Medical Sovereign

What other words can inspire a man more than hints like sister flowers!

Ding Ning's eyes were green as if he had been spat with chicken blood, and he yelled and patted his chest: "Don't worry, I will definitely give you a healthy mother back."

"Then we'll wait for you!"

Sister Ye Huan took a deep breath, gave him an encouraging look, closed the door quietly, and waited outside for news.

After they got out of the room, the two sisters slumped on the ground leaning against the wall like deflated balls, their eyes full of worry and tension.

"Sister, mother..."

Ye Le was restless and wanted to say something to relieve the tension, but Ye Huan covered her mouth with his hand, held her in his arms, and said with firm eyes: "Trust him, he is our man, he must OK."

"Um!"

Ye Le nodded heavily, and his eyes gradually became peaceful. He nestled in his sister's arms, clasped his palms together and prayed silently!

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Ding Ning kept washing his face with cold water, feeling a little restless. He had simulated the entire treatment process for Sun Lanying in his mind thousands of times before, making sure that nothing was missed before putting it into practice!

However, after all calculations, he still didn't expect that Sun Lanying would become so beautiful after returning to her original appearance. It would be fine as usual, but this moment has brought him great trouble.

The plump figure of the almost perfect mature woman, with a trace of sickly pale skin, all brought him an incomparable visual impact. The sisters Ye Huan are beautiful, but compared with Sun Lanying, they are still not so mature The allure of a woman.

He took a cold shower, forced himself to calm down, and silently ran the "Bodhi Heart Jue", and it took half an hour for him to really enter the state, ignoring the gift that was close to God.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ding Ning glanced at Sun Lanying's flat and smooth belly from the corner of his eye, and he was deeply puzzled. She had already given birth to two children, why didn't she even have stretch marks? Could it be that she also used the scar removal cream with excellent effect?

But at this moment, not when he was thinking about these things, Ding Ning concentrated his breath, grabbed her pale and thin wrist, activated his absolute sense of touch, and carefully examined her body, his frowning brows slightly relaxed.

The cancer cells have indeed begun to spread significantly, but in his last treatment, some key organs were blocked in a targeted manner, and no metastasis occurred. Everything is still under control, otherwise,

If there is a transfer phenomenon, even if he is bad, I am afraid that he will not be able to recover.

Metastasis refers to the invasion of malignant tumor cells into blood vessels, lymphatic vessels or body cavities from the original site, and continues to grow in distant organs to form tumors of the same type as the primary tumor; while diffusion refers to the progression from the primary site along tissue spaces, lymphatic vessels, , Vascular and neural corsets continue to infiltrate and grow, destroying adjacent normal organs or tissues.

Under his purposeful control last time, although Sun Lanying's cancer cells at this moment have begun to spread throughout the body through the lymphatic system and blood, as long as no tumor metastasis occurs, everything is still within his control, and he can be cured. Hopes are also greatly increased.

Even so, the treatment this time is not so easy, it needs a lot of energy and true energy, he only has a little ghost, the speed of devouring cancer cells is very slow, I am afraid it will be difficult to exceed the growth speed of cancer cells, so he has to Constantly use special techniques to control the spread speed of cancer cells.

Thirteen silver needles had been prepared long ago to seal off a cancerous area. He also summoned the little ghost who slept in the zombie's body every day, entered Sun Lanying's body, and devoured the cancer cells.

Ding Ning was not idle either, he kept pushing and holding Sun Lanying, and kept using his pulse-cutting hand to control the spread speed of cancer cells. He was racing against the god of death for time. Speed, then this treatment will undoubtedly fail.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it was dark in a blink of an eye. Sister Ye Huan anxiously paced back and forth outside the door, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Ding Ning.

"jingle!"

The normal sound of the doorbell made sisters Ye Huan break out in a cold sweat. Ye Lefei also ran downstairs, opened the door and saw Pan Xiangyun and Lan Mengdie, and quickly stretched out his index finger to his lips, telling them not to talk .

The two girls looked confused, not knowing what was going on, so Ye Le lowered his voice and told them that Ding Ning was treating his mother.

When the two women heard this, they suddenly realized, and tiptoed into the room, fearing to disturb Ding Ning's treatment, they sat on the sofa with serious expressions, not even daring to breathe.

Ye Le sniffed it suddenly, smelled a strong fragrance, slapped his forehead and whispered annoyedly: "My mother even made soup on the stove."

"Auntie's soup is delicious!"

Lan Mengdie's temperament was rather jumpy, she rubbed her stomach with a hoarse voice, and said in a low voice, "I've just eaten, and I still want to drink after smelling it."

"No, my mother boiled it for Ding Ning. When he cures my mother, he must be exhausted. Save it for him."

Ye Le pursed her lips and rubbed her growling stomach. At noon, Ding Qianlie and Murong Yanran's aura was too strong, and she was so scared that she couldn't eat at all. She was already hungry by now.

"Aren't you hungry too? See if Auntie's soup is too much. If it's too much, we won't drink it. If it's too little, we'll drink it."

Lan Mengdie is a big foodie, so she didn't think too much, and said with a salivating face.

Pan Xiangyun is a considerate person, looking at Ye Le thoughtfully, he always feels that something happened when he was away all afternoon, otherwise Ye Le always called Brother Ding Ning, but now he changed his name to Ding Ning, a change of address, sometimes it is Very telling.

Could it be them? Pan Xiangyun glanced at Ye Le enviously, but then shook her head. Sun Lanying was still at home, so even if she wanted to have something happen with Ding Ning, she probably had no chance.

But as a best friend, she still wants to remind Ye Le: "Lele, if brother won't be able to go back for a while, you can call Sister Luoxue and explain the situation, otherwise she will definitely call brother later, just in case It won’t be good if I disturb my brother and treat my aunt.”

Ye Le slapped his head in frustration: "Look at my memory, I'll call her right now, Mengdie, help me go to the kitchen and look at the soup, if it's ready, turn off the fire first."

"Okay!"

Lan Mengdie excitedly ran to the kitchen, looked at the large casserole simmering on the stove, couldn't help but leaned forward to smell it, and muttered in a low voice: "What kind of soup is this, why is it so delicious? Delicious, such a big casserole must not be finished, let me taste it first."

So Lan Mengdie secretly filled a small bowl and tasted it intoxicatedly: "Wow, it's really delicious, I shouldn't be able to tell if I drink another small bowl?"

"Okay, I knew you were drinking secretly, so I caught you!"

Pan Xiangyun sneaked in without knowing when, with a proud expression on his face that he must have been caught by me.

Lan Mengdie was taken aback. Seeing that it was Pan Xiangyun, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily, "You walk without sound? You scared me to death."

"Hehe, you are guilty of a guilty conscience, what kind of soup is this, why does it smell so good?"

Pan Xiangyun moved her nose, snatched the bowl from Lan Mengdie's hand and tasted it in big mouthfuls, even though it was so hot that she grinned, she couldn't help but keep sending it to her mouth.

"You...you hate it, this is my soup, return it to me!"

Lan Mengdie was drooling anxiously at the side, wanting to snatch it but fearing it would burn her, Pan Xiangyun giggled uncontrollably with that anxious grimacing expression.

"Is the soup ready?"

After finishing the phone call with Luoxue, Ye Le walked towards the kitchen and asked softly.

"Okay, okay!"

Lan Mengdie quickly grabbed the empty bowl and hid it, wiped her mouth and turned off the fire nervously, while Pan Xiangyun was laughing silly beside her.

Ye Le walked in and rolled his eyes: "Don't hide it, it's like how stingy I am, such a big casserole, Ding Ning can't finish it by himself, let's fill a bowl with each other and drink it to fill our stomachs, and give it to me. My sister also sent a bowl up, I was not full at noon, and my stomach was growling with hunger, by the way, please be quiet when going upstairs."

"You are so kind, Lele, Boo!"

Lan Mengdie was overjoyed, and kissed Ye Le's face with her oily mouth.

"Get out, worthless foodie!"

Ye Le wiped his face with disgust, and then said with a frowning face: "You can't get enough from just drinking soup, and you need to get something to eat. Ding Ning worked so hard to treat my mother, and I can't let him Just drink the soup."

"Is there any food in the refrigerator? Let me cook something."

Pan Xiangyun stroked his sleeves, as if he was about to cook himself.

"Ah, you can cook? Why didn't I know?"

Ye Le opened his mouth wide in surprise, and looked at her in disbelief. After all, Pan Xiangyun's temperament was like a classical lady, and he looked like someone who could get off the kitchen.

"My mother told me since I was a child that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first learn how to grasp his stomach, so I learned cooking from my mother when I was very young, but I can only cook Sichuan cuisine, you can do it ?"

Pan Xiangyun asked worriedly.

"No problem, even though I'm from Ninghai, I can also eat spicy food."

Ye Le patted his chest confidently.

Pan Xiangyun looked enviously at the ups and downs on her chest, pouted and muttered, "I don't know how you and Lele are so big."

"That's right, I'm already proud of my c-cup. Compared with your sisters, I look like I'm underdeveloped."

Lan Mengdie said with some low self-esteem.

"This is talent, is it comparable?"

Ye Le raised her head arrogantly, and said in awe.

Pan Xiangyun opened the refrigerator door and started to take ingredients out, muttering depressingly: "C cups still feel inferior? Then I don't want to live with a B cup like me."

"Hey, I heard that women who are moistened by men will grow bigger. In the future, you can find a man to rub it for you often."

Lan Mengdie said with a wicked smile.

"Okay, Lan Mengdie, so you were raped by a man..."

Pan Xiangyun looked at her in astonishment, and said in shock.

"You rascal, what nonsense are you talking about? I just listened to what others said. Hmph, good intentions are not rewarded. See if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

Lan Mengdie was ashamed and annoyed, and stomped her feet in reluctance to settle accounts with her, her voice became louder involuntarily.

"Shh, don't make trouble, keep your voice down!"

Ye Le's expression changed, and he quickly lowered his voice.

Pan Xiangyun and Lan Mengdie hurriedly shut their mouths, stuck out their tongues in embarrassment, and made faces.

"Be quiet, Mengdie helps Xiangyun wash the vegetables, you cook, and I'll deliver soup to my sister!"

Ye Le filled a bowl of soup and whispered.

"Okay, I'll serve three bowls of soup first, and then help her wash the vegetables."

Lan Mengdie swallowed, took out three bowls and started filling soup.

"Sister, why don't you finish your soup first?"

Ye Le went upstairs and handed the soup in his hand to Ye Huan with a worried expression. Seeing Ye Huan shaking his head, expressing that he was not in the mood to drink, he quickly comforted him in a low voice: "Sister, the longer the time, the greater the hope. Drink some soup to pad your stomach!"

"Well, that's fine!"

Ye Huan was a very preoccupied person, so he didn't have the heart to eat at the moment, but seeing his younger sister's earnest eyes, he couldn't bear to refrain from her kindness, nodded, took the soup and drank it in small sips.