"Brother, what's your name?" Zhang Heng then took a new syringe from the researcher and asked while sucking the T-1 liquid into the syringe.

"It seems that you are over 20 years old, don't call me brother, I'm only twenty-three years old this year." The young man smiled bitterly, looking at the syringe in Zhang Heng's hand with some fear, "My name is Fang Hao. Will you be gentle when you give me an injection later? I'm afraid of pain."

Zhang Heng smiled and then looked at the other party carefully. Fang Hao was actually not ugly. If it weren't for the torture of chemotherapy and illness, he would probably be quite the kind that girls like.

"Fang Hao, you're ready, I'm going to go." Zhang Heng put the syringe upward and pushed off the air in the syringe.

"Although you say that, why are you so awkward..." Fang Hao muttered, but before he could finish speaking, Zhang Heng stabbed the needle into his arm like lightning.

"Damn it!" Fang Hao looked at the blue liquid pushing his veins in horror, and almost jumped up to fight Zhang Heng desperately. Is this strange method to throw a dart or a needle!

Zhang Heng stabbed quickly and pulled it out quickly. In just a blink of an eye, a tube of liquid entered Zhang Heng's blood.

"How many courses are your medication?" Seeing that Zhang Heng had finished the acupuncture, Li Jianguo behind him asked speechlessly, "How could he have the previous enthusiasm?"

"It's not clear yet." Zhang Heng turned around, not caring about Li Jianguo's change in attitude, and still looked very polite, "but the effect should be seen within an hour."

Li Jianguo's body trembled. He couldn't control his urge to jump up and scold Zhang Heng. He didn't even know the effect of the treatment, so he dared to inject the patient?

Fortunately, he was so cunning that he could barely restrain himself.

"Okay, since Zhang Heng has already..." Li Jianguo's face twitched involuntarily, and then continued for a long time, "... The treatment has been completed, so let's all go to the banquet hall to wait for the result first. I set up a banquet, and everyone who comes to our Li family to visit can attend." As he said that, he waved his hand, turned around and left the room first.

"I said, man, is your medicine effective?" Everyone turned around and walked out of the reception room as if they were watching a farce. No one paid attention to Zhang Heng anymore. Only Fang Hao, who was still lying on the hospital bed, asked pitifully.

Zhang Heng didn't mind either, so he sat directly beside Fang Hao's bed and joked, "Don't worry, brother, I'm here with my 'Zhang Yitiao'. If you take one shot, you will care about what kind of cancer or difficult diseases you have. If you take one shot, you will definitely cure all diseases!"

"Damn, I've heard of Zhang Yijian! And it's the kind of small advertisement on the telephone pole, which is posted with the certificate advertisement... Could it be you?" Fang Hao wanted to die.

Everyone gathered in the banquet hall and ignored Zhang Heng in the reception room. Zhang Heng was also happy to be idle. He was not a person who liked to join in the fun, but just communicated with Fang Hao, who was the same age as him.

During the conversation, Zhang Hengcong learned that Fang Hao's parents were both the kind of people who were fed by the state. Although they had some connections, they were also ordinary people and were far from the upper class circle.

Fang Hao was diagnosed with gastric cancer when he was 21 years old. He had one problem, that is, he liked to eat kimchi. The so-called kimchi is commonly known as pickles in the Chinese. This pickled food contains a lot of nitrites. It produces chemical reactions with gastric acid in the body and forms nitrosamines, which can easily induce cancer. For this reason, Fang Hao's family, who originally lived a well-off life, went bankrupt for his illness.

For two years, Fang Hao has lived a life worse than death, and his family has lost all their money for his illness. When he said this, Fang Hao's eyes were filled with tears, saying that sometimes he wanted to commit suicide to save the burden of his parents, but he was dissuaded by his family.

Inheriting Fang's father's character, Fang Hao is also a relatively sunny type, but the torture of illness over the past two years has eroded his sunshine and cheerfulness a lot, but he can still see a touch of lingering strength in his eyes.

"I haven't said so much to others for a long time." Fang Hao looked at Zhang Heng with some gratitude, "This time, even if your medicine is not effective, I want to thank you. I have no regrets to be able to make such a friend like you before I die."

"What do you say that you will never die?" Zhang Heng slapped Fang Hao, then lit a cigarette on his own, "Don't worry, my medicine is absolutely effective. From now on, it will be difficult for you to die."

Fang Hao smiled, not taking it seriously, then looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, he sneaked, "Zhang Heng, can you give me one too?"

Zhang Heng's eyes rolled, "You're so smoking?"

"Oh, before I got sick, I was considered a first-class smoker. If I don't eliminate a box of one day, I will have half a box. Who knew that I didn't have lung cancer, but I had stomach cancer."

Seeing Fang Hao's pretending to be casual, Zhang Heng felt sad for some reason, and hesitated for a moment and handed a cigarette.

"Hehe, that's enough buddy." Fang Hao quickly took it, then took a deep breath at Zhang Heng's 'Hong Kong authentic zorro kerosene lighter' and sighed comfortably.

“It’s delicious!”

But at this moment, he suddenly frowned, "It feels...it seems to be really reacting."

"Are you reacted?" Zhang Heng was stunned.

"Vomit!" Suddenly, Fang Hao's face changed. He opened his mouth suddenly, spitting black blood in big mouthfuls. At the same time, a stinking stinking came from under him. Then he was only seen rolling on the bed with his stomach in his arms!

"It hurts so much! I can't do it anymore, I'm almost dead!"

"What's going on? Why is this happening!" Zhang Heng pressed Fang Hao and hurriedly asked the Dimension Star system.

"It's okay, don't worry, this is just because his cells completely fuse with the T-1 virus, and then the immune system instinctively begins to reject cancer cells!" Yuli's figure suddenly appeared and said calmly.

"Why didn't this happen when I was injecting T-0?" Zhang Heng was still worried, afraid that something would go wrong.

"Uncle, you are a normal person, you are not sick or disaster-free, so you will definitely not have such a strong reaction." Yulian put his hands on his hips and said dissatisfied.

Zhang Heng woke up only then. He just saw Fang Hao's painful appearance, so he was confused for a moment. It seemed that he was still not calm enough.

At this moment, several medical staff waiting outside the door heard the movement and finally ran in. One of the young nurses pointed at Zhang Heng and scolded, "Look at the good things you did. The patients are like this, and you will take medicine for him randomly!" As he said that, he saw the cigarette butts on the hands of the two, and he was even more angry, "You actually smoked for the patients. Do you want to kill him!"

Zhang Heng was in a position of fault, so he didn't say anything, but just raised his hands above his head and looked like he surrendered.

The nurse finally glared at Zhang Heng fiercely, although her weak expression and the crisp oriole-like voice had no intimidation. Then she directed everyone, "Prepare for first aid, Xiaoli, go get the acupuncture needle!"

Just as the medical staff were busy pushing the bed to take Fang Hao to the emergency room, Fang Hao slowly recovered, "Wait a minute!"

Everyone's movements were paused, and then Fang Hao jumped off the bed cart and rubbed his stomach that gradually disappeared from the pain, looking dull.

"What's wrong? What's the feeling?" the nurse asked quickly.

"I feel so light." Fang Hao said dazedly, "I, I seem to be healed!"

"What?" Everyone was shocked. Could it be a rebirth!

But Fang Hao ignored the group of medical staff at all, but jumped suddenly, then ran around the reception room, with a surprise expression on his face, "I feel really okay, and my stomach doesn't hurt anymore!"

The nurse seemed to have thought of something, and quickly looked at her watch. There were about ten minutes left before an hour, and she suddenly showed an incredible look, "This is too immediate, right?"

"What's the situation?" At this moment, everyone who received the news in the banquet hall rushed in. Li Jianguo in the crowd squeezed away. When he saw Zhang Heng covered in blood, his face turned ashen.

Just as he was about to have an attack, one of the medical staff whispered a few words in his ear, Li Jianguo's face changed and he looked at Fang Hao in surprise.

"President Li, everyone, haha!" Fang Hao waved to everyone and said with great spirit, "I feel hungry!"
Chapter completed!