Chen Tianlin led everyone to Huang Xiaoming's ward, so that the patient, who was not very spacious, instantly became watery, Chen Tianlin looked at Huang Xiaoming lying on the hospital bed, and saw that Huang Xiaoming's face was completely deformed because of tumor lesions, Chen Tianlin immediately turned on the human image scanning system to scan Huang Xiaoming's body.

Through human imaging scanning, Chen Tianlin found that the tumor nucleus on the child's face looked like a sky full of stars, which was obviously caused by macrophages engulfing apoptosis tumor cells, and the mutation of the tumor obviously affected the child's central nervous system, and if not treated in time, the child could only survive for half a year at most.

Determining the child's condition, Chen Tianlin asked Zhou Guihua on the side: "Sister, you said that the child had been treated for three months, but the effect of the treatment was not obvious, but it aggravated the child's condition. ”

When Zhou Guihua heard Chen Tianlin's words, she hurriedly took the case she brought from her hometown to Chen Tianlin, and said with a pleading face: "Professor Chen! My surname is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Guihua! Please save my child!"

Although Chen Tianlin was already well aware of the child's condition, his child carefully read the child's case and introduced it with a rigorous face: "Ms. Zhou! Burkitt's lymphoma is normally chemotherapy, and the remission rate can reach more than 90 percent, and some patients can be in long-term remission. ”

"Your child has been treated with chemotherapy for three months, but instead of working, he has symptoms of exacerbation, which is mainly related to the size of the tumor burden, to be precise, your child is a patient with a localized mass, and must take surgical means to remove the mass to reduce the tumor burden, and then adjuvant therapy to alleviate the child's condition. ”

When Zhou Guihua heard the news that the child was going to undergo surgery, a worried expression appeared on her face, and she opened her mouth to ask Chen Tianlin: "Professor Chen, is the success rate of surgical cure high, and is there any danger?"

Chen Tianlin heard Zhou Guihua's inquiry, naturally he knew very well what Zhou Guihua was worried about, and replied with a stern face: "Surgery is the only way to treat the child, according to the child's CT impact scan pictures, the child's federal tumor has begun to mutate, once the tumor affects the child's central nervous system, the child will have paraplegia, sensory impairment, incontinence and other conditions." ”

"Although there are certain risks in surgery, the success rate is at least 80%, and we can actively cooperate with the treatment after surgery, and even long-term remission!"

Zhou Guihua was relieved to hear Chen Tianlin mention long-term relief, but when she thought of the cost of the operation, she became a little worried, and asked Chen Tianlin with a tangled face: "Professor Chen, how much does the operation cost, and how much does the follow-up treatment cost?"

Chen Tianlin heard Zhou Guihua's inquiry, saw Zhou Guihua's tangled expression, and immediately realized that the other party's economy was probably not very well-off, and replied: "The cost of the operation is about 1,300 yuan, and as for the follow-up treatment cost, it depends on the child's recovery." ”

When Zhou Guihua heard Chen Tianlin mention the cost of the operation, her face immediately became very ugly, because when she came to Jiangcheng, she only brought 1,000 yuan with her, excluding the car fare and the cost of today's hospitalization, now she only has 700 yuan left, not to mention the treatment cost of the procedures, even the cost of the operation is not enough.

But the child is the only hope of the couple, for the health of the child, Zhou Guihua thought of a way to make money, that is, to sell blood, then gritted her teeth, and asked Chen Tianlin: "Professor Chen! I will find a way to solve the cost of the operation as soon as possible, and you will see when to arrange the operation for my child." ”

Huang Xiaoming, who was lying on the hospital bed, heard the direct conversation between Zhou Guihua and Chen Tianlin, and suddenly said: "Mom! In order to help Ming Ming treat his illness, you and Dad borrowed a lot of money, and the money on your body is not enough for Ming Ming to see a doctor.......

When Zhou Guihua saw his child, he even mentioned death, and also mentioned donating organs, tears immediately poured out of his eyes like a flood that burst the embankment, making Zhou Guihua, who already felt indebted to the child, full of hatred for himself, and opened his mouth to Huang Xiaoming angrily: "You bear child! What nonsense are you talking about? If you dare to say death again in the future, Mom......

When Chen Tianlin heard Zhou Guihua ask about the cost of the operation, he had already guessed that Zhou Guihua was likely to be unable to pay for the operation, but Huang Xiaoming's words made Chen Tianlin moved, he never imagined that a five-year-old child would say such a thing, which shocked him, and comforted Huang Xiaoming: "Xiao Mingming!

"Many of my uncle's patients come here from abroad to see my uncle, and their illness is worse than yours, and my uncle still cures their illness, and you go to heaven in front of your uncle, don't you believe in your uncle's medical skills?"

When Huang Xiaoming heard Chen Tianlin's complaints, he thought that he had done something wrong, and hurriedly explained: "Uncle! Aunt Liu from Yuncheng Union Hospital said that her uncle's medical skills are very superb, so she asked Ming Ming to come to her uncle for treatment, how could Ming Ming not believe her uncle, and Ming Ming didn't want to be treated, it was because her mother and father had no money, and she also knew that the money that her mother brought Ming Ming here for treatment was bought by her mother for selling blood, and she didn't want to ......."

As Huang Xiaoming said, the money that Zhou Guihua took Huang Xiaoming to Jiangcheng for treatment this time was the money she used to sell blood in exchange for her husband in the hospital, and at this time she also had the same idea, planning to sell money for money to treat her child, but what Zhou Guihua didn't expect was that her son actually knew that she sold blood for money, Zhou Guihua reprimanded Huang Xiaoming with some humility: "You bastard boy! What nonsense do you have to say? Who did you hear that my mother sold blood for money?"

Huang Xiaoming faced Zhou Guihua's reprimand, instead of feeling afraid, he replied: "Mom! I obviously heard what you and Aunt Liu said at the door of the ward that day, and I knew that my disease could not be cured at all, and it would cost a lot of money, so I obviously didn't want to be treated anymore." ”

The conversation between the mother and son made Chen Tianlin, who was standing on the side, feel moved, he never imagined that Zhou Guihua would sell blood for money in order to help the child treat the disease, and he didn't expect that the five-year-old child on the hospital bed would be so sensible.

Seeing Zhou Guihua hugging Huang Xiaoming and crying with a guilty face, Chen Tianlin suddenly thought of a sentence, pity the hearts of parents all over the world! ”