Seeing that Huang Daozhou said that he had a nose and eyes, the doctor would rather believe it, and directly prescribed a brain CT examination list and several related examination items.

It has been proven that the specific location of the lesion is pointed out, and the accurate examination is twice the result with half the effort.

The final result almost didn't scare Huang Daozhou down, and the doctor really checked a small tumor on the left side of Zhang Yugen's head.

The doctor told Huang Daozhou that the tumors that grow here should not care about any benign and malignant tumors, as long as they are not cut off by craniotomy, they will grow more and more and will eventually force the blood vessels and cranial nerves, and in less than half a year, people can die of pain.

Huang Daozhou asked the doctor in a trembling voice: "This is the legendary cancer!"

"Of course, it is, and it is a very serious cancer, and there are only a handful of hospitals in China that can treat this kind of cancer, and you have done the right thing by choosing to send patients to us. ”

"Doctor, when will the operation be performed?"

"The sooner the better, the patient is strong and in good spirits at this time, which is conducive to postoperative recovery!"

"Doctor, I'm going to pay for the admission procedures, please help arrange the operation!"

"Don't be too nervous, our hospital has done too many craniotomys, Zhang Yugen's lesions are small and regular, the operation is not difficult, plus he is not yet fifty years old, the cure rate is not less than 80%!"

The operation must be signed by the family, and the cure rate of 80% is enough to be proud of in the doctor's mouth, but it is terrifying in the ears of Huang Daozhou.

This means that Zhang Yugen has a one-in-five chance of dying within a year, and he may also die on the operating table.

When Huang Daozhou came out of the doctor's office, his calves and stomach were shaking a little, and he was scared and shocked at the same time.

Obviously, if it weren't for Huang Han's premonition, once Zhang Yugen felt that he had an unbearable headache, his life would have entered the countdown, and if he was lucky, he could live for a year, and if he was unlucky, he might die of pain within three or five months.

At this time, Huang Han was sitting on a bench in the corridor with the energetic Zhang Yugen, waiting for the results.

Seeing Huang Daozhou's dejected appearance when he came out of the doctor's office, and then seeing his face, Huang Han immediately realized that a tumor had been examined.

He said: "Dad, don't delay the time, I will accompany my uncle to go through the hospitalization procedures, you quickly call your aunt and Sister Xiu'er, and the eldest cousin to come overnight!"

Zhang Yugen was forced to do a comprehensive brain examination and other auxiliary examinations, he thought that this was completely redundant, and he was distressed and spent two or three hundred yuan.

He was not stupid, seeing Huang Daozhou's expression at this time, he exclaimed, "I am in good health, how can I be sick? It must be the doctor's mistake, I don't want to be hospitalized!"

"Yugen, this is the best hospital in Shanghai, patients from all over the country want to be able to come here for treatment, how can they make a mistake with their high technology and rich experience.

We have to cooperate well with the treatment, and we will be able to go home in less than a week!"

Huang Daozhou: This is the big truth, the beds here are particularly tight, and even the corridors are extra beds.

Under normal circumstances, surgery is scheduled on the second day of admission, and after the risk period, the patient is required to be discharged, or return to the hospital in his hometown to complete post-treatment, or recuperate at home.

This is the main reason why people choose big hospitals and good hospitals for medical treatment, because there are too many patients in other people's homes, and they are too busy to stay, and they have to be persuaded to leave if they stay in the hospital for a few more days with money.

It is impossible to treat minor illnesses and large treatments in order to increase efficiency, or even treat people who are not sick at all, or treat healthy people who are sick.

Zhang Yugen is educated, and he listened to the conversations of many family members when he was queuing up to register for the expert number, and knew that the probability of misdiagnosis in this hospital was very low.

When I learned that something had grown in his head, I was unbelievable at first, and then I was scared to the point that my hands and feet went limp.

Originally, he didn't look like a patient at all, but he immediately became a fake patient, his legs fluttered when he walked, and he needed Huang Daozhou and Huang Han to support him.

Huang Han felt that Zhang Yugen was trembling, and comforted:

"Uncle, don't have a psychological burden, what did you look like an hour ago, and what do you still look like now, you are too heavy, I have a hard time supporting you!"

"I, my legs are weak!"

"There's nothing wrong with your legs, the lesion is in your head!"

"I don't know how this happened!" Zhang Yugen's voice at this time was already crying.

"Uncle, don't scare yourself, your illness is not a problem here at all, it can solve the problem in four or five days, and it can be cured in ten days and half a month!"

"You lied to me, I know what cancer is!"

"If you find it early, cancer is not a thing, it is easy to treat!"

"I don't believe it!"

"Yugen, Huang Han is right, the doctor said that the location of your lesion is conducive to surgery, and the lesion is small and regular, and it can be cured 100%!"

In order to comfort Zhang Yugen, Huang Daozhou ignored the margin and risks in the doctor's words and directly packed the ticket.

Zhang Yugen was really helped, and asked, "Is that what the doctor said?"

"Uh-huh! People are experts, professors, and graduate students, so amazing!"

"It costs a lot of money to cure this disease, right?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I have enough money. ”

"How can I spend your money on medical treatment?"

"Uncle, it doesn't cost much, my money for a book manuscript is enough. Moreover, you are now a farmer contract worker in the "Self-improvement Service Company", and according to the unified regulations of the county, half of the medical expenses can be reimbursed. ”

This is not Huang Han's nonsense, the "self-improvement service company" pays the medical expenses to Sanshui Town as a whole, and the employees can also reimburse the medical expenses, but the farmer contract workers are halved.

"No wonder you want me to sign the contract......! Why didn't you know I was going to get sick a few months ago?"

In order to boost Zhang Yugen's confidence, Huang Han began to pretend to be a magic stick and said:

"Uncle, my premonition is very smart, I do have a premonition that you will have a serious illness, this time I deliberately used the means of pretending to be sick to trick you into coming to Shanghai, just to save your life.

You must not fail my good intentions!

And the hunch tells me that as long as you are not afraid to actively cooperate with the treatment, you will be alive in a month!"

"Really?"

"Uncle, don't ask too much, just be obedient! You are nearly half a hundred years old, don't you understand that the secret of heaven must not be revealed! If I talk too much, you will lose your life. ”

Zhang Yugen, who originally didn't believe in ghosts and gods, was now subverted and shut up immediately, which was also strange, at this time his legs seemed to have regained strength, and he no longer swayed when he walked.

"Huang Han, I only know now that you actually cost me such a big thing!"

(Ask for a monthly pass, recommended ticket, thank you!)