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    Feng Xiaotian was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then whispered to himself: "Really Anna, is there any result? I want to see it. ¡ù, w¡Öww.23£Àwx.co¡Õm" Anna hesitated  After a moment, he finally nodded and said: "WellI'll give you the results right now" Anna originally wanted to hide it, but how could someone as smart as Feng Xiaotian be able to hide it?  I'm afraid that he himself has long felt that something is wrong. The reason why he hasn't gone to the hospital for a checkup yet is just because he has too many things to do.  Presumably, as time goes by, Feng Xiaotian's condition will become more and more serious. At that time, Feng Xiaotian will be able to feel it himself, so there is no need to hide it from him now.  Anna squatted down and picked up the test results scattered on the ground. After sorting them out, she handed them to Feng Xiaotian tremblingly.  Feng Xiaotian is not a fool. When he saw Anna crying, he felt that something was wrong. Coupled with Anna's trembling hands, he was already roughly prepared in his heart.  But when he saw the contents of the physical examination report, Feng Xiaotian felt that his psychological preparation was a little inadequate - I actually had brain cancer and it was in the late stage This this is not a joke, right?  After any patient learns that he has a terminal illness, most of them will have unbelievable thoughts, and Feng Xiaotian is no exception. When he saw the doctor's examination report, Feng Xiaotian was suddenly stunned, and his mind was in a mess.  , I don¡¯t know how to face this result.  Feng Xiaotian was stunned for a long time without saying a word. His thoughts gradually calmed down from the chaos at the beginning. Feng Xiaotian even felt that he should not have such a reaction. What he should do now is to shout loudly.  Yell, you should try your best to vent God¡¯s injustice to you!  Or you should hold your head and cry, or tear the inspection report in your hand into pieces!  Hysterically venting the extreme anger in his heart!  ¡ª¡ªTerminal brain cancer?  I actually got this disease!  This is definitely the fucking joke of the century!  How could he already have terminal brain cancer when his body is so strong?  Although although I was a little malnourished due to poverty when I was a child, which made my body very thin, but later I supplemented my nutrition very well and insisted on exercising every day.  How could you still get this disease under such circumstances?  Thisthis must be a mistake!  After Feng Xiaotian's thoughts calmed down, he suddenly began to think wildly. He went from disbelief at the beginning, to confusion later, to his random thoughts now. It can be said that he has completely lost his sense of proportion.  Anna saw that Feng Xiaotian was silent, so of course she did not dare to speak. She understood that Feng Xiaotian needed to digest the medical examination report by herself at this time, and no matter what she said, it would appear weak.  After a long time.  Feng Xiaotian suddenly showed a smile, and heard him whisper with a hint of sarcasm: "It turned out to be the terminal stage of brain cancer It turns out that I am the patient with the terminal stage of brain cancer Hehe Hehehehe Hahahaha! This is really  It¡¯s so funny!¡± Although Feng Xiaotian was smiling, his smile was uglier than crying. He wanted to stabilize his emotions. Even if he was terminally ill, Feng Xiaotian didn¡¯t want to lose his mind because of it, but all his depression was gone.  It is futility, the desire to live, the fascination with everything we currently have, and the fear of death.  Let him start to become strange. He is like a volcano that has been silent for a long time and may erupt at any time.  For Feng Xiaotian, life is so beautiful.  After his hard work, he has everything he wants to have, and in just one month, he will be able to completely put aside all worries.  Do whatever you want.  He can lie drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman and laugh about the world; he can spend a pot of wine with a beautiful woman by his side; he can he can do things that everyone in the world wants to do but can't!  He can control everything in this world!  It¡¯s just that this moment has not yet come.  Seeing that the goal he was striving for was about to be achieved, an inspection report shattered everything he had!  Compared with gain, people are often unwilling to see the pain of loss, not to mention that what Feng Xiaotian is about to lose is everyone's most basic life?  !  Losing his life means losing everything. Everything he worked hard for will have nothing to do with him after his death!  He has gone from a young boy who made a living by picking up rags to where he is now. He has the most personal experience of the hardships and difficulties, so he is even more reluctant to let go of everything he has!  Feng Xiaotian hasn't gotten married yet, he doesn't have his own children yet, he hasn't fulfilled his promise to his beloved woman, and he really doesn't want to die But the truth is often so cruel, maybe God is giving Feng Xiaotian everything he has.  The seeds of Feng Xiaotian's fate were planted at the beginning of everything. No matter how smart Feng Xiaotian was, he would not be able to rely on his own wisdom to save his life in a short period of time!  It¡¯s ridiculous to say that a god-level genius like Feng Xiaotian can only watchWatching himself walking towards death step by step, he couldn't help but think that he had fallen into despair Anna on the side saw Feng Xiaotian's smile that was uglier than crying, and couldn't help but whisper: "Feng Xiaotian  Youyou" When the words came to her lips, Anna could not say another word. Her words were as pale and feeble as she expected.  Feng Xiaotian was still laughing: "Hahahaha! I am actually a terminal brain cancer patient! I didn't expect it! Hahahaha I didn't expect it I didn't expect it" Feng Xiaotian's voice became smaller and smaller as he said this,  Then he muttered in a low voice: "No this must be a dream! I just dreamed that I went back to the past, to the time when I was picking up rags Although my life was very difficult at that time, it was very fulfilling, and I was immersed in it every day.  In the ocean of knowledge, there are not so many ties, how wonderful it is" Feng Xiaotian paused, suddenly turned his head and looked around, then climbed up from the hospital bed, and saw him jumping off the hospital bed, waving  He yelled with both hands: "This must be a dream! This is definitely a dream! I am still the beggar who picks up rags! The beggar who suffers the glare of people every day! The beggar who is teased by classmates every time he goes to school! When cooking, he will pay for zero.  A beggar who is fussy about ordering 15 grams of oil! ""Bang¡ª¡ª" Feng Xiaotian kicked the expensive X-ray machine, and the glass above was shattered by his kick, and the glass shards fell all over the floor.  , the sweet tinkling sound rushed into Feng Xiaotian's ears, seeming to be mocking Feng Xiaotian for not accepting reality.  Amidst the flying glass shards, Feng Xiaotian raised his fist and smacked the X-ray machine hard. The plastic shell could not withstand Feng Xiaotian's strong force and was smashed into pieces.  Feng Xiaotian yelled while banging: "I am an orphan! An orphan whose parents have died! No one has loved me since I was a child! My grandmother who depends on me also died early! I am an ominous person! I should not live at all.  Come down! I am an unnecessary beggar!" Feng Xiaotian took a few breaths, his hands were already dripping with blood, but he seemed not to feel the pain, and kept pounding, "I have already  Damn it! Why should I be hit by a car? I should be burned to death! I should not be able to survive like this!  What's the point? In the end, everything is in vain! Hahahaha! Everything is in vain" Feng Xiaotian's eyes were red. He suddenly thought of Concubine Dai, thought of Wang Qianqian, and thought of Vivian.  Have you really gained nothing?  This thought made Feng Xiaotian extremely conflicted. He was unwilling to lose everything. If possible, he wanted to go back and do it again. He wanted to discover his illness early so that he could save himself in advance, but in reality there is no if  , everything is too late "I I am a redundant person redundant to anyone" Suddenly, Feng Xiaotian had the idea of ????giving up on himself. He felt that what he had experienced  Everything is so ridiculous. What is it that I am pursuing?  A happy life?  Or are you struggling to satisfy your fragile soul?  Or is it to cater to the stubbornness and tenacity of the little beggar who has gone through hardships since childhood?  Feng Xiaotian slowly squatted down and huddled in the corner with his head in his hands. In a daze, this scene appeared in front of his eyes: In the cold winter, even during the day, the warmth brought by the sun is very limited.  A little beggar in tattered clothes was holding a snakeskin bag in his left hand and a worn black glove in his right hand, rummaging through a garbage dump for anything that could be sold for money.  Behind the little beggar, a group of passers-by pointed at him.  The little beggar naturally knew what these people were saying, but he was not moved at all - maybe it was not that he was unmoved, but his stubborn character made him remain so calm even when being pointed out.  , this is just an appearance, no one knows what he is thinking in his heart.  Soon, the little beggar finished rummaging through the garbage heap. He only found two empty wine bottles and a broken pot lid. These two items together could not be sold for much money, but it was this kind of accumulation that made a lot of money.  Only the gathering of less and more can keep him alive.  The little beggar turned around and left the garbage dump with the snakeskin bag in hand, heading towards the next garbage dump.  He is very short and very thin. If the snakeskin bag was held upright, it would probably reach the height of his chin, so the way he walked forward with the snakeskin bag looked extremely shabby and a bit ridiculous.  "Look, that guy is picking up garbage again. It's really embarrassing!" "Huh! What else can he do besides picking up garbage? This guy is disgusting to look at!" "I really don't know what he does with his lifeWhat?  Everyone in the family is dead, but he is still alive. What a bad guy!  " Several children passing by looked at the oncoming little beggar and said something bad. The little beggar seemed to be used to it and didn't even look at the ridicule of several people. Although he was a little beggar who picked up rags, he also had his own persistence.  , although this kind of persistence seems so weak, he firmly believes that as long as he persists, he will be the winner. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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