Chapter 3 Appointment to the Hospital

In cities, bird calls have become rare. If you can hear the sound of birds in the morning, you will be happy all day long. This night was the best night that Duan Linquan's family slept. Duan Junjie's bedroom window was open. Now in the morning, the golden morning sun came through the window, making him feel that life was full of hope. Suddenly, a bird flew over from somewhere, stopped on their window sill, as if Also cheer for this new family.

In this city full of steel and cement, it is very rare to hear the birds singing in the morning, not to mention stopping on his own window sill. Duan Junjie turned his head and his wife was still asleep. He smiled and lifted the quilt to make a rich breakfast for his wife today.

At this time, Lin Quan was still sleeping**. He had a nightmare. He dreamed that there seemed to be a horn as big as a rhinoceros on his head. Every time he walked through a place, people saw monsters away from him. There were many policemen on the street. Everyone was fully armed with guns at him, a leader. He shouted, "Don't move, don't move. If you move again, I'll shoot." Even his parents stood on the side of the police and looked at themselves like a ghost.

"Dad, Dad, help me!"

"Stupid child, how can Dad save you? It's too late for Dad to kill you!" Hearing this, Lin Quan suddenly sat up. His whole body was sweating profusely. He opened his eyes and found that it was just Nanke's dream and immediately relaxed. At this time, the knock on the door sounded, and Dad's voice came in: "Son, it's time to have breakfast. Don't sleep in. Dad has hired a tutor for you to help you make up for the class you missed this month."

"Oh, get up." Lin Quan answered, quickly dressed, opened the door, and walked to the bathroom. At this time, he was sleepless and sweaty. He wanted to take a shower. Indeed, he hadn't studied for more than a month, and the final exam was naturally delayed. It was time to make up lessons. However, when he remembered the final exam, Mr. Tong came to his mind. Shadow, shaking his head, he said firmly to himself, "Mr. Tong, you died for me. I must study hard and repay your life-saving kindness."

Suddenly, his expression solidified. He saw that the person in the mirror in the bathroom really had a corner in his eyebrows. This corner, which grew in the center of his eyebrows, was as big as the ring finger and little finger combined. It was slightly bent upward, white and white, as if it was tender, although it looked harmless to be human and animal. The little corner also made Lin Quan scream. Fortunately, he didn't make a sound. Otherwise, I'm afraid his father would have rushed over now.

Lin Quan trembled slightly. He quickly took his face cloth and wrapped it tightly around his forehead. In order to cover it, he deliberately tied a knot in front of his forehead, which was indeed a little shocking. At this time, Lin Quan suddenly remembered the scene in his dream, became more and more scared and his heart fluttered. Jumping up.

"Lin Quan?"

"Ah..," "Ah!"

"What's wrong with you? It scared my mother a lot. It turned out that mom got up. Cao Su frowned, but stretched her hand to his forehead.

"No!" Lin Quan shouted and ran out with his forehead.

Cao Suxin turned around, but didn't chase him. She frowned and sighed: "Maybe this child has been in the hospital for too long. It's a little too much. Hey, my poor child!"

The atmosphere of this breakfast was particularly awkward. Lin Quan lowered his head and ate breakfast without saying a word, while eating a large pot of salt water without even raising his head. Cao Suxin was a little anxious at this time. She was afraid that what was wrong with the child's health. She kept asking questions, but Lin Quan just didn't say anything. Dad also saw that there was something wrong and stopped the breakfast in his hand: "Son, what's wrong with you? Tell Dad, huh?"

Hearing his father speak, Lin Quan knew that it was difficult to hold back his words, so he had to hesitate to say, "Dad, I, I have nothing to do. Really, you have breakfast!"

"Then why are you wrapping a towel now?"

"No, it's just a little cold, really, just a little cold."

Hearing Lin Quan's explanation, Duan Junjie became more worried. He looked at his wife, looked at the sunrise in July, hesitated for a moment, and said to Lin Quan, "Son, why don't we go to the hospital?"

"No, I won't go to the hospital." Lin Quan stood up and walked quickly to his house without even having breakfast. Seeing this, Duan Junjie felt more and more problematic and held him with one hand: "Son, what's wrong with you? Say it?"

At this time, Lin Quan seemed to be an 18-year-old yellow flower girl who saw the old pervert and fled to her bedroom with a fierce force. Duan Junjie's eyes suddenly opened. It turned out that as soon as Lin Quan tried hard, the towel on his head was loose, and he saw the small meat corner on his head.

"Son, don't close the door. Dad has seen it." Hearing this, Lin Quan was shocked, but did not close the door. Duan Junjie walked over and untied his towel: "It turned out to be this matter. You still want to hide it from your father. Hey, let's go to the hospital. This disease can't be cured later."

Lin Quan calmed down at this time: "Dad, what's wrong with me?"

"It's nothing. When you were born, there was a small meatball in the center of your eyebrows. At that time, we asked the doctor to cut it. He said it might be a tumor, but it was not very serious. After cutting, it was fine. Although it led to your health, you fell ill for a year in the first grade, but later it was fine, but I didn't expect it. Now it has grown out again. Looking at this, I don't know if this is a tumor or not.

"Dad, this tumor, I feel like a corner, which is scary."

"It's nothing. Don't worry too much. Go to the hospital with Dad. You just need to cut it off, okay?"

Lin Quan hesitated for a while and still felt a little scared, but now there was nothing he could do, so he agreed to his father's request and returned to the table to prepare for another hospital in the morning.