Zhao Qianqiu originally thought that this was just a minor operation and would not cause any major trouble, but when her aunt came home and Zheng Qinghe was left alone, and she wanted to go to the toilet again, she began to feel embarrassed. Because she had just undergone surgery, she was afraid www.biquge.info that the wound would split, so she couldn't move, so she could only lie on the bed, of course, she didn't need to take a urinary catheter or anything, she just needed to take a urinal and solve it on the bed.

If her aunt was here, she might not be so embarrassed, but the other party was Zheng Qinghe, a man who didn't have such a good relationship, and she was a big girl with yellow flowers.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, do you want to call a nurse for you?" Qinghe seemed to notice Zhao Qianqiu's abnormality, moved closer, and pretended to touch her forehead.

Because it was too hard to speak, she nodded at first but then shook her head.

"Forget it, I'll hold it first......" Facing Qinghe, she really couldn't say that she wanted to go to the toilet.

"If you want to go to the toilet, I've already bought the basin for you, and I've also said hello to the aunt who accompanies the bed next door, she'll come over to help, don't worry......" Qinghe seemed to see her difficulty, and whispered in her ear, "If you feel that talking is laborious, then you can just blink your eyes three times later, do you want to go to the toilet?"

Zheng Qinghe was so thoughtful, she couldn't say anything, and besides, she really wanted to go to the toilet and couldn't wait. When he said that, she blinked vigorously three times.

After Zheng Qinghe glanced at her, he said, "Got it!" and then pulled up all the curtains of her hospital bed, he went out first, and then came in an aunt who was about the same age as her aunt.

Because she didn't wear underwear before, it was very easy to take off her pants, and her aunt took the opportunity to stuff the basin into her bed, and after it was convenient, she helped Zhao Qianqiu put on her pants, and then went out with the basin, and then she said something to Qinghe, Qinghe came in, and opened the curtain by the way.

"Is it a little hot when your face is so red?" "After the operation, I am most afraid of infection and fever, and at this time, I am worried about this problem with a little anti-inflammatory water. (It's already November, how can you feel hot, people are embarrassed to have such a red face, you saw it and deliberately said it, where to put Zhao Qianqiu's face!)

Zhao Qianqiu was suddenly a little embarrassed, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, pretending to be really asleep. The fingers of the right hand have been clamped with the clip of the life detector, the hand is not only numb but also swollen and painful, and when I woke up, I found that Qinghe was rubbing the fingers except for the clamp.

"Don't you sleep?" Zhao Qianqiu looked at Qinghe for a while, and finally was willing to speak, each bed in the hospital will be equipped with a chaise longue for escorts, it is a chair during the day, and it becomes a small bed when it is opened at night, although Qinghe is tall, this recliner can barely be used.

"I'm going to sleep later, your lips are so dry, do you want to drink some water?" Qinghe reached out and touched Zhao Qianqiu's lips, dry, stood up and poured out some warm water from the thermos, plugged in the straw and handed it over.

Zhao Qianqiu didn't refuse, took a sip into the straw, and then winked with satisfaction.

On the second day of hospitalization, Zhao Qianqiu was able to get out of bed and drink some liquid food, although it was a little inconvenient to hang a drip, but overall it was good. Qinghe, the nurse, did her best, and if she was an employer, she should have given him a raise, but unfortunately he wasn't. may feel that the lymph that has been bothering her is gone, but she has been in a good mood for the past two days, and she also talks and laughs when the children come over.

The results of the biopsy were not available on the same day, and the hospital asked her to come back to the inpatient department 12 days later to see the results. Qinghe ran to her house every day after sending Zhao Qianqiu home, one is to rub rice, my aunt's craftsmanship is really good, and the other is to bring all kinds of nutritional products over, so that Zhao Qianqiu can recover quickly!

Zhao Qianqiu felt that something was wrong five days after returning home, and the lymph from before seemed to have returned, and it was even bigger than the previous one. After Zheng Qinghe came, she pulled him into her room with a solemn face: "It's over, the lymph has grown back! It's bigger than before...... What should I do, I suddenly panicked, I'm afraid of being exposed in front of the children?"

"It's okay, even if it's a bad thing, but we found it so early, as long as we use some medicine or have an operation, there will be no problems!" Qinghe coaxed Zhao Qianqiu like a child, and after the two of them stayed in the room for a long time, Zhao Qianqiu sorted out his emotions and appeared in front of the children like a nobody.

Twelve days passed in a flash, Zheng Qinghe accompanied Zhao Qianqiu to the director's office to see the results, the director glanced at Zhao Qianqiu, thought about it for a long time, and told them: "Your results have come out, it is not the scope of our department, I have already said hello to the director of the hematology department, you can go over now." ”

"Doctor, what kind of disease am I?" Zhao Qianqiu finally couldn't help but ask, even if she wanted to die, she would die clearly, of course, if the cancer was terminal or something, she would definitely go home and choose not to be treated.

"Hodgkin lymphoma, this should be said to be a great luck in misfortune, the cure rate of this disease is 90%, and the prognosis is better......" The doctor looked at Zhao Qianqiu with a relaxed face, not knowing if she understood what she said.

"Does that mean that mine is just a tumor, and it can be cut off by surgery?" To be honest, as soon as he heard the name of this disease, Zhao Qianqiu suddenly became less nervous, it was just a tumor, not cancer, and he had nothing to panic about.

"That...... Lymphoma is not curable by surgery, and lymphoma is also called a malignant tumor...... CCTV announcer Luo Jing died because of this disease, of course, your situation is different, you are Hodgkin, and it is nodular sclerosis ...... After chemoradiotherapy, there were no problems. Although the director wanted to popularize the knowledge about this disease again, when he saw that Zhao Qianqiu was stunned, he thought that he should stop talking about it.

Zhao Qianqiu followed Zheng Qinghe to the Department of Hematology and Oncology, and the hospital immediately arranged a bed for her to be hospitalized, and even let her have a bone marrow puncture to see if the cancer cells had spread into the bone marrow.

After three days in the hospital, the results came back that the bone marrow was not infected, and her disease was diagnosed: Hodgkin lymphoma, nodular sclerosis stage II.A, and no abnormal cells were found in bone penetration.

After knowing the condition, because he was worried about the possibility of misdiagnosis, Qinghe took Zhao Qianqiu to go through the discharge procedures, and borrowed the lymphocyte slides made by Zhao Qianqiu after the biopsy from the hospital and went to Shanghai overnight.

He is familiar with the road, and Zhao Qianqiu doesn't need to bring a brain to follow him. It was already one o'clock in the morning when he found the hotel and slept in the hotel, and at four o'clock he got up and took Zhao Qianqiu's ID card to register at the entrance of the hospital, and came back at seven o'clock and took her to the old doctor who was famous all over the country.

The doctor glanced at Zhao Qianqiu, opened a list and asked them to do PET-CT, because they were surprised, Zhao Qianqiu did not react when he did this examination, basically in a state of numbness, and took the fragments to the hospital and asked the special person to re-observe them...... They may still have a bit of luck, but the result is the same as before, and it is not a misdiagnosis......

Because it was the second phase, she had to undergo six courses of "ABVD" treatment, and after weighing it, they returned to the local tertiary hospital. (A course of chemotherapy twice, once every half a month, a total of 12 times, she can also apply for medical insurance when she goes to the local hospital, and she doesn't have to go to Shanghai every time, it is very physically demanding to take the car, she is afraid that she will not be able to bear it when she arrives.) Although the hospitals in Shanghai are good, because there are more people from all over the country, chemotherapy is carried out on an outpatient basis, unlike the local hospitals where you can lie comfortably in a hospital bed...... ）

Back at the local hospital, she finally told her aunt the truth, and her aunt ran to the hospital and cried all afternoon, but it was Zhao Qianqiu, who didn't shed a single tear, but comforted her aunt and told her that the cure rate of this disease is very high, and the chance of survival is also very high. Of course, she doesn't have to worry about money, the cost of each chemotherapy is more than 2,000, and it is about 1,000 after the medical insurance reduction, she can afford it, as for the expenses used to go to Shanghai, she doesn't know how much, thinking that she will have the opportunity to ask again in the future.