It does not mean that others can't cure it. He said that the boss is likely to cure your illness. Dad, Feng Ge, he never tells lies, he can say so, there is certainly hope! ”

"Mr. Zhang?"

Sun Ming’s expression paused, but his heart still did not believe in this incredible thing. He shook his head and smiled and said: “When it comes to the restaurant, I still want to be cute, that little girl, cute, beautiful, Looking at her, always reminds me of your childhood, you are much more mischievous than she is."

"Mr. Zhang is very good at cooking, but heals..." Sun Mu sighed. If she would cure a cold and fever, she might still believe it, but it is cancer after all.

"Anyway, we will know when we go! Wind brother let us pass after two o'clock, and now there are still some time, let's eat some food first, oh right, today's lunch seems to be sausage fried rice."

Sun Dongheng took out several lunch boxes with four egg fried rice and three cups of milk.

"I can satisfy the meal of a few restaurants in the restaurant. I am satisfied..." Sun Ming smiled and shook his head.

"Dad, don't say this, there must be hope." Sun Dongheng grumbled dissatisfied.

The family had lunch, and it was nearly two o'clock. The driving time was just right, so Sun Dongheng brought Sun Ming's clothes and the three of them went outside.

When passing the front desk, the little nurse responsible for the film just had to ask questions, and the attending doctor behind him patted her shoulder.

"Forget it, let them go." Sun Ming's attending doctor muttered.

If you go, you can feel at ease, cancer, and there is still a chance.

Sun Dongheng drove to the restaurant. When passing through the mall, Sun Ming had to get off to give Meng Meng a small gift. His body was weak. Sun Dongheng ran to the gift shop and bought several small toys.

When I arrived at the restaurant, I sent a toy to Meng Meng. Meng Meng was very happy. After watching the two-eyed toy, the little guy put it down, squinting at the clear eyes and watching Sun Ming. The milk voice said:

"Oh... Sun Bobo, you, how are you sick, and went to the hospital, it hurts."

"No pain..." Sun Ming smiled.

"Well, I don't hurt, then I went to play with toys." Meng Meng said with a new toy on the sofa.

"Boss..." Sun Dongheng said to Zhang Han whispered, when he came, his confidence was very good, but when he got here, he was a little empty, and his heart gradually became tense.

"Come here, the wrists are sticking out." Zhang Han got up from the sofa and walked to the round table, indicating that Sun Ming was next to him.

Seeing that Zhang Han is really a doctor, Sun Ming and his grandmother are all curious. Is he really going to see a doctor?

Zhang Han’s finger pressed at Sun Ming’s wrist. He closed his eyes and the body’s spiritual force continually penetrated his body to examine the situation in his body.

At this moment, the whole room has no other sounds except the sound of playing with toys.

Even Sun Dongheng and his grandmother felt their heartbeat, too nervous.

One minute, two minutes...

Soon, five minutes passed.

Finally, Zhang Han opened his eyes.

"Boss, how?" Sun Dongheng asked quickly, at this time he was already nervous to suffocate, this moment is the most intense moment from birth to now.

It is said that the atmosphere will be contagious, even the party Sun Ming is a bit nervous, and there is a bold idea in my heart, and my illness may be really hopeful.

Under the eyes of a few people. Zhang Han’s expression was as calm as ever. He opened his mouth and spit out a word in his mouth:

"One hundred years of purple Ganoderma lucidum, one hundred wild wild ginseng, one pound of dragon scent, one hundred years of snow lotus, one hundred years of Polygonum, one sent before twelve o'clock in the night."

"Go and prepare the herbs."