Nomenclature of Night - Chapter 951 a photo

   returns.

   Countdown to 168:00:00.

   Qingchen opened his eyes, they were still at the training base, but everyone lost their previous laughter.

   "How many people were sacrificed in total?" Qingchen asked.

   "2,700 people," Xiao Qi whispered, "and it's a meaningless sacrifice."

Qing Chen shook his head: "It's not meaningless, their deaths will remind us, don't use everyone's experience in fighting in the Eastern Continent to treat the enemies in the Western Continent. Their methods are even more bizarre, not only black magic, we still It is not clear what the abilities of the priests of Blackwater City are, and how the Ashbringers of Phoenix City fight."

Luo Wanya asked: "The parents' association has withdrawn 170,000 people to Heiyeyuan. This number is too large, and the supply alone is a problem. And the most important thing is that this is already our core strength, all of which are strengths. The highest level, if they can only hide in Heihayuan, then the parents will be equivalent to losing their hands."

  It’s okay to say that in the office, after all, as long as the key door is open, everyone is like entering and leaving the office, and it is not in the way to pass information.

   However, the combat effectiveness of the parent-teacher association is abolished.

  Luo Wanya said, "How about we urgently empower a group of C-level masters to come out and send them to the boss first?"

"Giving empowerment to others will delay your cultivation. What I want is high-end combat power. Even if you temporarily empower a batch of C-rankers, you can only be cannon fodder under this kind of war intensity," Qingchen thought for a while and said, "steadfastly Let’s practice in Heiyeyuan, you time walkers will all return to Whale Island, and everyone will use the purple orchid star to practice. Quiet for a while, I will find a way to solve this matter.”

   The parent-teacher association is expanding too fast, everyone is complacent, and it’s time to settle down.

  Qingchen found Alice and Sorel, hugged and said goodbye to them with a smile.

  Parents will leave the two helicopters here, and then return to Whale Island through the key gate, while Qingchen will fly into the night sky with the help of Yangyang.

   The next day, Qingchen appeared in a public hospital in Haicheng. He walked into the MRI room with the receipt, lay flat on the bed, and was slowly sent into the semi-enclosed apparatus.

   When he came to the hospital this time, he didn’t pass through the Hu family. Just like an ordinary person, he registered, waited in line, and paid.

   Qingchen doesn't want too many people to know about his condition. Although it can be kept secret through the Hu clan, it is very likely that the puppet master will infiltrate the Hu clan first.

  In the afternoon, the MRI film came out.

  Qingchen took the film to the doctor, smiled and said to Yangyang beside him, "The doctor may tell me to eat whatever I want."

  Yangyang twisted his arm: "What time is it, I'm still in the mood to joke."

   Yangyang seemed more worried than Qingchen.

   Entering the door, Qingchen said politely: "Hello doctor, I want to ask how long I have left?"

  The doctor looked at the pictures and looked at Qingchen again: "Your cancer cells have spread all over your body, don't you feel pain?"

   "It hurts," Qing Chen replied, "My whole body hurts, as if my whole body is cracked open, my heart and lungs are a little weak."

The doctor    was stunned: "Then I see why you are like no one else. Other patients have already collapsed to your level. How can you still laugh?"…

   Cancer is in the body, and it completely destroys all the functions in the body. So at this time, the patient will be in pain all the time, a feather is pressed on the body, and it may feel like a mountain is pressed to the ground.

   Breathless.

  Doctors have seen too many terminally ill patients whose cancer cells have spread throughout the body, and sometimes they cannot bear to see the pain of those patients.

   However, the Qingchen in front of him was different from Qingchen and also had pain, but he was still very calm.

   Calm doesn't even look like a cancer patient.

  Qingchen thought for a while and explained: "Pain does exist, but it may be habitual. The body's threshold for pain has been raised in the past, so this kind of pain can be tolerated temporarily."

  The doctor was shocked, how high should this threshold be raised? In other words, what did this young man in front of him have experienced to raise the pain threshold to such an extent that even the pain of cancer can be treated calmly?

   Qingchen smiled: "Doctor, can I still be saved?"

The old doctor pushed his glasses and looked at the film again: "Use PD-1 or PD-L1 immunotherapy, do a genetic test first to see which is suitable for you. I don't know what your family conditions are like. Ah, this therapy is relatively expensive, it may cost about 800,000 a year, and it is still useful for terminally ill patients."

   "Are there any side effects?" Qing Chen asked.

   "It will damage your liver and kidney function, and it is also fatal, such as suffering from immune myocarditis," the old doctor said patiently: "Of course, compared to the terminal stage of cancer, it is always right to give it a try."

The subtext of the doctor    is that he will die horizontally and vertically. If you try it, maybe there will be a way to survive, and you will live a while longer.

   However, after hearing about the lethality, Qingchen asked, "If I give up treatment, how long will I have?"

  The doctor looked at the film seriously: "One month? Two months? Young man, you may not be able to pay for the medicine, so you can reimburse part of it, and you only have one life."

   Qingchen said with a smile, "No, I've spent all my money on medical treatment, what should I do with my wife? Thank you doctor, I'm dying."

Doctor    looked at Qingchen in surprise, and then at Yangyang: "You are not of legal age for marriage, right?"

  1 Qingchen said: "We both have tender faces, and we have a daughter who is 9 years old."

   said, he also took out his mobile phone and showed the doctor a picture of Jinguji Maki: "Is it cute?"

   "Oh" the doctor didn't know what to say.

   The two of them went out, and Yang Yang laughed beside her, trembling all over: "You seem to be talking nonsense in a serious manner, it's quite funny."

   She held Qingchen's shoulder and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, but she smiled and reached out to wipe the tears from her face.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Qingchen patted Yangyang's head: "Demigods can't kill me, what is mere cancer? I already have some plans, and some people have really succeeded, and I won't necessarily die. ."

   "I didn't cry, I just had sore eyes," Yangyang straightened up and sniffed: "Let's go, eat whatever you want!"

   "You did say what the doctor said."

   "What's your plan next? Recuperate well, complete the remaining two life-and-death tests, and then inject the medicine?" Yangyang asked, "You have the medicine that Boss He has injected, right?"…

"Well, it's on Whale Island, and it will be fine if Boss Zheng watches over it," Qingchen said, "But I haven't been able to rest yet. As for life and death, the remaining two don't need training. I have more important things to do.”

   "Huh? At this time, what else is more important than life?" Yangyang wondered.

   "More important than my life is the life of 170,000 parent-teacher association members," Qingchen said, "I'm going to go to the Western Continent again to kill the adjudicator."

   This means that it is okay to abuse vegetables, but in the high-end game, you will always be abused, and the Duke of Storm may not even be able to beat the end of the crane in the demigod, "Zhongyu."

   This is the current situation of the Adjudicator in the Western Continent.

   Therefore, when he had the opportunity to switch to the tradition of Ximingshi, he immediately switched.

   In a few decades, the Eastern Continent will probably do the same, and black magic will once again be reduced to a tasteless rib.

   Once a threat arises, everyone will look for a solution to it. At that time, everyone will hide their real names, and the adjudicator can only look at a bunch of sand sculpture codes such as "Leshan Bang Bang Chicken", "Fire Bird Zhuan Zhuan Zhuan", "Pure Drop Xiaolong", "Selling News Xiao Langjun", etc. Powerless.

   Only this time, the black magic came unprepared in the Eastern Continent, just like the invasion of alien species.

   This problem, no one in the Eastern Continent knows how to solve it.

   But for Qingchen, since it can't solve the problem, then solve those who create the problem.

   In other words, this should be the way a demigod solves problems.

On the third day of   's return, Qingchen and Yangyang went to Disneyland in Haicheng together.

  It’s just embarrassing that for those projects that are very exciting to ordinary people, both of them passed through with no expression. The emphasis is on participating.

   Qingchen was riding the roller coaster while calmly describing the things in Ginkgo Paradise to Yangyang, which made Yangyang really want to play. Qingchen also promised her that he would definitely take her to play one day in the future.

   The two of them sat on the roller coaster and chatted calmly, in stark contrast to the other tourists.

  Yangyang took Qingchen and took a lot of photos.

   Taking pictures of Qingchen alone, or taking a group photo with them, is like frantically making up for the lack between them, hurriedly doing the things that couples should do.

  You seem to be afraid that time will be too fast and you won't have the chance to do something before you have time to do it.

   I stayed in the hotel at night, and I kept receiving the courier.

   Qingchen dried his hair after taking a shower, and looked at Yangyang curiously: "What are you buying?"

  Yangyang smiled weirdly: "All kinds of beautiful clothes, I plan to put them all on before you die so that you can see what you will regret."

  Qingchen: "." returns on the fourth day.

  Yangyang took Qingchen's hand and flew back to Luocheng. The two of them each carried a schoolbag and a peaked cap, just like two time travelers, enjoying the joy of traveling comfortably.

   They landed on the roof of the yellow voice building of the Los Angeles Foreign Language School. At this time, they were in class, and the two of them sat leisurely on the edge of the roof.

Qingchen looked at the campus in fascination: "It's been a long time since I came back, but I still feel a little kind. Look at the small cafeteria in the southeast corner, there will be steamed buns for 50 cents a piece, with hot and sour potato shreds in the steamed buns, which is the easiest. When I was the poorest, I lived on a steamed bun every day. Later, the aunt in the cafeteria probably thought that I was too miserable, and would give me a bowl of porridge for free every time.”…

"On the west side is the Honor Wall, on which there will be photos of the first place in each grade, and a motto can be written under the photo. I won the first grade once, and then I discussed it with the casserole rice noodle shop at the door and advertised him once. "If I love her, I will take her to eat rice noodle casserole." The advertisement made more than 2,000 yuan, and I paid a year's tuition and three months of food expenses. Later, the school didn't allow me to do this, so I I never took the first grade exam again."

  Yangyang smiled and leaned back and forth: "Is there anything else?"

   "I also helped my classmates to write love letters, a chicken leg."

   "I also helped my classmates cheat in exams. His dad rewarded him with 1,000 yuan, and he gave me half of it."

   "I study chess records during the day, and at night I go to Wangcheng Park in the north to find the old men to win money. I will deliberately lose five dollars first, and then win 20."

   "Afterwards, I continued to study chess manuals and count chess, just to make them feel that they were close to winning."

   "But at that time, I was still young. I realized the joy of winning money for the first time and I didn't know how to control it. After the old men discovered my routine, they stopped playing with me."

   Qingchen recalled with a smile that in those years he did a lot of things for money, both wicked and not wicked.

   Looking back now, the hardships in life at that time were nothing compared to the difficulties of today.

  This is how life is. The hurdles that you once thought were impossible to overcome, when you look back a few years later, you will suddenly find that they are nothing at all.

   But this time, Qingchen didn't know this hurdle, whether he could pass it.

   "Let's go, I'll take you to eat Dandan noodles from Xiaojie Tianfu," Qingchen said with a smile: "There are also Xiaojie pot stickers, Luocheng water mats, and tomorrow morning I will go to the county to drink Tie Xie mutton soup."

  Yangyang looked at him with a smile, just thought it would be nice if the time was fixed at this moment.

   "Qingchen!" Yangyang suddenly called out his name. Qingchen turned his head and looked over: "What's wrong?" "Don't leave me alone."

"it is good."

   Back to the fifth day.

   Qingchen took the seedlings to every place where he lived.

   Return to the sixth day.

Qingchen and Yangyang went to the studio to take a photo. The two of them put on white shirts and sat in front of the red background cloth. They took a photo with a cramped expression and a stiff smile, just like all wedding photos. Very happy, but a little unnatural.

On the seventh day of   's return, the two of them had dinner and walked back to their residence holding hands in peaked caps.

   A girl behind them looked over suspiciously, and her boyfriend asked her, "What are you looking at?"

   "I seem to have seen Qingchen!"

   "Is that the legendary Lord of the Day?"

   Boyfriend's eyes lit up.

   "It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be," the girl wondered.

   The reason why she was puzzled was that she felt that Qingchen was already a figure in the sky and shouldn't be walking on the street so ordinary.

   The countdown resets to zero. traverse. 949. A photo returns. Countdown to 168:00:00. Qingchen opened his eyes, they were still at the training base, but everyone lost their previous laughter.

   "How many people were sacrificed in total?" Qingchen asked. "2,700 people," Xiao Qi whispered, "and it's a meaningless sacrifice."

Qing Chen shook his head: "It's not meaningless, their deaths will remind us, don't use everyone's experience in fighting in the Eastern Continent to treat the enemies in the Western Continent. Their methods are even more bizarre, not only black magic, we still It is not clear what abilities the priests of Blackwater City have, and how the Ashbringers of Phoenix City fight.  …

  " Luo Wanya asked:

"The parents' association evacuated 170,000 people to Heiyeyuan. This number is too large, and the supply alone is a problem. And the most important thing is that this is already our core strength, and all of them are of the highest level of strength. If they You can only hide in Heihayuan, and the parent-teacher meeting will be a waste of your hands." It's okay to say in office, after all, as long as the key door is open, everyone is like entering and leaving the office, and it is not in the way to pass information. However, the combat effectiveness of the parent-teacher association was abolished. Luo Wanya said: "Why don't you urgently empower a group of C-level masters to come out and send them to the boss first?"

   "Giving empowerment to others will delay your cultivation. What I want is high-end combat power. Even if you temporarily empower a batch of C-rankers, you can only be cannon fodder under this kind of war intensity."

   Qingchen thought for a while and said, "Let's practice in the Black Leaf Plain, all of you time walkers will return to the whale island, and everyone will use the purple orchid star to practice.

  I'll be quiet for a while, and I'll find a way to solve this. "The parent association is expanding too fast, everyone is complacent, and it's time to settle down.

  Qingchen found Alice and Sorel, hugged and said goodbye to them with a smile. The parents will leave the two helicopters here, and then return to Whale Island through the key gate, while Qingchen will fly into the night sky with the help of Yangyang. The next day, Qingchen appeared in a public hospital in Haicheng. He walked into the MRI room with the receipt, lay flat on the bed, and was slowly sent into the semi-enclosed apparatus. When he came to the hospital this time, he didn't pass the Hu family, just like an ordinary person, registering, queuing, and paying. Qingchen didn't want too many people to know about his condition. Of course, it could be kept secret through the Hu clan, but the puppet master was likely to infiltrate the Hu clan first.

  In the afternoon, the MRI film came out. Qingchen took the film to go to the doctor, smiled and said to Yangyang beside him: "The doctor may tell me to eat whatever I want." Yangyang twisted his arm: "What time is it? And I'm in the mood for a joke."

   Yangyang seemed more worried than Qingchen. Entering the door, Qingchen said politely: "Hello, doctor, I want to ask how long I have left?" The doctor looked at each film and then looked at Qingchen: "Your cancer cells have spread all over your body. Doesn't it hurt?"

   "It hurts," Qing Chen replied, "My whole body hurts, as if my whole body is cracked open, my heart and lungs are a little weak."

The doctor    was stunned: "Then I see why you are like no one else. Other patients have already collapsed at your level. How can you still laugh?"

   Cancer is in the body, and it completely destroys all the functions in the body. So at this time, the patient will be in pain all the time, a feather is pressed on the body, and it may feel like a mountain is pressed to the ground. Out of breath. Doctors have seen too many terminally ill patients with cancer cells spreading throughout their bodies, and sometimes they can't bear to see the pain of those patients.

   However, the Qingchen in front of him was different from Qingchen and also had pain, but he was still very calm. Calm doesn't even look like a cancer patient. Qingchen thought for a while and explained: "Pain does exist, but it may be a habit. The body's threshold for pain has been raised in the past, so this kind of pain can be tolerated for the time being."

  The doctor was shocked, how high should this threshold be raised? In other words, what did this young man in front of him have experienced to raise the pain threshold to such an extent that even the pain of cancer can be treated calmly? Qingchen smiled: "Doctor, can I still be saved?" The old doctor pushed his glasses and looked at the film again: "Use PD-1 or PD-L1 immunotherapy, do a genetic test first, and see Which one is suitable for you. I don't know what your family conditions are. This kind of therapy is relatively expensive, it may cost about 800,000 a year, and it is still useful for terminally ill patients. "

   "Are there any side effects?" Qing Chen asked. "It will damage your liver and kidney function, and it is also fatal, such as suffering from immune myocarditis," the old doctor said patiently: "Of course, compared to the terminal stage of cancer, it is always right to try it." The doctor's subtext is, horizontal and vertical They are all dead. If you try, maybe there will be a way to live, and you will live for a while. However, when Qingchen heard the lethality, he asked, "If I give up treatment, how long will I have?" The doctor looked at the film seriously: "One month? Two months? Young man, you may not be able to pay for the medicine. Part of it is reimbursed, and there is only one life."

   Qingchen said with a smile, "No, I've spent all my money on medical treatment, what should I do with my wife? Thank you doctor, I'm dying."

  The doctor looked at Qingchen and Yangyang in surprise: "You are not of legal age for marriage, right?" 1 Qingchen said: "We both have tender faces, and we have a daughter who is 9 years old."

   said, he also took out his mobile phone and showed the doctor a photo of Jinguji Maki:

"cute?"

   "Oh" the doctor didn't know what to say. When the two went out, Yang Yang laughed and trembled beside her:

   "It's quite funny that you are talking nonsense in a serious manner." She held Qingchen's shoulders and laughed until she couldn't straighten her waist.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Qingchen patted Yangyang's head: "Demigods can't kill me, what is mere cancer? I already have some plans, and some people have really succeeded, and I won't necessarily die. ."

   "I didn't cry, I just had sore eyes," Yangyang straightened up and sniffed: "Let's go, eat whatever you want!"

   "You said what the doctor said." "What's your plan next, rest well, complete the remaining two life and death stages, and then inject medicine?"

  Yangyang asked: "You have the medicine that Boss He has injected, right?"

"Well, it's on Whale Island, and it will be fine if Boss Zheng watches over it," Qingchen said, "But I haven't been able to rest yet. As for life and death, the remaining two don't need training. I have more Important things to do." "Huh? At this time, what else is more important than life?" Yangyang wondered.

"More important than my life is the life of 170,000 members of the parent-teacher association," Qingchen said, "I want to go to the Western Continent again to kill the judge." The bureau will always be abused, and Duke Storm may not even be able to beat the crane tail "Zhongyu" in the demigods. This is the current situation of the adjudicator in the Western Continent. Therefore, when he had the opportunity to change the inheritance of Ximingshi, he immediately changed. In a few decades, the Eastern Continent will probably do the same, and black magic will once again be reduced to a tasteless rib. . . .

   Once a threat arises, everyone will look for a solution to it. At that time, everyone will hide their real names, and the adjudicator can only look at a bunch of sand sculpture codes such as "Leshan Bang Bang Chicken", "Fire Bird Zhuan Zhuan Zhuan", "Pure Drop Xiaolong", "Selling News Xiao Langjun", etc. Powerless.

   Only this time, the black magic came unprepared in the Eastern Continent, just like the invasion of alien species. No one in the Eastern Continent knows how to solve this problem. But for Qingchen, since it can't solve the problem, then solve those who create the problem.

   In other words, this should be the way a demigod solves problems. On the third day of the return, Qingchen and Yangyang went to Disneyland in Haicheng together. It's just embarrassing that for those projects that are very exciting to ordinary people, both of them pass through with no expression. The emphasis is on participating. While riding the roller coaster, Qingchen calmly described the things in Ginkgo Paradise to Yangyang, which made Yangyang really want to play. Qingchen also promised her that he would definitely take her to play one day in the future.

   The two of them sat on the roller coaster and chatted calmly, which was in stark contrast with other tourists. Yangyang took Qingchen and took a lot of photos. Taking pictures of Qingchen alone, or taking a group photo of the two, is like frantically making up for the lack between them, and hurriedly doing the things that couples should do. Yangyang seems to be afraid that time will be too fast, and there will be no chance to do something before there is time to do it. Staying in the hotel at night, Yang Yang kept receiving the courier. After taking a shower and drying her hair, Qingchen looked at Yangyang curiously: "What are you buying here?"

  Yangyang smiled weirdly: "All kinds of beautiful clothes, I plan to put them all on before you die so that you can see what you will regret."

  Qingchen: "." returns on the fourth day. Yangyang took Qingchen's hand and flew back to Luocheng. The two of them each carried a schoolbag and a peaked cap. They were like two time-travelers, enjoying the joy of traveling comfortably. They landed on the roof of the yellow speech building of the Los Angeles Foreign Language School. At this time, they were in class, and the two of them sat leisurely on the edge of the roof.

Qingchen looked at the campus in fascination: "It's been a long time since I came back, but I still feel a little kind. Look at the small cafeteria in the southeast corner, there will be steamed buns for 50 cents a piece, with hot and sour potato shreds in the steamed buns, which is the easiest. When I was the poorest, I lived on a steamed bun every day. Later, the aunt in the cafeteria probably thought that I was too miserable, and would give me a bowl of porridge for free every time.”

"On the west side is the Honor Wall, with photos of the first place in each grade posted on it, and a motto can be written under the photo. I won the first grade once, and then I discussed with the casserole rice noodle shop at the door and advertised him once. "If you love her, take her to eat rice noodle casserole."

   That advertisement made more than 2,000 yuan, paid tuition for one year, and paid for food for three months. Later, the school didn't allow me to do this, and I never took the first grade exam again. "Yangyang smiled and leaned back and forth: "Is there anything else? "I also helped my classmates write love letters, a chicken leg. "

   "I also helped my classmates to cheat in exams. His dad rewarded him with 1,000 yuan, and he gave me half of it."…

   "I study chess records during the day, and at night I go to Wangcheng Park in the north to find the old men to win money. I will deliberately lose five dollars first, and then win 20."

"Later, I continued to study chess manuals and calculate chess, just to make them feel that they could almost win." "But at that time, I was still young, and I didn't know how to control the joy of winning money for the first time. After the old men discovered my routine, they Don't play with me anymore." Qingchen recalled with a smile that in those years he did a lot of things for money, both wicked and not wicked. Looking back now, the hardships in life at that time were nothing compared to the difficulties of today. This is how life is. The hurdles you once thought could not be overcome, when you look back a few years later, you will suddenly find that they are nothing at all.

   But this time, Qingchen didn't know this hurdle, whether he could pass it. "Let's go, I'll take you to eat Dandan noodles from Xiaojie Tianfu," Qingchen said with a smile: "There are also Xiaojie pot stickers and Luocheng water mats, and tomorrow morning I will go to the county to drink Tie Xie mutton soup." Yangyang smiled. Looking at him, I just felt that it would be very good if the time was frozen at this moment.

   "Qingchen!" Yangyang suddenly called out his name. Qingchen turned his head and looked over: "What's wrong?" "Don't leave me alone."

   "Okay." The fifth day of the return. Qingchen took the seedlings to every place where he lived. Back to the sixth day. Qingchen and Yangyang went to the studio to take a photo. The two of them put on white shirts and sat in front of the red background cloth. They took a photo with a cramped expression and a stiff smile, just like all wedding photos. Very happy, but a little unnatural. On the seventh day of the return, the two finished dinner and walked back to their residence holding hands in peaked caps. A girl behind them looked over suspiciously, and her boyfriend asked her, "What are you looking at?"

   "I seem to have seen Qingchen!"

   "Is that the legendary Lord of the Day?"

   Boyfriend's eyes lit up. "It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be," the girl wondered. The reason why she was puzzled was that she felt that Qingchen was already a figure in the sky and should not be walking on the street so ordinary. Countdown to zero. traverse.

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