medical treatment

Gu Qingran felt both disgusted and scared as she watched Yu Zhiming examine the fleshy substance coughed up by the middle-aged woman in his hand.

Even though Yu Zhiming was wearing medical gloves on his hands.

"This is a tumor that invaded the trachea. Because the tumor grew too fast, the blood supply could not keep up, so it withered and fell off."

Yu Zhiming looked at the middle-aged woman who had stopped coughing and whose complexion had recovered a little. He suddenly noticed that although she was not wearing a hospital gown, she was wearing a patient bracelet on her wrist.

The middle-aged woman met Yu Zhiming's scrutinizing gaze and said softly, "Doctor Yu, I am a lung cancer patient, in the late stage."

"I heard that the environment here is good and the patients are well taken care of, so I came here with my husband to spend the last moments of our lives."

Yu Zhiming heard the hidden meaning in her words and couldn't help but ask for confirmation: "Your husband?"

The middle-aged woman nodded and said, "Cancer, lung cancer too."

"His physical condition is much weaker than mine. He can't get out of bed now. I don't think he can hold on for a few more days."

This……

Yu Zhiming didn't know what to say for a moment.

The probability of both a husband and wife getting cancer, especially lung cancer, is definitely very low.

All I can say is that this couple is really unlucky.

At this time, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but sniffle.

Because there was a faint smell of tobacco wafting from the woman in front of him.

In order to confirm that his sense of smell was correct, Yu Zhiming took a step closer to the middle-aged woman and sniffed again.

It really smells like tobacco!

"You, you wouldn't run out of the ward to smoke secretly, right?" Yu Zhiming was very surprised.

When the middle-aged woman heard the question, she quickly raised her arm and smelled her sleeve.

“Is the smoke so strong?”

She suddenly noticed that Yu Zhiming was staring at her with burning eyes, so she put down her arms and looked embarrassed.

"Doctor Yu, well, my husband and I have no children, so we have never thought about the future. We have always lived a life of eating, drinking and having fun, smoking and drinking every day."

"Doctor Yu, given my current physical condition, it's too late to quit smoking and drinking, right?"

"Now that I've reached the stage in my life where I should drink and smoke, there's no need to put myself in a difficult position anymore, right?"

What she said made a lot of sense, and Yu Zhiming was speechless.

The middle-aged woman added: "My husband and I have signed a body donation agreement, so we don't have to worry about my funeral."

"My biggest hope now is to die quickly before I lose the ability to take care of myself, so I don't have to lie in bed and wait for death like my husband did."

After a pause, the middle-aged woman smiled bitterly and said, "Doctor Yu, it would be great if euthanasia could be available. I still lack the courage to end my own life..."

Looking at the middle-aged woman's departing back, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but let out a long breath.

He didn't know how to evaluate the woman and her husband's lifestyle, as well as the woman's thoughts.

I can only say that everyone has their own desires in life...

After finishing his morning work, during lunch time, Yu Zhiming learned the news about this woman from Gu Qingran.

"Her husband is dead!"

"She smothered him with a pillow."

Yu Zhiming exclaimed in shock, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "She won't be arrested in this situation, right?"

Gu Qingran shook her head gently and said, "She is in the late stage of cancer and doesn't have much time left to live. Detention is just like changing a ward for her."

Yu Zhiming was silent for a moment, then he sighed and said, "After being detained, she should not be able to smoke and drink secretly anymore..."

After eating and drinking for a while, Gu Qingran spoke again: "My ex-wife Li Xinchen will be coming back from the island country tomorrow on a passenger ship."

"I'll come to your house in a couple of days to thank you." Yu Zhiming said, "Forget it. I'm a doctor. It's my duty to cure illnesses and save lives. Brain surgery takes a long time to recover, so don't run around."

He thought of another point and said, "Qi Xin is still in quarantine at my home, so it's not convenient for outsiders to come."

Gu Qingran said: "I will persuade him to stay..."

Furong Women's Club Head Office.

Duan Yi came here today not to work as a medical consultant and earn money, but to enjoy herself.

She had a milk bath, spa and full body massage, and had a delicious lunch.

Now, she was wearing a comfortable pajamas, lying on the couch, feeling the pleasant cool breeze, and was so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep.

However, there seemed to be the sound of women arguing coming from next door.

Duan Yi, who was disturbed, turned over and prepared to continue sleeping, but a sentence made her instantly alert.

"Have you ever slept with my husband?"

Duan Yi got off the couch, walked to the wall like a monkey, and eavesdropped with his ear against the wall.

"Xuanxuan, we are best friends, how could I sleep with your husband?"

"Don't listen to other people's nonsense. They are trying to destroy our relationship on purpose."

When Duan Yi heard this, she grinned. Beware of fire, theft and best friends. This is a true saying.

Then, another female voice sounded, "Yang Fan, I'll give you one last chance. If you really slept with my husband, tell the truth."

"If you lie..."

The woman threatened coldly, "Anything you do will leave traces. You can't hide it forever if you hide it for a while. If I find out, don't blame me for not warning you and being ruthless."

There was a silence.

Duan Yi felt uncomfortable bending over to eavesdrop, and finally a voice sounded again.

"Xuanxuan, I didn't mean to lie to you. That time, I was drunk. I don't know what happened. When I woke up, I found out... I found out... that we slept together."

"Yang Fan, your bitch really slept with my husband!"

"Snapped!"

Duan Yi could tell that the sound was a slap, so crisp and loud, it seemed that the force had been accumulated for a long time.

Duan Yi was actually a little excited.

"Ah, Yang Fan, you bitch, how dare you kick me."

"Oh, my belly, my belly..."

"Bleeding... bleeding... Help, help..."

This voice made Duan Yi's heart tremble, because the cry of "Help" was full of fear and a little hysterical.

Clearly something bad was going on.

Duan Yi rushed into the next room as fast as she could, and saw a woman in a dark dress with long hair and a pale face, sitting on the ground, holding her abdomen. There was a large pool of blood on the ground.

This amount of bleeding...

Duan Yi knew at a glance that there was undoubtedly heavy bleeding.

There was also a young woman with delicate makeup next to her. She seemed to be frightened and covered her left face while muttering, "I didn't do it. It's none of my business..."

Duan Yi reached out and pressed the long-haired woman's lower abdomen, and her heart sank. She could clearly feel the sound of blood flowing out.

She looked at the woman standing stupidly beside her and shouted, "If you don't want anyone to die, call for help and dial 120..."

(End of this chapter)