Oncology Physician Life
Chapter 30 29
Chapter 30 Chapter 29
Have you ever seen a mayfly struggling and crying in the sea?
How small is a mayfly?
So small that if you don't look carefully, the naked eye will easily ignore it.
This mayfly landed in the endless, raging sea, how helpless is it in its heart?
It struggled desperately, but it could only be engulfed by the ruthless waves of the sea, rising, falling, rising again, and falling again.
Listen, the mayfly is crying!
In the garden behind the hospital, there is a camphor tree that can only be hugged by two people. The huge trunk is climbing up ostentatiously. It has reached the balcony on the third floor. Sitting on the bench under the tree, you can only see At the waist of the big tree, the thick branches are spread out, like an old and old father, who is spreading his arms to shield his daughter from the scorching sun above her head.
Behind him, the air conditioner in the inpatient building was humming overhead. Wei Ran sat on a bench with a book of fairy tales, surrounded by several children from the Leukemia Children's Center.
"Brother Wei Ran, doesn't Mayfly have parents? Is it so lonely alone in the sea?"
The little girl whose hair has been bald due to chemotherapy looked at Wei Ran with innocent eyes.
Wei Ran smiled softly, and pinched her chubby face: "The mayfly just got lost with its parents, but then..." Wei Ran closed the fairy tale book, "Later, the mayfly wandered on the sea , it finally found its parents."
After weaving a happy ending for this story, the stubborn children spared him contentedly.
Wei Ran stretched his back and looked at the distant sky. It was a piece of blue and clear, with white clouds and gray dogs floating lazily above his head. This season is the season when dandelions are sowing seeds under the warm sun. In the season, the flying catkins are like rain like the sea, rustling one after another, spinning and floating everywhere with the wind.
He glanced at his watch, this point should be the time for oncology rounds.
Oncology Inpatient Department, in front of Ward C, Area C.
Early this morning, Jiang Li received a notification from the oncology department for ward rounds. The ward in Area C is somewhat special, just like hotels, and there are many types, such as double bed room, twin bed room, couple room, and family room.The same is true for the inpatient department. Most of the patients in area C are mothers or women, so they are grouped together to facilitate treatment.
Within a few minutes, Ji Han came over with more than a dozen doctors including Wei Chen, Tan Tan, Li Xiaojun, and Xu Youshu. The one who walked in the front was the deputy director level, followed by the attending doctor, chief resident, resident doctor, Interns, directors at that level are rarely seen in the ward, except when there is a big shift, they will come down once in a while.
Jiang Li took the tablet handed over by head nurse Sun, on which were information on each bed and patients, and this time she was allowed to participate, which can be regarded as a formal familiarity with the daily work of the ward.
Ji Han met with several attending doctors, and his face became more serious. Every round of ward rounds is also a test for doctors, because communicating with family members is an extremely complicated subject that requires patience.
There are 5 wards distributed in a corridor occupying area C, and each ward has a maximum of 8 beds, and a minimum of 6 beds.
Walking into the ward, the smell of disinfectant comes from the pavement, and the nurse passes by pushing the medicine rack, which is full of various medicine bags.Everyone first came to the first hospital bed on the right.
The patient was a woman transferred from a rural area in a remote area. Her name was Niu Xiaohua.
After reading the medical case, Jiang Li raised his head and saw the young boy in front of Niu Xiaohong's hospital bed. He was wearing a yellowed shirt that had been washed many times, and he was reading a medical English book in his hand.
Jiang Li noticed that the medical letter, which was supposed to be as thick as a brick, was full of notes, and the title of the book was a little yellowed. It should not be a brand new book, but most likely it was a second-hand book bought from the Internet.
Ji Han glanced at Jiang Li, and introduced: "This is Niu Xiaohong's son, who is a freshman in Shanghai Medical College."
The boy stood up, a little anxiously, "Doctor, my mother is in good condition today, and I can take care of her by myself."
Wei Chen sighed: "You are still in the freshman year, how do you take care of your mother? I advise you to hire a nurse or a relative at home to help. Even if you can come at night, what about during the day? You don't have to go to class during the day. ? How can you do it on your own?”
The boy's name was Zhu Yang. He gritted his teeth and said nothing. He held back for a long time before saying, "I...I don't have money to hire a nurse."
When Wei Chen's words reached his lips, he swallowed them abruptly.
The boy is from a single-parent family. In the past, Niu Xiaohong raised his son alone. There are no relatives in the family. The medical expenses are patchwork. In addition, the hospital helped apply for assistance, but in the face of the huge medical expenses, it is tantamount to a drop in the bucket. .
Li Xiaojun is used to seeing this kind of situation, and there is no expression on his face: "The medical expenses are not enough, you can see if you can borrow it from your relatives. If you still can't pay the medical expenses by this week, the hospital may ask you to pay the medical expenses." Will stop your mother from taking the medicine."
Zhu Yang was a little anxious: "I borrowed everything I could, but now my relatives don't answer my calls...Doctor, can you give me more grace..."
Jiang Li took a deep breath, she had seen this kind of situation too many times.
This is also the reality. In response to that sentence, poor people are in the downtown area and no one cares about them, and rich people have distant relatives in the mountains.
Ji Han glanced at Li Xiaojun, dissatisfied, and then said to Zhu Yang: "Don't worry, I've already applied for charitable donations for the medical expenses. Your main task now is to study, you know? I told the nurse The boss also discussed that there is Aunt Li, a nurse in our hospital. We also told her about your family situation. Aunt Li can help take care of your mother with 800 yuan a month. Get together a little bit, and it will be solved for you."
Zhu Yang's eyes were a little red, and his voice sounded choked up: "Professor Ji, my mother, is there... hope?"
Ji Han thought for a moment, then patted Zhu Yang on the shoulder: "We will do our best."
At this moment, Niu Xiaohong on the hospital bed suddenly grabbed Jiang Li's hand and smirked at her: "Son, have you come to see mother?"
As she spoke, Niu Xiaohong hugged Jiang Li.
Zhu Yang hurriedly helped his mother's shoulder, and said, "Mom, I'm here."
Ji Han glanced at Jiang Li and nodded.
This also corresponds to Jiang Li's speculation that the cancer cells have invaded the brain, and Niu Xiaohong has begun to show some mental symptoms.
However, Jiang Li's action of looking at Zhu Yang moved her very much.
Even if his mother became so stupid, as a son, Zhu Yang never disliked his mother. He introduced his name to his mother every day, and called his mother's name. Even Zhu Yang looked at his mother with a unique look. Son-like affection.
What makes people sigh is that even if Niu Xiaohong can't remember her son's appearance, she still reacts to his son's voice. She obediently listens to what Zhu Yang says, and is also very dependent on her son Zhu Yang.
Everyone moved to the next bed. It was still a female patient in her early fifties. Unlike Niu Xiaohong, this female patient Yang Ting had many relatives in front of her bed, including her husband and younger brother.
Ji Han asked Yang Ting's husband and younger brother to come over and talk to the family members.
Yang Ting also has advanced gastric cancer.
Younger brother Yang Guang took out his mobile phone in front of all the doctors, started shooting videos and recordings, and questioned Ji Han: "Didn't you say that after giving my sister that expensive medicine yesterday, my sister's consciousness is still there?" Can you wake up a bit! Why is it now the same as before?"
Several resident doctors dared to be angry and dare not speak out. After all, the family members of the patients directly held their mobile phones in front of your face. If your words were a little careless, they would be posted on the Internet, causing spread and public opinion.
Ji Han could only explain patiently: "Your sister's condition is changing all the time, and we are also working hard to control the condition and prevent it from spreading."
Yang Guang turned the phone over and played the video and recording of Ji Han's ward round a few days ago: "The targeted therapy you mentioned last time is so expensive, is your hospital deliberately extorting our money? I told you You guys, I don’t agree with this targeted therapy, it costs hundreds of thousands of people, and money and money are gone, think us stupid!”
Jiang Li looked at Ji Han, and even she, a bystander, felt a thorn in her back. She had never seen such a scene of interrogation of a prisoner in a foreign country.
The husband Liu Dazhi, who had been silent by the side, suddenly said: "This is my wife, and I paid for the medical expenses. I have the final say on what treatment my wife will do, and I will bear the consequences myself. You don't have to worry about it. I asked you to come here to discuss your sister's condition with you, but it doesn't mean that you can make the decision!"
Liu Dazhi glared at his brother-in-law, then looked at Ji Han: "Doctor, we will do this targeted therapy, even if it makes my daughter-in-law live a few months longer, I just don't want her to have any regrets."
Wei Chen and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little bit moved. Fortunately, they met such a sensible and reasonable husband, and this husband is also a responsible man.
Wei Chen and Liu Dazhi explained the process of targeted therapy alone. Ji Han led the people to continue walking down, and happened to meet the family members of the 4-bed patient. The patient was an intellectual with a wealthy family background, and the child was sent abroad to study , but the mother accidentally detected lymphoma, the patient may not have much time left, Ji Han deduced that it may only be a year and a half.
Husband Li Wei was calling his daughter abroad, his hands were trembling, and the call was connected soon: "Xiao Yin, um, how are you studying and living over there?"
On the phone, the daughter was very happy to receive a call from her father: "Well, I am very good here, and my tutor and classmates are also very good to me. I may not be able to go back this semester. I plan to work hard here for a year and a half. Trying to get a Ph.D. . . . "
My daughter crackled a lot on the phone, but my father, Li Wei, simply replied with "um", "ah", "very good", but after another look, no matter how hard he wiped off the tears on his face, he couldn't wipe them clean.
Li Wei's last words trembled a little: "Xiao Yin, Dad wants to discuss something with you, but you decide this matter yourself, no matter what you choose, Dad will not blame you."
The daughter also seemed to feel that the tone of the father's phone was not right: "Dad, what happened?"
Li Wei said: "Your mother has been diagnosed with lymphoma. The doctor said that there may not be much time left, maybe only a year and a half. Dad, you know that your study abroad is the most critical time. You Mom won't let me tell you, for fear of affecting your studies, but I'm afraid not to tell you, you will blame dad in the future, but this decision is still up to you, you are going to leave school and come back to accompany your mother to the end of your life It’s up to you whether you want to come back to see your mother regularly, or other decisions, but no matter what decision you choose, Dad will understand you..."
The father didn't finish speaking, and suddenly there was a loud cry of "wow" on the phone. The cry could be heard clearly through the phone. It lasted for 10 minutes on and off. Finally, the daughter choked up and said: "Dad, you let me Mom is waiting for me, I will go to suspend school right now, tell mom that your daughter will come back soon, let her listen to the doctor's words, actively cooperate with the doctor's treatment, let's not give up even a glimmer of hope, it's not that many of them are judged by the doctor that they won't live long The patients, did they all perform miracles tenaciously in the end! We are the same..."
Li Wei hummed lightly, hung up the phone, heard his wife calling in the ward, hurriedly wiped off the tears on his face, smiled, walked in pretending to be okay, and said to his wife with a smile: "My daughter called just now. Due to the epidemic, her school needs to take a break from school for a while, so she can just come back to accompany us."
The wife's eyes seemed to light up, but she complained: "This epidemic is real, when will it end, and it will delay the children from going to school."
Jiang Li witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and turned his head to look at the lonely Zhang Haoren on the left. This is also a mother. Fortunately, her stomach cancer was discovered relatively early, and she has already completed the operation and is about to enter the next stage. stage of chemotherapy.The nurse came over to change his dressing and saw that she was still browsing Moments with her mobile phone.
The nurse asked, "Did you not tell your daughter who is studying abroad that you are sick?"
Zhang Haoren shook his head: "She is a child, what can she do if she knows it! When she comes back, she will delay her studies, which is useless and adds to the chaos!"
Zhang Haoren's husband signed the chemotherapy form for his wife. Zhang Haoren took his mobile phone and continued to browse his daughter's circle of friends abroad. There were various dynamics of his daughter on it, and he posted some food and movies carefree every day. , Shopping selfie.
Jiang Li took a look, Zhang Haoren's daughter was very beautiful, very similar to her, but I am afraid that this daughter, while posting selfies abroad, would never have imagined that on this side of the country, his mother is struggling to die on the line of life and death.
(End of this chapter)
Have you ever seen a mayfly struggling and crying in the sea?
How small is a mayfly?
So small that if you don't look carefully, the naked eye will easily ignore it.
This mayfly landed in the endless, raging sea, how helpless is it in its heart?
It struggled desperately, but it could only be engulfed by the ruthless waves of the sea, rising, falling, rising again, and falling again.
Listen, the mayfly is crying!
In the garden behind the hospital, there is a camphor tree that can only be hugged by two people. The huge trunk is climbing up ostentatiously. It has reached the balcony on the third floor. Sitting on the bench under the tree, you can only see At the waist of the big tree, the thick branches are spread out, like an old and old father, who is spreading his arms to shield his daughter from the scorching sun above her head.
Behind him, the air conditioner in the inpatient building was humming overhead. Wei Ran sat on a bench with a book of fairy tales, surrounded by several children from the Leukemia Children's Center.
"Brother Wei Ran, doesn't Mayfly have parents? Is it so lonely alone in the sea?"
The little girl whose hair has been bald due to chemotherapy looked at Wei Ran with innocent eyes.
Wei Ran smiled softly, and pinched her chubby face: "The mayfly just got lost with its parents, but then..." Wei Ran closed the fairy tale book, "Later, the mayfly wandered on the sea , it finally found its parents."
After weaving a happy ending for this story, the stubborn children spared him contentedly.
Wei Ran stretched his back and looked at the distant sky. It was a piece of blue and clear, with white clouds and gray dogs floating lazily above his head. This season is the season when dandelions are sowing seeds under the warm sun. In the season, the flying catkins are like rain like the sea, rustling one after another, spinning and floating everywhere with the wind.
He glanced at his watch, this point should be the time for oncology rounds.
Oncology Inpatient Department, in front of Ward C, Area C.
Early this morning, Jiang Li received a notification from the oncology department for ward rounds. The ward in Area C is somewhat special, just like hotels, and there are many types, such as double bed room, twin bed room, couple room, and family room.The same is true for the inpatient department. Most of the patients in area C are mothers or women, so they are grouped together to facilitate treatment.
Within a few minutes, Ji Han came over with more than a dozen doctors including Wei Chen, Tan Tan, Li Xiaojun, and Xu Youshu. The one who walked in the front was the deputy director level, followed by the attending doctor, chief resident, resident doctor, Interns, directors at that level are rarely seen in the ward, except when there is a big shift, they will come down once in a while.
Jiang Li took the tablet handed over by head nurse Sun, on which were information on each bed and patients, and this time she was allowed to participate, which can be regarded as a formal familiarity with the daily work of the ward.
Ji Han met with several attending doctors, and his face became more serious. Every round of ward rounds is also a test for doctors, because communicating with family members is an extremely complicated subject that requires patience.
There are 5 wards distributed in a corridor occupying area C, and each ward has a maximum of 8 beds, and a minimum of 6 beds.
Walking into the ward, the smell of disinfectant comes from the pavement, and the nurse passes by pushing the medicine rack, which is full of various medicine bags.Everyone first came to the first hospital bed on the right.
The patient was a woman transferred from a rural area in a remote area. Her name was Niu Xiaohua.
After reading the medical case, Jiang Li raised his head and saw the young boy in front of Niu Xiaohong's hospital bed. He was wearing a yellowed shirt that had been washed many times, and he was reading a medical English book in his hand.
Jiang Li noticed that the medical letter, which was supposed to be as thick as a brick, was full of notes, and the title of the book was a little yellowed. It should not be a brand new book, but most likely it was a second-hand book bought from the Internet.
Ji Han glanced at Jiang Li, and introduced: "This is Niu Xiaohong's son, who is a freshman in Shanghai Medical College."
The boy stood up, a little anxiously, "Doctor, my mother is in good condition today, and I can take care of her by myself."
Wei Chen sighed: "You are still in the freshman year, how do you take care of your mother? I advise you to hire a nurse or a relative at home to help. Even if you can come at night, what about during the day? You don't have to go to class during the day. ? How can you do it on your own?”
The boy's name was Zhu Yang. He gritted his teeth and said nothing. He held back for a long time before saying, "I...I don't have money to hire a nurse."
When Wei Chen's words reached his lips, he swallowed them abruptly.
The boy is from a single-parent family. In the past, Niu Xiaohong raised his son alone. There are no relatives in the family. The medical expenses are patchwork. In addition, the hospital helped apply for assistance, but in the face of the huge medical expenses, it is tantamount to a drop in the bucket. .
Li Xiaojun is used to seeing this kind of situation, and there is no expression on his face: "The medical expenses are not enough, you can see if you can borrow it from your relatives. If you still can't pay the medical expenses by this week, the hospital may ask you to pay the medical expenses." Will stop your mother from taking the medicine."
Zhu Yang was a little anxious: "I borrowed everything I could, but now my relatives don't answer my calls...Doctor, can you give me more grace..."
Jiang Li took a deep breath, she had seen this kind of situation too many times.
This is also the reality. In response to that sentence, poor people are in the downtown area and no one cares about them, and rich people have distant relatives in the mountains.
Ji Han glanced at Li Xiaojun, dissatisfied, and then said to Zhu Yang: "Don't worry, I've already applied for charitable donations for the medical expenses. Your main task now is to study, you know? I told the nurse The boss also discussed that there is Aunt Li, a nurse in our hospital. We also told her about your family situation. Aunt Li can help take care of your mother with 800 yuan a month. Get together a little bit, and it will be solved for you."
Zhu Yang's eyes were a little red, and his voice sounded choked up: "Professor Ji, my mother, is there... hope?"
Ji Han thought for a moment, then patted Zhu Yang on the shoulder: "We will do our best."
At this moment, Niu Xiaohong on the hospital bed suddenly grabbed Jiang Li's hand and smirked at her: "Son, have you come to see mother?"
As she spoke, Niu Xiaohong hugged Jiang Li.
Zhu Yang hurriedly helped his mother's shoulder, and said, "Mom, I'm here."
Ji Han glanced at Jiang Li and nodded.
This also corresponds to Jiang Li's speculation that the cancer cells have invaded the brain, and Niu Xiaohong has begun to show some mental symptoms.
However, Jiang Li's action of looking at Zhu Yang moved her very much.
Even if his mother became so stupid, as a son, Zhu Yang never disliked his mother. He introduced his name to his mother every day, and called his mother's name. Even Zhu Yang looked at his mother with a unique look. Son-like affection.
What makes people sigh is that even if Niu Xiaohong can't remember her son's appearance, she still reacts to his son's voice. She obediently listens to what Zhu Yang says, and is also very dependent on her son Zhu Yang.
Everyone moved to the next bed. It was still a female patient in her early fifties. Unlike Niu Xiaohong, this female patient Yang Ting had many relatives in front of her bed, including her husband and younger brother.
Ji Han asked Yang Ting's husband and younger brother to come over and talk to the family members.
Yang Ting also has advanced gastric cancer.
Younger brother Yang Guang took out his mobile phone in front of all the doctors, started shooting videos and recordings, and questioned Ji Han: "Didn't you say that after giving my sister that expensive medicine yesterday, my sister's consciousness is still there?" Can you wake up a bit! Why is it now the same as before?"
Several resident doctors dared to be angry and dare not speak out. After all, the family members of the patients directly held their mobile phones in front of your face. If your words were a little careless, they would be posted on the Internet, causing spread and public opinion.
Ji Han could only explain patiently: "Your sister's condition is changing all the time, and we are also working hard to control the condition and prevent it from spreading."
Yang Guang turned the phone over and played the video and recording of Ji Han's ward round a few days ago: "The targeted therapy you mentioned last time is so expensive, is your hospital deliberately extorting our money? I told you You guys, I don’t agree with this targeted therapy, it costs hundreds of thousands of people, and money and money are gone, think us stupid!”
Jiang Li looked at Ji Han, and even she, a bystander, felt a thorn in her back. She had never seen such a scene of interrogation of a prisoner in a foreign country.
The husband Liu Dazhi, who had been silent by the side, suddenly said: "This is my wife, and I paid for the medical expenses. I have the final say on what treatment my wife will do, and I will bear the consequences myself. You don't have to worry about it. I asked you to come here to discuss your sister's condition with you, but it doesn't mean that you can make the decision!"
Liu Dazhi glared at his brother-in-law, then looked at Ji Han: "Doctor, we will do this targeted therapy, even if it makes my daughter-in-law live a few months longer, I just don't want her to have any regrets."
Wei Chen and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little bit moved. Fortunately, they met such a sensible and reasonable husband, and this husband is also a responsible man.
Wei Chen and Liu Dazhi explained the process of targeted therapy alone. Ji Han led the people to continue walking down, and happened to meet the family members of the 4-bed patient. The patient was an intellectual with a wealthy family background, and the child was sent abroad to study , but the mother accidentally detected lymphoma, the patient may not have much time left, Ji Han deduced that it may only be a year and a half.
Husband Li Wei was calling his daughter abroad, his hands were trembling, and the call was connected soon: "Xiao Yin, um, how are you studying and living over there?"
On the phone, the daughter was very happy to receive a call from her father: "Well, I am very good here, and my tutor and classmates are also very good to me. I may not be able to go back this semester. I plan to work hard here for a year and a half. Trying to get a Ph.D. . . . "
My daughter crackled a lot on the phone, but my father, Li Wei, simply replied with "um", "ah", "very good", but after another look, no matter how hard he wiped off the tears on his face, he couldn't wipe them clean.
Li Wei's last words trembled a little: "Xiao Yin, Dad wants to discuss something with you, but you decide this matter yourself, no matter what you choose, Dad will not blame you."
The daughter also seemed to feel that the tone of the father's phone was not right: "Dad, what happened?"
Li Wei said: "Your mother has been diagnosed with lymphoma. The doctor said that there may not be much time left, maybe only a year and a half. Dad, you know that your study abroad is the most critical time. You Mom won't let me tell you, for fear of affecting your studies, but I'm afraid not to tell you, you will blame dad in the future, but this decision is still up to you, you are going to leave school and come back to accompany your mother to the end of your life It’s up to you whether you want to come back to see your mother regularly, or other decisions, but no matter what decision you choose, Dad will understand you..."
The father didn't finish speaking, and suddenly there was a loud cry of "wow" on the phone. The cry could be heard clearly through the phone. It lasted for 10 minutes on and off. Finally, the daughter choked up and said: "Dad, you let me Mom is waiting for me, I will go to suspend school right now, tell mom that your daughter will come back soon, let her listen to the doctor's words, actively cooperate with the doctor's treatment, let's not give up even a glimmer of hope, it's not that many of them are judged by the doctor that they won't live long The patients, did they all perform miracles tenaciously in the end! We are the same..."
Li Wei hummed lightly, hung up the phone, heard his wife calling in the ward, hurriedly wiped off the tears on his face, smiled, walked in pretending to be okay, and said to his wife with a smile: "My daughter called just now. Due to the epidemic, her school needs to take a break from school for a while, so she can just come back to accompany us."
The wife's eyes seemed to light up, but she complained: "This epidemic is real, when will it end, and it will delay the children from going to school."
Jiang Li witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and turned his head to look at the lonely Zhang Haoren on the left. This is also a mother. Fortunately, her stomach cancer was discovered relatively early, and she has already completed the operation and is about to enter the next stage. stage of chemotherapy.The nurse came over to change his dressing and saw that she was still browsing Moments with her mobile phone.
The nurse asked, "Did you not tell your daughter who is studying abroad that you are sick?"
Zhang Haoren shook his head: "She is a child, what can she do if she knows it! When she comes back, she will delay her studies, which is useless and adds to the chaos!"
Zhang Haoren's husband signed the chemotherapy form for his wife. Zhang Haoren took his mobile phone and continued to browse his daughter's circle of friends abroad. There were various dynamics of his daughter on it, and he posted some food and movies carefree every day. , Shopping selfie.
Jiang Li took a look, Zhang Haoren's daughter was very beautiful, very similar to her, but I am afraid that this daughter, while posting selfies abroad, would never have imagined that on this side of the country, his mother is struggling to die on the line of life and death.
(End of this chapter)
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