When Qi Bolin's stitching was over, Xiang Jiang's whole person was not good, as if he had been fished out of water, his body was covered with sweat, his clothes were also wet with sweat and clinging to his skin, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears or snot on his face, anyway, he was very embarrassed.

Qi Bolin felt that Lin Dui's eyes widened and he looked at him and made a fuss: "Keep working, see what I do?" Haven't seen it? ”

"No, no, I've seen it." Lin Du hurriedly plunged into the next work, and she guessed as she worked whether Qi Bolin knew Xiang Jiang's identity before he acted like this.

At the end of the night shift in the emergency department, Lin Dui was tired and confused, and just wanted to go back to make up for sleep quickly, but Zhu Jingran arranged for her to go to the outpatient clinic.

In the morning outpatient clinic, I had to see more than 100 patients.

According to the average of three films per patient, she has to watch three or four hundred films just in one morning, and her eyes are not her own.

Zhu Jingran often asked questions suddenly, and Lin Duan had to keep her nerves high all the time.

A man about forty or fifty years old came in, this patient was seeing lung cancer, which was already in the advanced stage, "Doctor, I know I have lung cancer, is there any help?" You are a well-known expert in the country, and your hospital is also famous for lung transplantation, is it still too late for me to have a lung transplant? ”

Lin Du looked at his various examination results, and felt sad in his heart, the cancer had metastasized, where could there be help.

She has seen too many patients who cannot be treated, too many patients who have been sentenced to death in modern medicine, and too many sour and helpless people in life.

Although she felt sorry for these patients, she was also a little numb with sadness.

Zhu Jingran's voice was calm: "Not all patients are qualified for lung transplantation, you are now in the fourth stage, we generally do not recommend lung transplantation for advanced patients, you have now had the spread and metastasis of cancer cells." There is little point in having a lung transplant, and it can be difficult to find a suitable lung source. I recommend that you opt for chemoradiotherapy. ”

"Then can I still be saved? How long will I live? The man's voice trembled as he asked the question.

Zhu Jingran replied: "It is difficult to treat advanced lung cancer, and it is difficult to cure cancer, especially at an advanced stage. However, if you choose the appropriate treatment plan, you can reduce the cancer cells and control their growth and spread, and the survival rate within five years is quite impressive. ”

The man was depressed, this is the death sentence, he sat on the seat in the outpatient room and held his head and began to cry.

It was rare for Lin Duan to see a man's tears rolling down so big, and a big man was crying so much that his liver and intestines were broken.

She couldn't bear it, but she still stepped forward and persuaded: "You can choose to be treated in our hospital, or you can go back to the hospital in your hometown for treatment." If you think about it, we need to see the next patient. ”

"I'm not leaving! I'm not going! You cure me, why can't I cure it? "Men are reluctant to accept reality.

Zhu Jingran no longer looks at that man, life and death, she has seen a lot, and she doesn't have so much free time to sigh about life.

The man stayed here, and several interns were trying to persuade him.

Lin Du didn't want to call the people from the security department to deal with it, the patients were pitiful enough, and she also wanted to have time to comfort every patient, but the reality was that there were a number of patients who needed to be treated in their outpatient clinic every time, so many people were waiting, and the time that a patient could get was only three minutes.

"If you don't leave, we're going to call security." An intern nudged the man.

The man cried even harder.

Just when everyone was helpless, Sister Wu's husband appeared, and he pulled the man: "Brother, brother, my wife is also doing chemotherapy, don't be afraid, we will be cured if we are sick, I will take you to see my wife, she can hold on to a woman, you can too." ”

Sister Wu's husband dragged the man away with coaxing and persuasion.

Lin Du breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of thing is actually not as good as the comfort of patients with the same experience, although Sister Wu is not lung cancer, but she also undergoes chemotherapy and radiotherapy, what her husband said is much more convincing.

At the end of the outpatient clinic, for three or four hours, Lin Duan did not drink a sip of water or go to the toilet once. Finally, at noon, she hurriedly ate a few bites of food and went to the ward again.

Those who can't rest after the night shift, that is, their interns, 365 days a year, 24 hours a day, are on call 24 hours a day, and the business of finance is also more than that, and the most important thing is that interns don't have a penny, although they are tired of being a financial migrant worker, they are so rich.

When she saw Sister Wu, she felt very uncomfortable, and turned her head to chat with her husband: "Brother, thanks to you, otherwise we wouldn't know how to persuade that big brother." ”

"Actually, it's normal to not accept it for a while, and it's hard to accept it when we first know it. What's more, he was still in the terminal stage of cancer, and a collapse was inevitable. "Sister Wu's husband is very understanding.

Lin Du sighed, medicine is not a god, it can't save everyone, and the cruelty of being a doctor lies in the fact that you need to accept it.

After seeing the patients in that ward, Sister Wu's husband insisted on sending Lin Dui.

Lin Du knew that he was in trouble, and in the corridor, she took the initiative to ask, "Brother, are you going to the outpatient clinic today?" ”

"I want to find Director Qi, but he doesn't have an outpatient clinic today." Sister Wu's husband touched the back of his head, "But I don't know where to find him." I've been looking for him several times. ”

"Director Qi is busy, he has to manage administration, hold meetings, see patients for surgery, and preside over scientific research projects, and it is normal to find no one, and he sometimes has to do a lung transplant for more than ten hours." After Lin Du finished explaining, he asked, "Are you looking for Director Qi or is that the matter?" ”

"yes." Sister Wu's husband was surprised, "I still want to ask, see if I can change the medicine, the cost of treatment in your hospital is really a bit high, so you can save it." ”

"The effect of the original drug will indeed be better......" Seeing Sister Wu's husband with his head down like a child who had done something wrong, Lin Dui couldn't say the medical terms she had prepared, she paused, and then changed her tone: "But if you have limited affordability, it is also a good choice to change, Teacher Qi has always taught us to respect the wishes of patients." I'll help you coordinate, don't worry. ”

Sister Wu's husband bent over and said thank you to Lin Du more than a dozen times in a row.

Lin Du didn't want to see Sister Wu and her husband crushed by the medical bills, and Cohen's chemotherapy drugs were not something that a patient could do without them.

Qi Bolin is off today and can only go to work tomorrow, and Lin Du is ready to wait for him to go to work and talk to him about it.