The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 443 It doesn't seem like a bad disease

While cooking hot pot in the evening, Mulan told Lao Tan vividly what happened in the morning, and after she finished speaking, she said: "Master Li is the same, I have sent a notice saying that coming tonight is not considered late, and I told them not to ride the electric bike. ride.

This is good, the electric car is scrapped, and the person is almost gone. If it weren't for Bao Litu, he would be disabled if he didn't die today. "

"He really has to thank Baolitu, that saved his life," Tuya said.

"Hey, I didn't see him looking like a bear. He couldn't even stand up, and he peed in his pants." Yang Zhijun put a piece of mutton into the bowl, and then said, "I think he must be unable to cook like that at that time. Call him Settle down in the break room and let him go back.

I called him in the afternoon and said he was fine and wanted to come to work. I asked him to come back tomorrow.I told him, thank you Baolitu for coming. "

Lao Tan said: "Baolitu is a brave act, and should be rewarded, and I want to apply for others."

"Yes." Mulan nodded and said, "I told Xiaomei, and she said it must be rewarded."

"The annual meeting will be held soon, let's give it at the annual meeting, and make it grand." Old Tan said.

"The reporter didn't know how to know, and even came to interview." Tuya said.

Yang Zhijun said: "Now the news is not well-informed. Anyone who posts it on Moments will know."

"You sent it?" Mulan snapped.

"I don't have that leisurely mind." After Yang Zhijun finished speaking, he began to eat meat and stopped participating in the small talk.

After eating the hot pot, Yang Zhijun led his wife and sister-in-law away. Lao Tan took a bath and was about to rest. He suddenly felt a stomachache, but it was not severe, so he took two stomach medicines and took them.

After a while, the pain subsided, and I fell asleep.

The next morning he woke up with no stomach pain, so Lao Tan went downstairs and walked for a while. Although the road was not so slippery, he had to be careful when walking.I felt uncomfortable while walking, so I turned around and came back. I took two pills after going upstairs, thinking that I was fine anyway, so I might as well go to the hospital for a check-up, so I can rest assured.

Thinking of the fasting blood test during the examination, I didn't eat, and thought that it would be inconvenient to drive on slippery roads, and it was not easy to take a taxi, so it was better to walk.Although walking is slow, it is safe, and it is right to exercise.

I checked that the time was exactly seven o'clock, and it was eight o'clock when I wanted to go to the hospital. The doctor happened to be at work, so I went downstairs.

I went to the hospital at [-]:[-] and registered. The doctor asked about the symptoms, and the initial diagnosis was gastritis. He then asked him to do a blood test, urine test, and stool test. Just to be cautious, he also asked for a gastroscopy.

After the examination, it was noon, and the results of the blood test and gastroscopy would come out in the afternoon. Lao Tan came out of the hospital to find a noodle restaurant to eat a bowl of noodles, and then strolled on the street for a while to see if the time had passed before heading to the hospital.

When they arrived at the gate of the hospital, Zhou Xiaomei called. She got off the plane at noon. After arriving at the store, she chatted with Mulan for a while, and called when Lao Tan was not in the store.

Knowing that Lao Tan was being checked in the hospital, he thought something was wrong, and said he would come right away, then hung up the phone without giving Lao Tan time to explain.

Old Tan stood there and smiled helplessly, thinking that he was always in a hurry and was not steady.

After waiting for 10 minutes, Zhou Xiaomei arrived, along with Mulan and Yang Zhijun.

"Why are you here? It's nothing serious, just a stomachache." Old Tan said with some reproach.

"The store is fine now, come and have a look." Yang Zhijun said.

The four entered the hospital, took the test sheets and films, and came to the doctor's office.

The doctor looked at the test sheet and the film, with a serious expression on his face, and asked Old Tan, "How long has your stomach hurt?"

"It's been a while, and it doesn't hurt often." Old Tan said.

"Is it disgusting?" The doctor asked again.

"It's not disgusting."

"Aren't you anorexic?"

"That does not."

"Oh——" the doctor frowned, and said, "You need to be hospitalized for observation, go through the hospitalization formalities quickly."

Lao Tan was taken aback for a moment, Zhou Xiaomei, Mulan and Yang Zhijun were also taken aback, and their expressions became tense.

"Well, doctor, can you tell me what's wrong? My third brother has a stomachache." Yang Zhijun asked, emphasizing the word "stomachache", meaning that a stomachache still needs to be hospitalized?
"Are you his brother?" the doctor asked.

Yang Zhijun nodded.

The doctor looked at Lao Tan, then at the other three people, and said, "The patient's illness cannot be diagnosed right now, and he needs to be hospitalized for a period of observation, and he will be confirmed after the consultation."

Lao Tan's heart skipped a beat, and so did the hearts of the other three.

"It's okay, tell me, doctor, am I—" Old Tan asked.

"You don't need to add up too much. From the film, there is a tumor in the mucosal layer. You need to make a section to know whether it is benign or malignant. In addition, the test shows that you have essential H-type hypertension, and the pressure difference is very high, so it is recommended to be hospitalized. Observe for a while." The doctor said.

"When will the slices be made?" Old Tan asked.

"tomorrow."

"Can't we do it today?" Old Tan wanted to know the result immediately.

People are like this at this time, their hearts are hanging, hanging with hope, and they want to know the result immediately.Even if the result is unwanted, you have to know it.

He wanted to know the result, and Zhou Xiaomei and the three standing beside him also thought about it, but they hoped for a good result.

"I'm afraid I can't do it today, have you eaten at noon?" the doctor asked.

"Yes." Old Tan nodded.

"Slice on an empty stomach."

"Is it okay to go to the hospital after the sectioning?" Old Tan asked.

"That's fine." The doctor said calmly: "We respect the opinions of the patients. The reason for doing the biopsy is to avoid misdiagnosis. From my personal point of view, I hope that every patient's tumor is benign."

When the four of them came out of the hospital, no one spoke until they returned to their residence.

Lao Tan and Yang Zhijun sat on the sofa, Zhou Xiaomei and Mulan sat on the bed, the atmosphere was dull and depressing.

After a long time, Lao Tan took out a cigarette and lit one and smoked it. When he was halfway through, he opened his mouth.

"Oh, it's okay, don't be so sad, didn't you make slices? I don't know anything, don't guard me, what should I do?"

The three looked at him, and all looked away again.

"Xiaomei, you haven't come home yet, hurry home, I'm fine." Old Tan said to Zhou Xiaomei.

Zhou Xiaomei didn't say anything or move.

Old Tan said to Yang Zhijun and Mulan again: "You two have to go to work, so go."

Yang Zhijun and Mulan didn't say anything, nor did they move.

Then Lao Tan didn't know what to say, and continued to smoke until he finished smoking one cigarette.

The room fell into a dull depression again.

"Third brother, let's go to the hospital in Beijing for an examination. The attached hospital is easy to misdiagnose." Yang Zhijun broke the dullness.

His words reminded Zhou Xiaomei immediately, and she opened her eyes wide and said, "Yes, the affiliated hospital is easy to misdiagnose, and one was misdiagnosed in the past two days. Uncle, Zhijun is right, let's go to Beijing Hospital for an examination."

Mulan also said, "Yes, go to Beijing Hospital, the local experts are very good."

"I'll call Sister Wang." Zhou Xiaomei said that she was about to call Wang Shulan.

Old Tan stopped him and said, "Going to Beijing is the same---"

Yang Zhijun interrupted Lao Tan and said, "What is that? Third brother, you have to listen to us. Let's go to Beijing and go right away." Then he said to Zhou Xiaomei: "Call Mr. Wang and tell her to stay there Go to a hospital that treats serious stomach problems and register as an expert, let's go now."

Then he shouted to Mulan: "Help tidy up, put the medical records, test sheets, films, etc. into bags, and then take Sange's toiletries and pack some clothes. Hurry up, don't just sit around!"

Mulan hurriedly got up to pack her things, and Zhou Xiaomei got through the phone.

"Hello, Miss Wang—"

(End of this chapter)