"That's right, it's indeed chronic myelogenous leukemia, did she have a bone marrow transplant? No, the recovery period of a bone marrow transplant is long, and it is impossible to be alive in a month or two. ”

Dr. Zheng muttered, puzzled.

She thought for a while, took out the phone and dialed Qin Wenli's phone.

"Who?"

"Is it Miss Qin? I'm Zheng Xiu, and you were in charge of Xiehe before. Dr. Zheng said.

"It's Dr. Zheng, what's the matter with you?"

Dr. Zheng said, "That's right, I see that you haven't been to the hospital for a long time, how is your condition, did you go to another hospital for treatment?"

Qin Wenli replied: "Thank you, Dr. Zheng, I am in a good situation now, I'm sorry, I still have something to deal with, so I'll hang up first." ”

When the voice drops, the phone connection is cut off.

This made Dr. Zheng more and more convinced that Qin Wenli was strange, as if she was hiding something.

"Her illness should be fine, but, how can it be cured?"

At this time, a nurse came to Dr. Zheng's office: "Dr. Zheng, you are here." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Over there in Senior Ward 7, the patient's condition has deteriorated further, please go over and take a look, I thought about calling you, but I didn't expect you to be in the hospital. ”

"Go right away and wait for me to change my clothes. ”

"Okay. ”

After changing into a white coat, Dr. Cheng quickly came to Ward 7.

This ward, decorated like a home room, is spacious and bright, and if you don't look at the outside environment, you will think that this is an ordinary home, not a hospital ward.

At this time, there were two other people in the ward in addition to the patient lying on the bed.

They are all women, the eldest is in their fifties, but they are very familiar and beautiful, and their charm is undiminished, so they must have been a big beauty back then.

The small one is only about one and a half meters, but it grows a pair of heavy coconuts that don't belong to her height.

The big one is called Jiang Qiuyan, and the small one is called Qiao Xiaoqi, and they are a pair of aunts and nephews.

It has been several months since she was in charge of the patients in their home, and Dr. Zheng has changed from surprise and envy at the beginning to being dull and accustomed to it.

Look at the patient on the hospital bed again, who is also a woman, named Jiang Qiumei.

In the emaciated silhouette, you can still see that she was a beauty before she was tortured by illness.

"Doctor Zheng, take a look at ......," Jiang Qiuyan hurriedly urged.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know very well, Xiao Qi, you say. ”

Qiao Xiaoqi straightened the big coconut on his chest, frowned, and said: "I came to see my aunt this morning, she was fine, and she talked and laughed with me, but somehow, blood suddenly appeared in her mouth, and her body twitched, and it lasted for half a minute before she passed out." ”

"The condition has worsened. Dr. Zheng stepped forward to check it out, and his gaze naturally fell on the patient's neck.

Although the face and the rest of the body are emaciated, the two balloons are still full, which is really unscientific.

Just thinking about it, Dr. Zheng continued: "Blood in the mouth is bleeding gums, and after thrombocytopenia, a small puncture in the mouth will lead to a large amount of bleeding, which is one of the signs of slow grain turning into acute leukemia. ”

"As for the patient's body convulsions, this is normal, when leukemia cells invade the brain and meninges, there will be convulsions and paralysis of the limbs. ”

After Jiang Qiuyan listened, her face turned slightly pale: "Doctor Zheng, is my little sister's current situation so serious?"

Dr. Zheng said solemnly: "Leukemia has changed from slow granularity to acute, in a short period of months, for a long few years, you have not used chemotherapy and radiotherapy, and you only take ordinary drugs that inhibit cancer cells, which are not even considered to treat the symptoms, and it is easy to cause cancer cells to resist and form an uncontrollable situation." ”

Jiang Qiuyan sighed: "We also want to use chemotherapy and radiotherapy, but the little sister refuses, she cares about her appearance very much." ”

Dr. Zheng said: "Chemotherapy and radiotherapy will indeed cause some irreversible damage to the body, making people emaciated, and even losing all their hair, but she is like this, what else does she look like is beautiful, people are going to die, what is the use of beauty and beauty at this time?

"It's not that I'm criticizing you, you family members, many times you should make decisions on behalf of the patient, instead of leaving the choice to the patient. ”

"Alas......" Jiang Qiuyan sighed, looked at the little sister on the bed, and blamed herself a little.

Qiao Xiaoqi asked, "Doctor Zheng, what should we do now?" Our family is not short of money, as long as we can cure my aunt, it doesn't matter how much money it is. ”

Dr. Zheng said: "It's not a matter of money or not, cancer is a medical problem, in general, there are not many means of treatment, even if the richest man in the world has leukemia, the situation will not be much better than your patients, money can't buy health in many cases." ”

After a pause, she continued: "Bone marrow transplantation is by far the most likely cure, but no matching bone marrow has been found and surgery cannot be performed, so in this case, local radiotherapy is not very reliable, and the only way to do it is to use chemotherapy for systemic treatment and intravenous injection." ”

Jiang Qiuyan sighed: "Then let's inject it intravenously and ...... it as soon as possible."

At this time, Jiang Qiumei, who woke up in a coma, suddenly said: "I don't want chemotherapy, sister, don't." ”

Hearing this weak but very firm voice, Jiang Qiuyan and Qiao Xiaoqi hurriedly looked over.

Jiang Qiuyan hurriedly walked over and grabbed her hand and said, "Little sister, you woke up, how are you feeling now, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Jiang Qiumei shook her head and said in a hoarse voice: "I know that there is no rule of law for my disease, and even if I am cured, I won't live long......

Qiao Xiaoqi interrupted: "Auntie, don't say stupid things, once the chemotherapy is successful, you can live for a few more decades, you are only a few years older than me, and the days will be long, don't be so pessimistic." ”

"Yes, little sister, don't think about it, there is money at home, and we will definitely cure you. Jiang Qiuyan said.

Jiang Qiumei smiled miserably and said, "Sister, Xiao Qi, you know me, you know what I care about the most, it's like living without a human or a ghost, it's better to close your eyes and go quietly." ”

"What stupid are you talking about!"

"Really, I've seen it now, let's die if we die, anyway, people will die. ”

Qiao Xiaoqi interjected: "Auntie, you haven't been married yet, and you haven't even talked about a boyfriend, are you willing to leave like this?"

When Jiang Qiumei heard this, a glimmer of struggle flashed in her eyes.

She can face death now, but her only regret is that she has never been in love.

She is a perfectionist who has been very strict with herself since she was a child, she does not allow herself to make mistakes, she does not allow herself to do things beyond her plan.

Such a woman cares very much about her appearance, and even regards her appearance as more precious than her own life.

And the meaning of a woman's appearance itself exists to talk about friends, and if you don't talk about friends, then beauty will become meaningless.

Now, she was a little entangled in these two things.

In order to survive, choose chemotherapy, and finally become a woman is not a woman, can you still find a boyfriend?

Their family has money, and they can spend money to buy a man to get married, but is it interesting to talk about this kind of love?

Or just don't live, choose to die, end your life, and sleep with the only remaining beauty before you die, which is also a good home.

But is it really willing?

Jiang Qiumei didn't answer Qiao Xiaoqi's words, and she didn't know the answer herself.

Just when the atmosphere in the ward became a little stiff, Dr. Zheng suddenly said, "By the way, I remembered something. ”

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