Dr. Chung’s 90s

Zhong Yu followed her words and said, "I don't know much about these things, and I don't have much time to worry about them. I can't go wrong with what mom buys."

Zhou Qin was even more excited than Zhong Yu, and she said without humility:
"That's not true. When you buy a house, you have to choose a place with sufficient sunlight. Otherwise, the house will have to turn on the lights during the day, and you won't be able to dry your clothes and quilts. You can't be careless about this."

How could Zhong Yu make such a stupid mistake, but she still hummed obediently. Zhou Qin continued to talk about what kind of room type was the most practical. She talked about a lot of things, and when she had finished saying everything, She asked abruptly.

"Do you have any plans with your partner? Has he mentioned marriage to you?"

Zhong Yu was slightly stunned and said amusedly: "What's wrong? Do you have any instructions?"

Zhou Qin was almost angered by her indifferent tone, and she said emotionally:
"Do you still need my instructions on this matter? Then the man didn't show any indication?"

Seeing how excited she was, Zhong Yu didn't dare to tease her any more, for fear of making her angry at Ji Xueli.

"We have discussed this matter. When you come here during the Chinese New Year, we will arrange for you to meet. If everything goes well, his parents will come over. Don't worry, I am sane and will not let myself get involved in this matter. The one who suffers the most."

Zhou Qin was slightly satisfied after hearing this, and she slowed down and said:
"If a man is willing to live a good life with you, he can't wait to marry you home. I'm afraid that he will use you for entertainment and waste your time. The girl's family will always suffer in this matter."

Zhong Yu rubbed her brows helplessly. In fact, she was the one who didn't want to get married prematurely, but she still didn't say this to avoid being scolded again.

"Mom, society is different now. It's hard to say who suffers. You have to be clear. If I get married, half of my property must belong to him. Getting married is not necessarily a good thing."

Zhou Qin's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. She patted her thigh and said:
"There is a saying that you are no longer making more money than before, and you are no longer the same person. If he has evil intentions, then you will be in danger. If you don't get married, your reputation will be ruined. Well, if you ask me, I’d better find someone who is well-matched to my family. This guy named Ji earns a lot, right?”

Zhong Yu didn't want her mother to continue thinking wildly, so she smiled and said:
"Xueli's father is an old chief of the military region. His two brothers are also in positions, and their family background is better than ours."

Zhou Qin was suddenly startled again, and she said with some worry:
"With such a high family background in the Ji family, will his parents look down on you? If the girl's family is unable to climb high, they will fall down. Ordinary families should live a more comfortable life."

Probably all mothers in the world are equally worried. Zhong Yu didn't want her mother to have a sleepless night, so she quickly said:
"I have met Xueli's parents and eldest brother. They are very satisfied with me. I don't need to climb high branches. His mother also gave me a set of expensive jewelry. Just put your heart in it and say goodbye. think too much."

Zhou Qin said dubiously: "Really? You won't lie to me?"

Zhong Yu was going to be amused by her, she promised again and again:
"It's all true. Why did I lie to you? You'll know if you come over at the end of the year. If their family is not suitable for marriage, then they won't get married. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to get married."

Zhou Qin said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! You will definitely get married when you get older. I will be relieved if you have someone to accompany you when you get married early. The Ji family has a rich family. It is right for you to buy a house and buy more dowry. When the time comes, Mom Let me buy you some more jewelry. We can’t be too different from the other two sisters-in-law, otherwise we will be laughed at.”

Zhong Yu does not think that she is worse than others. Wealth, power and status are not a criterion in her eyes. She does not need to live like what others say. Being herself and loving herself is better than anything else.

There is no need to impose her thoughts and ideas on her mother. Their experiences are different. Zhong Yu comforted her thoughtfully:
"No matter what you do, it's getting late. Make the dumplings and go to bed early."

Zhou Qin actually had a lot of things to say to her daughter, but she couldn't explain a sentence or two on the phone, so she stopped forcing her. After hanging up the phone, she didn't even bother to make dumplings, she was still thinking about her daughter.

When Song Congchun came back, he saw his mother looking distraught and asked curiously:
"What's going on with you? You're making dumplings and you're still distracted?"

Zhou Qin looked at the dumpling wrapper in his hand that was shaped like a shaomai, and he couldn't laugh or cry:
"I was just thinking about your sister, and the dumplings were all wrong."

Song Congchun was very hungry. He took a spoonful of fried dumpling filling and put it in his mouth. He ate while mumbling:
"My sister called back? What happened to her?"

Compared to Zhou Qin, Song Congchun knew Zhong Yu better. He guessed that his sister must have caused something else, otherwise his mother wouldn't be like this.

Zhou Qin lost the mood to make dumplings and simply stopped making them. When she saw her son eating dumpling fillings, she slapped the back of his hand and said angrily:
"I'll cook dumplings for you later. You won't be full just from the fillings."

Her daughter's affairs were important, and her son was hungry. Zhou Qin went to the kitchen to boil the underwater dumplings first. Song Congchun simply followed her behind and lit a fire. Zhou Qin then said:
"Your sister is buying a house again. It's a large flat-floor house with more than 200 square meters. I guess she's making a lot of money."

Song Congchun was happy when he heard this, and he said excitedly:
"Isn't this a good thing? My sister makes a lot of money and our family of three can live in a new house during the Chinese New Year."

Zhou Qin said angrily: "Besides buying a house, I have other things to do. Your sister said she would arrange for me to meet with her partner's parents."

This is really big news. Song Congchun said in surprise: "My sister is considering getting married? Aren't you happy?"

It's not that Zhou Qin is unhappy, she is just worried that she has suffered enough in marriage. She wants her daughter to have a good home, but she is also afraid that her daughter will be wronged, so she is very conflicted.

"I'm just worried that her partner is unreliable. I heard that his father is still a cadre. What if he bullies your sister in the future?"

Song Congchun said helplessly: "Mom, don't be unreasonable. My sister has a very good character. According to my observation, it is only my sister who bullies him. It is absolutely impossible for him to bully my sister."

Zhou Qin sneered and said: "Men are all careless things. When you like something, you love it like a treasure. If you don't like it, you will fall out faster than reading a book. I have to remind your sister at all times that you must not delay your career for a man."

Her words made Song Congchun look sideways, "Mom, don't you urge my sister to have a baby as soon as possible? You actually let her put her career first, it's amazing!"

Just as the water in the pot was boiling, Zhou Qin put the dumplings in, covered the pot and then said:
"You think I'm stupid? Your mother has suffered a lot. I finally understand. Nothing in this world is as reliable as making money by yourself. If a woman has the ability to be self-reliant, then there is nothing to be afraid of. Let me tell you. You don’t know either, treat your wife better in the future.”

Song Congchun didn't know what he thought of. His cheeks turned red. He hesitated and said: "When you talk about my sister, just talk about my sister. What are you doing to me? It's still too early for me to get married." Zhou Qin's thoughts were on the dumplings in the pot. She didn't see anything wrong with her son. She used a spatula to turn over the pot, and then said: "Okay, the dumplings will be ready soon. Take the sour beans and vinegar saucer to the table."

When Song Congchun heard about the food, he didn't care about anything. After putting the dishes on the table, he hurriedly came over to serve the dumplings. The belly of an adolescent boy was like a bottomless pit that could not be filled.

Zhong Yu hung up the phone and went upstairs to sleep. The small bed in her lounge was not big, and she always felt like she couldn't turn over when sleeping. Lying on the big bed at home, she felt her whole body stretched out. They both slept well that night. Extraordinarily sweet.

With Aunt Jiang staying at home, Ji Xueli was freed from the tedious housework. The breakfast cooked by Aunt Jiang was rich and delicious, and Zhong Yu and Ji Xueli were very satisfied with it.

Ji Xueli's sick leave has not ended yet. He is still in a state where he cannot go to work in the hospital. He cannot even stand up for an operation. There is no need to embarrass himself. He will have more time to work in the future than he cares about these ten days and a half.

After Zhong Yu finished eating, she picked up her bag and was about to leave. Ji Xueli quickly called her to stop.

"Don't worry, I'll drive you to work. I'll have nothing to do when I'm at home."

Zhong Yu walked to the entrance and bent down to change his shoes. Hearing this, he refused:
"You'd better stop running back and forth and rest at home more. Your legs should be rested."

Ji Xueli had already put down his bowls and chopsticks and walked to her side. He said with good reason:
"I'm driving, not walking. At worst, I won't get out of the car. After I take you to the hospital, I'll turn around and go home, saving you the time of waiting outside for the bus. I'll pick you up after get off work in the evening. I have nothing to do with Aunt Jiang at home cooking. It would be boring to stay at home without picking you up.”

What could Zhong Yu do? She could only let him go. Sitting in the passenger seat was indeed much better than standing on the roadside waiting for the bus. However, she had a driver's license in her previous life and knew how to drive. When she bought a house and renovated it, she could buy a car if she had enough money. Of course, the prerequisite for a car was that she had a driver's license. She didn't tell Ji Xueli about this, so as to save him from worrying about her.

It was quite early when she arrived at the hospital. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw Chen Zhaodi standing at the consultation desk. She looked a little haggard and seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Seeing Zhong Yu, she said happily: "Director Zhong, I'm here. I've handed over the work at the Military Region General Hospital. You can start today."

Before Zhong Yu had time to speak, a young nurse hurriedly came to her ear and whispered:
"Dean, there is a patient who came here early in the morning waiting for you. He seems to be in a bad mental state. You'd better go and see him early."

Zhong Yu suppressed his smile and waved to Chen Zhaodi, then said to the nurse:
"Mr. Jiang, Nurse Chen is my former colleague at the Military General Hospital. Now I have hired her to help. You should first familiarize her with the environment and then arrange a suitable position for her."

Chen Zhaodi heard what Zhong Yu meant by saying this. She looked at Zhong Yu gratefully, and Zhong Yu apologized:
"Just follow Nurse Jiang's instructions for work arrangements. I'll go check on the patient first."

Chen Zhaodi nodded hurriedly, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll study with the head nurse later."

She kept her attitude very low and did not look down on others based on her working qualifications at the Military General Hospital, so Zhong Yu left with peace of mind.

Although Zhong Yu is well-known, she is not well-known to everyone. Information is not as developed as that of later generations, and she does not know who is looking for her.

When she stepped into the consulting room, she saw a well-dressed middle-aged man sitting by the window. He looked a little decadent, with a haggard appearance and no vitality. No wonder the head nurse was nervous.

Zhong Yu knocked on the door, and when he looked over, he smiled and said:
"Hello, sir! I'm Zhong Yu, do you need my help?"

The man's eyes slowly focused and then fell on Zhong Yu. He said in a somewhat unclear voice:
"Dr. Zhong, my tongue has been ulcerated for more than six months... The ulcer started on the right side of my tongue, and I didn't take it seriously... I didn't receive timely and effective treatment, which delayed the condition and gradually spread to the other side of my tongue... I Now I have difficulty swallowing and difficulty in speech expression. I feel like my tongue is not mine..."

Zhong Yu's face became serious when she heard this, and she said seriously:
"Don't worry, I'll check it out."

Cheng Lei is not an ignorant person. His illness has developed to this stage and is definitely not a good disease. He has not disclosed it to his family and only secretly went out to see a doctor on his own, hoping to find a chance for himself.

Zhong Yu's examination showed that there was a large area of ​​ulceration on the right side of his tongue, which spread backward to the base of the tongue and crossed the midline to invade most of the left tongue body. The entire tongue was stiff and fixed, and the tongue body could hardly move. This was indeed not a simple oral ulcer.

She said with a solemn expression: "I will give you an order first and you will go for a pathological biopsy."

Cheng Lei had already been mentally prepared. He came to Guangfu Hospital just to find out what kind of disease he had. His only hope was to save his tongue. He had never heard of Zhong Yu, so he came here by accident.

The test results came out quickly. Pathological biopsy confirmed that he had well-differentiated squamous cell carcinoma. No enlarged lymph nodes were found in the neck. No distant metastases were found in the systemic auxiliary examination. The MRI showed that the entire body of the tongue and part of the right base of the tongue were cancerous. The tumor invaded, but the left tongue base and epiglottis vallecula were still intact and not invaded by the cancer. The clinical diagnosis was total tongue squamous cell carcinoma.

Zhong Yu confirmed her suspicion and asked softly: "Are you accompanied by your family members?"

Cheng Lei smiled bitterly and said: "My wife passed away...my parents are also old. If you have any problems...just communicate with me directly."

It was difficult for him to speak, but he still tried his best to stay calm. Zhong Yu looked at him and said seriously:
"Your disease is a bit complicated. It is tongue squamous cell carcinoma, the most common malignant tumor among oral cancers."

Cheng Lei's body swayed, he grasped the corner of the table with his fingers, and asked with pain on his face: "How to cure this disease...?"

Zhong Yu said seriously: "For tongue cancer that invades both sides, the best treatment plan is still a comprehensive treatment focused on saving lives. However, radical surgery will inevitably cause damage to the entire tongue body, both sides of the floor of the mouth and its muscles. If a large piece is missing, if effective immediate reconstruction cannot be performed, your speech, chewing and swallowing functions will be seriously affected, and your quality of life will be greatly reduced. I can do this surgery for you, but of course you can also choose higher-level hospital treatment. "

Zhong Yu had never treated such a patient. Secretly, she wanted to be the surgeon, but the patient's wishes were the most important, so she expressed her suggestion.

Cheng Lei felt as if he had been shocked by electricity. He could no longer hear any sound in his ears. He opened his mouth several times without knowing what to say.

Zhong Yu could understand his mood and poured him a glass of hot water and handed it to him. Cheng Lei drank the water unconsciously. Zhong Yu didn't bother him. After he drank the hot water and digested the news, he said:
"Let me look at the dean's profile... You are a doctor from Shougang Medical University and are proficient in plastic surgery, right? I don't want to change hospitals for treatment. Please rebuild my tongue as much as possible... so that I can speak normally... even if I don't live long... …”