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The middle-aged man still didn't want to. After all, it was so much money. He had worked his whole life, and suddenly he had to spend all of it on his health. He was really reluctant to do so.

Even as he was thinking about it, what could he possibly be reluctant to part with in that elderly man with terminal cancer?

He knew that when his time was running out, he was already afraid, but he was already so old.

If he were to express his fear, it would only be to make his family spend more money, but his family couldn't be torn apart; he would rather die himself.

“What are you still standing there for? It’s just a little money. I have some retirement savings, and I’ll use it all to treat your illness. Besides, it’s not much money. If the doctor really cures you, then you’ll be a healthy person. Otherwise, what’s the use of keeping so much money? Your family is almost ruined.”

Urged on by his father, the middle-aged man realized that he had to get his illness treated.

His sister was also willing to pay, and just then, his wife called.

“Li Deshun, let me tell you, don’t spend money carelessly. That 2 yuan is extremely important. I wanted to buy a bag before, but you always wouldn’t let me. Now you’re going to any Chinese medicine clinic and you’re about to donate the money. Cancer is incurable. You might as well just die and leave the money to my daughter and me. You know, we still have to live after you die.”

The woman spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He sat on the sofa looking at his newly done manicure, which cost several hundred yuan.

But that doesn't matter. If he waits until his husband dies, then he can reconcile with his first love. The most important thing is that his first love's wife is already dead.

Her family had always treated her well, and she was just worried about finding a reason to do so. If her husband died, she could save some money.

If the husband were more sensible, he might as well go out and find a car, so that if something unexpected happens, he can leave them more money.

In this way, even if he found his first love, their life wouldn't be too difficult; he had already planned everything out.

Originally, Li Deshun didn't want to go straight to treatment, after all, he wanted to use conservative methods to leave some money for his family, but now when he heard his wife say this...

He felt like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on; if he wasn't willing to spend his money, someone else would.

"You bitch, let me tell you, even though we were arranged to marry, I've always treated you very well. If you're hoping for my death right now, then you should have found your lover outside. Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, I will never let your lover come to my door."

He spoke angrily, unable to believe he had ended up with such a wife.
Other men's wives are always worried about their husbands' situation, but his wife is always worried about what to do about the other women.
Thinking about how his wife had been glued to her phone lately, staying up late into the night, claiming it was for work, he realized he couldn't possibly not know what her work was all about.

She's just a kindergarten teacher. A kindergarten teacher has to deal with children's problems at night, right?

The child and their parents are asleep, so which parent are they talking to?
No, he absolutely cannot die!
The man seemed to have found a reason to get treatment: "Doctor, you have to treat me. I'm willing to pay any price, and I'm determined to get better."

He spent hundreds of thousands of yuan to marry his wife, and if she really cheated on him, he would have to give her an explanation.

Besides, he absolutely couldn't just die like that, letting all his wealth be enjoyed by those two. He toiled half his life, so why wouldn't even his own child be his?
He considered certain possibilities, which gave him even more confidence to live. "Since you want treatment, then lie down on that small bed, and I'll give you an acupuncture."

The man lay obediently, and Qin Jiang took out silver needles and immediately began the treatment.

Under his treatment, something particularly miraculous happened, in the lungs. It was as if a wisp of white steam rose up.

The man initially felt great pain, but later he felt very comfortable, as if something in his lungs was dispersing.

After half an hour of treatment, the middle-aged man felt better, but Qin Jiang said...

"You must come over next week. After a week, go for another check-up. I guarantee your mid-stage cancer will be cured."

After Qin Jiang finished making his promise, he packed up all his tools, and the man walked over and bowed to Qin Jiang.

If it weren't for this doctor, he might not have the time he has now.

He initially thought the doctor was joking and that it was impossible for him to cure the problem completely, but now he realizes that he had wronged the doctor.

"I'm sorry, it's all because of my short-sightedness that I wronged you. If it weren't for my short-sightedness, perhaps you wouldn't have been wronged like this."

When Qin Jiang heard Li Deshun say that, he waved his hand speechlessly. Anyway, he was a doctor, and treating any patient was the same to him. He knew that his medical skills were rather peculiar.

So at first, some people were unwilling to believe it, but as time went on, when he demonstrated his medical skills, eventually some people were willing to believe it.

"It's okay, you don't need to apologize to me, and you don't need to feel like I lost out by treating you. Anyway, you've already given me the money. Just come over next week."

The man's gaze, however, fell on his elderly father, who, despite smoking and having various flaws, had taken care of them his entire life.

Without his father, he wouldn't be where he is today. Moreover, if his father hadn't forced him to get married back then, he wouldn't have a family.

"Doctor, I beg you, could you try the same treatment method on my father? Even if my father has a few more years, it's still possible to cure him. I believe that, but could you please give him a few more days?"

He used to not feel any discomfort in his lungs when he smoked, but after this treatment, he felt very relaxed, as if he had become decades younger.

He also wanted his father to enjoy life, at least to avoid dying from exhaustion. (End of Chapter)