Chapter 134 Terminally Ill

Stimulated by Ren Shan's arrogance, Tang Lin was no longer polite. The names of those cocktails, Tang Lin's eyes were smeared, and he didn't know what they were. The only one he had heard of was Bloody Mary.

Out of curiosity, Tang Lin ordered a cup.

Ren Shan obviously knew the way, but he asked for a bottle of whiskey directly.

Tang Lin picked up the red bloody mary and took a sip, but he only felt a sour taste, not much wine. Sure enough, being famous is not as good as meeting, and this cocktail looks fresh, and the taste is not as good as orange juice.

Ren Shan obviously had something on his mind, he drank cup after cup, and soon his face turned red.

Tang Lin didn't ask. If Ren Shan wanted to say something, he would definitely say it. If he didn't want to say it, Tang Lin would just ask...

"Tang Lin, do you know why I asked you out for a drink?" Ren Shan said suddenly.

Tang Lin: ...

Fatty, you confessed too quickly, did you drink like this without ordering food?

But Ren Shan had already spoken, Tang Lin of course would pretend not to hear, and asked following his words: "Why? Are you broken in love?"

"Broken love, I'm afraid I will never have the chance to lose love in this life. Tang Lin, I'm going to die soon." Ren Shan said in a tearful voice.

"What the hell? Don't make fun of this kind of thing." Tang Lin said in surprise.

"I also hope it's a joke. I went to the hospital for an examination a few days ago, and there was a tumor in my head, which affected my hormone secretion, so I couldn't lose weight no matter how much I exercised. I obviously worked so hard , I dare not eat anything, I dare not be lazy all day, my pain in the middle of the night makes no sense at all. Woohoo!"

As he spoke, Ren Shan began to cry.

Thanks to the music being loud enough, otherwise the whole bar would have heard it.

"Diagnosed? You don't know if it's benign or malignant just by taking the film?"

Tang Lin had done a lot of examinations in the hospital before, so he still has a little understanding of this aspect.

"Surgical resection is necessary to confirm the diagnosis, but the risk is very high. I don't know whether it is benign or malignant, but I will definitely die if I don't have the operation. There is a great chance that I will die if I have the operation. I will die no matter what. I don't want to. Die, I'm only eighteen years old, I haven't done anything bad, why is there such retribution!"

Ren Shan shouted hoarsely, and Tang Lin didn't know how to comfort him. Ren Shan is not short of money, and he must find the best doctor, but the risks of some operations cannot be reduced with money.

It's no wonder that Ren Shan's mood collapsed. The young man who just finished the college entrance examination is still a rich second generation. Who wants to die at this age?

Tang Lin stroked his chin and began to seriously think about a question.

It's not a question of whether or not to save people, it must be saved. Ren Shan is a very nice person, apart from being a little fatter, he really has no shortcomings. Although the two had known each other for not too long, Tang Lin already regarded him as his best friend.

If Tang Lin is still a ghost after watching his friend die without doing anything, he might as well find a piece of ultra-black paint with a light absorption rate of 99% and ram it headfirst and commit suicide.

The question that Tang Lin needs to think about is how to solve the tumor in Fatty's head without attracting others' attention. As long as two people know a secret, it is no longer a secret. Tang Lin wanted to save people, but he couldn't let Ren Shan know his secret.

Not only that, but you can't make too obvious movements, so that others can discover the clues.

"It's impossible to open his head and then repair it."

Tang Lin has never tested his repairing skills on people in the real world, and such a precise restoration requires long hours of practice to be successful. Ren Shan couldn't always be a guinea pig for Tang Lin, and he would have to die many times before he could succeed, and Ren Shan might be scared out of his wits, let alone keep it a secret.

The same goes for the time-traveling skill. Tang Lin is very inexperienced in using it now. If he accidentally wiped out Ren Shan, it's no different from being dead.

After thinking about it, Tang Lin felt that there could be two options.

The first one is simple, quietly pour some blood into Ren Shan, as he is now in a state of intoxication, it is probably okay to pour two bottles of Laoshan White Flower Snake Grass Water into him, and he should not be able to find it mixed in the wine.

It's just that Tang Lin's blood is more effective in treating trauma. This tumor in the brain may not be within the scope of treatment. Maybe it has been strengthened by Tang Lin's blood, making the tumor bigger and more tenacious.

As for the second method, it may be a bit risky, but the feasibility should be better than injecting blood into Ren Shan.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. I'll drink with you tonight. I'll go to the bathroom first." Tang Lin comforted, and then slipped into the bathroom.

After closing the door of the toilet compartment, Tang Lin entered the storage space of the necklace, and quickly found the people he was looking for near Hela's temple—Poison Q and Huo Kebaer.

Poison Q was captured by Tang Lin a long time ago. As for Huo Kebaer, it was a corpse found in the ruins of the battlefield, and was thrown into the storage space after being revived by Tang Lin. Warring States had no objection to this, and White Beard naturally had no objection either.

Moonlight Moria really wanted to have an opinion, but Tang Lin locked him in a necklace, and he couldn't express his opinion.

It's only been a day since they came back, and these people seem to be a little bit uncomfortable with the life in the storage space, mainly because they seem a bit miserable after being beaten up by Hela. Moonlight Moria was especially bleak, she was too ugly, which made Hela feel bad, so she beat her harder.

When Tang Lin appeared at this time, the three of them thought it was an angel descending, and almost cried.

"Great giant, I know I was wrong, can you please let me go. My strength is insignificant, and it means nothing to you." Moonlight Moriah said sadly.

Tang Lin ignored him, and just said to the two doctors, Poison Q and Huo Kebaer: "Would you two do a craniotomy to remove the tumor?"

Poison Q was still dying, and he replied weakly: "I am better at concocting poison, and I am not very experienced in surgery."

Hawkebar said somewhat proudly: "I have cut thousands of brains, and within a minute I can take out the whole brain and make a specimen."

Tang Lin: ...

Poison Q is a pervert who puts explosives in apples to harm people, and Huo Kebaer is a lunatic who makes zombies. Perhaps before embarking on the path of perversion, these two were once qualified doctors, but now these two are a bit inappropriate save people.

Tang Lin needed to quietly bring Ren Shan into the storage space, complete the operation on him without anyone noticing, and then send him out. It is best not to find even a scar on the body, and solve this problem quietly.

It is not a problem to put Ren Shan in a coma, nor is it a problem to put it in the storage space for surgery. The real problem is how to find a doctor who can cut Ren Shan's head and then perform the operation seamlessly.

Poison Q is at most an anesthesiologist; Huo Kebalche's head is fine, but his suture technique is too rough, for fear that the scar is not obvious enough, the suture thread is almost as thick as a straw.

Tang Lin still needs to find a suitable chief surgeon, and if there is a candidate, there is one who is the most suitable. The best doctor in the world of One Piece, the one with the fruit of surgery, Trafalgar Law!

ps: Today is the fourth update, this is the first update, everyone should pay attention to your health.