44. Avoid medical treatment

Jian Ling took Duan Zhuo to Tang Shu's ward.

As soon as he saw the two doctors appear at the same time, Tang Shu couldn't help but get nervous, he was still very young, he had just graduated from the military academy, and he was ushering in the military camp life with great expectations, but he didn't expect that everything had just begun, and he fell ill.

Until now, he didn't know what kind of illness he had, and he was afraid that this incident would affect his dream of joining the army.

Seeing his nervousness, Jian Ling walked up to him and sat down, signaling him to relax: "Excessive tension will cause your blood vessels to constrict and spasm, increase blood pressure, and cause a burden on the heart. ”

Hearing her words, Tang Shu tried to calm himself down, and then cautiously asked, "Doctor, what disease do I have?" ”

"At present, it is diagnosed with appendicitis and needs surgery, rest assured, this is just a minor operation, and it will be fine," Jian Ling showed a gentle and kind smile, "You have to have confidence in yourself, as a soldier of the Empire, you will definitely not be defeated by this little setback." ”

Her appearance was already very beautiful, and when she smiled, her eyes seemed to be rippling with water waves, rippling with a soft aura in circles.

Not only was Tang Shu stunned, but even Duan Zhuo on the side was stunned, and his heart skipped a beat inexplicably.

Tang Shu has always been a positive and good student in school, although his brain is not very smart, but he is diligent and studious. He obediently followed Jian Ling's words and slowly relaxed.

"We need to give you a simple test now, and if it's okay, you'll be discharged from the hospital soon after the surgery."

Jian Ling's eyes were very peaceful, not mixed with any impurities, and her pure gaze made Tang Shu instinctively feel that she could be trusted. Tang Shu nodded, indicating that he understood, and then Jian Ling motioned to Xia, turned over, and turned his back up.

Jian Ling glanced at Duan Zhuo: "You come to check." ”

"Me?" Duan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, walked over nervously, gently put his right hand on the back of Tang Shu's waist, and pressed it gently, keenly catching a slight lump between them.

Jian Ling had been paying attention to Tang Shu's expression, and the moment Duan Zhuo pressed it, his face was visibly painful.

She asked him if he was feeling unwell, and he quickly returned to his original form, saying he was fine.

Next, Duan Zhuo asked some relevant questions based on the symptoms on the data.

After doing this, Jian Ling let Tang Shu have a good rest, and then took Duan Zhuo to prepare to leave.

When they pushed the door and walked out, Tang Shu couldn't help but call out to them: "Doctor, I must be fine, right?" ”

Jian Ling smiled slightly: "No." ”

Walking out of the ward, Duan Zhuo immediately breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers spread out, and his palms were full of cold sweat. I don't know why, he always felt that he had no way to face Tang Shu, especially when Tang Shu looked at him hopefully, the indescribable weakness of heart made him dare not look up at the other party.

He looked at Jian Ling: "I felt a lump just now, although the symptoms are not obvious, but it is very likely to be a tumor, judging from his answer, he seems to be very healthy, could it be that something is wrong?" ”

"There used to be a story called "Avoiding Doctors" - some patients were afraid of getting sick, so they were reluctant to let doctors treat them, and they subconsciously hypnotized themselves to create the illusion that they were not sick."

"You mean he's lying to us?"

"He's lying to himself."

Duan Zhuo's eyes were embarrassed: "Then what should we do now?" ”

"Now that you are sure, you are going to give him a whole-body light wave fluoroscopy, and if everything is really as you guessed, you need to immediately undergo chemotherapy to temporarily control his condition, and then prepare him for tumor removal surgery."

Jian Ling said calmly, this was undoubtedly the best treatment plan for the patient, but Duan Zhuo still couldn't help but be nervous - he had never been in close contact with any patient, he never thought that there would be such a day, and other people's lives would be in the palm of his hand.

Noticing his embarrassment, Jian Ling glanced at him: "Scared? Want to back down again? ”

"Which eye did you see Young Master Ben flinching?" Duan Zhuo gritted his teeth, "Don't think that you can underestimate people if you have great medical skills, as long as Young Master Ben is serious, he will still be no worse than you, and the results of this examination will definitely be the same as I thought."

"Well, we'll see."

Ignoring his fangs and claws, Jian Ling walked away.

Soon, the results of the examination about Tang Shu came out, and Duan Zhuo went to get the diagnosis in person, and when he saw the words "kidney tumor" on it, he fell into silence. I don't know why, I knew that I guessed the result correctly, but he didn't have the slightest excitement, and even forgot to go to Jian Ling Yaowu.

He shook his head, this is someone else's life and death, it has nothing to do with him, he Duan Dashao has never had the nerve of sadness and sadness

Thinking of this, he casually stuffed the diagnosis book into his pocket, and it happened that the communicator ordered online yesterday was delivered, he went to the gate of the base to sign for it, quickly unpacked it, and took the latest silver-white communicator, he laughed heartlessly: "It's finally here"

He couldn't wait to turn it on, and as he walked back to the office, he looked down to see the new features inside. As he passed by the hospital room, he caught a glimpse of Tang Shu sitting on the hospital bed, quietly looking out the window, and his feet were paused.

As if sensing his gaze, Tang Shu turned his head and saw him standing outside the ward, and immediately raised a smile.

He stiffened, his heart felt weak for no reason, and he quickly withdrew his gaze and left without looking back.

Duan Zhuo was in charge of the night tonight, and after he had dinner, he nestled in the office with the communicator and focused on playing games.

finally got through the most critical level, and his girlfriend Xiaoya's phone suddenly came in, and he immediately pressed the connect button with a smile: "Baby, finally thought of calling me?" ”

On the other side of the communicator was Xiao Ya's slightly coquettish sweet voice: "I couldn't get through to call you before, so people thought you were scared for several days except for something." ”

"Hehe, that communicator of mine is broken, and I can't contact you. It's my fault for worrying you, and when I go back, I'll make good amends for you."

"Who wants you to make amends? You bad thing with no conscience, you bought a new communicator and didn't notify people, if they didn't take the initiative to call you, I'm afraid you would still - Di Di - "

"Why is there no sound all of a sudden? Hey, hey? He looked at the screen of the communicator, and the signal sign flashed again and again, "This hellish place, even the signal is unstable"

While complaining, he walked out of the office with the communicator and walked outside, and when he passed by the ward area, he suddenly heard a painful **** sound.

Standing still, he followed the sound to find it, only to find that the source was Tang Shu's ward.

Carefully pushing open the door of the ward, he saw Tang Shu curled up on the bed, covering his waist with one hand, the sound of broken cries came out little by little, and his shoulders kept shaking.

"What's wrong with you?" Duan Zhuo strode over and pulled him over, but was startled by his pale face.

At this time, the communicator in Duan Zhuo's hand had another signal, and Xiao Ya's voice sounded, calling his name non-stop. He suddenly felt very irritated and hung up her phone directly.

Looking at the painful Tang Shu in front of him, Duan Zhuo immediately rang the distress bell, and soon a nurse rushed over.

In order to help him alleviate the pain, Duan Zhuo injected him with analgesics, and under the effect of the medicine, he slowly calmed down, and his pale face was covered with cold sweat.

He opened his eyes, stretched out his hand with difficulty, grabbed Duan Zhuo's sleeve, and asked weakly word by word, "Doctor, am I going to die?" ”