Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Han Bing has never seen someone who can cough up so much blood. Even with a rational brain, he is a little flustered and at a loss.

Shunzi's cough finally subsided slowly and gradually stopped.

It was as if a trembling volcano had returned to calm.

Shunzi breathed heavily, as if she was slightly hypoxic due to the constant cough just now.

He noticed that Han Bing was standing behind him, and didn't know how to face her, so he pulled a tissue and wiped the blood left on the side of his mouth. [

"Is it... tuberculosis?" Seeing that Shunzi had regained his composure, Han Bing asked cautiously.In her impression, it seemed that tuberculosis patients would vomit blood.

"No." Shunzi stood up, and as weak as he seemed to fall down at any time, he walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.

"If it was tuberculosis, I wouldn't kiss you, that disease is contagious." Shunja still smiled, as if those things just now didn't exist, and all the dark past was covered by his sunny smile.

"What's that?" Han Bing asked, frowning.

"You promise to let me kiss you, and I'll tell you." Shunzi smiled almost rascally.

"No." Han Bing frowned: "Tell me quickly."

"Really not?"

"No discussion." Han Bing was decisive.

"Okay." Shunzi no longer insisted, "It's stomach cancer."

"Stomach cancer?" Han Bing almost fainted when she heard these two words. Even though she knew nothing about medicine, she knew how serious the word "cancer" would be!

"Have you been checked at the hospital?" Han Bing didn't know what to say.

"...Will I know it's stomach cancer if I don't check it?" Shunzi looked at Han Bing strangely, as if questioning her IQ.

Han Bing held his forehead speechlessly: "Okay, what did the doctor say?"

"It's the same old way. If you have an operation, the failure rate is very high, and you will die immediately; if you don't have an operation, you can live for a few years at most." Shunzi said indifferently, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

"The highest is how many years to live? The lowest is anytime..." Han Bing didn't dare to say that word.

"You can die at any time." Shunzi said it for her: "So I want to do more good things before I die, and letting Zhou Ming go is one of them."