??Chapter 1156: Chapter 1157: Let Him Leave the Team
Chapter 1156: Chapter 1157: Let Him Leave the Team
“What about Little?” Old ng asked anxiously without thinking.
Having Chiang Xiao here at this ti was much better than calling an ambulance.
ng Xinian carried ng Chaojun out while saying, “She went to school, she has an exam today.”
Old ng wanted to say, is an exam more important than your father’s health?
But the words reached his lips and then he swallowed them back.
It wasn’t her father, it was soone who wanted to arrange her for soone else, what did it have to do with Chiang Xiao?
If it were said that he was Xinian’s father, she might find it even more ridiculous. If they denied her relationship with ng Xinian, why bring up such a point?
He now truly realized, they were indeed those kinds of people who, as daughters, still wanted to keep up appearances!
Although it sounded unpleasant, it was the truth.
ng Xinian helped ng Chaojun into the ambulance.
Duan Qingqing, wiping her tears, said, “When I found Chao Jun had fainted, I could only knock on Xinian’s door. Fortunately, he hadn’t gone early to school with Chiang Xiao today. Dad, with Chao Jun in this condition, can we manage without soone at ho? I’m not strong enough, and your health isn’t good either; if sothing really happened, what would we do?”
“What would we do!” Old ng replied irritably.
“I think, maybe let Xinian retire from the Alliance Guard Squad,” Qingie blurted out.
A surge of anger boiled inside Old ng.
Xinian was now only twenty-three and had already beco an Officer. On the long journey as Supervisor Guard, he was progressing quickly and capably, and though it was tough, he loved it.
Asking him to step down now, what would he do?
If he stepped down now, what could he do in the future?
Now his father had also stepped down. Did he expect him to end up like ng Sheng, working as a minor security officer in a small public security office?
A distinguished Supervisor Guard elite!
“Don’t just stand here jabbering! Get on the vehicle!” Old ng bellowed at her furiously.
He quickly changed his clothes then asked a security officer to drive him to the hospital.
In the hospital room, ng Chaojun lay on the bed looking dejected, receiving an infusion. The two large bottles of potion hanging from the IV stand, and the drops dripping down, filled the air with a suffocating heaviness.
ng Xinian was whispering sothing to the doctor.
Qingie sat by the bed, occasionally glancing towards ng Xinian and the doctor, but she couldn’t hear what they were saying.
“Officer ng, I recomnd we start chemotherapy soon. The growth in Alliance Officer ng’s brain is accelerating, and if we don’t start chemotherapy soon to inhibit its growth, the consequences are unimaginable.”
“What are the chances of success with chemotherapy?” ng Xinian asked.
The doctor paused.
“Under these conditions, it’s impossible to guarantee the chances. But if we don’t treat it, there’s absolutely no chance at all.”
Chance, what chance, of course, it was the chance to keep living.
“Then let’s prepare for chemotherapy.”
“No, no!”
Old ng hurriedly cut in.
ng Xinian and the doctor both looked at him.
“Grandpa, did you hear that? If we don’t go through with chemotherapy, we’re just waiting to die.”
Old ng’s fra shook, but he imdiately shook his head and said solemnly, “We can’t do chemotherapy, once we start, we can’t keep it a secret anymore!” He grabbed ng Xinian and told the doctor, “Please keep this confidential, we need to discuss it further.”
The doctor, looking sowhat troubled, glanced at ng Xinian, waited for his slight nod, and then left.
Old ng, holding onto ng Xinian, his eyes slightly red.
“Xinian, I know Little has a way, could we, I go beg her, ask her to…”
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