“如果你有什么一直以来想要做的事情,我建议你现在就去做。”肿瘤专科医生以她友善的声音毫不拖泥带水地说道。“还能活多久?”我问道,仿佛是在询问水管工人何时会到。“最多几个星期。”我并没有病重到要听闻这种噩耗的地步。我甚至感觉不到有任何肿块,只有极其轻微的呼吸困难。在医院外面,一个出租车司机见我招手,猛然把车停在人行道旁。我探身把头伸进开 “If you have something that you have always wanted to do, I suggest you do it now. ” Oncologists said in her friendly voice. “How long can I live?” I asked, as if I was asking plumbers. “Up to a few weeks. ” I was not ill enough to hear the bad news. I do not even feel any lumps, only very mild breathing difficulties. Outside the hospital, a taxi driver waited for me and suddenly stopped beside the sidewalk. I leaned into my head