Li Yingtong could never have imagined that Yang Ping, the founder of the famous space-oriented gene theory, was actually a surgeon, and his main job every day was surgery, and experiments were only done in his spare time.

After the interview, Yang Ping wanted to talk to her alone, Li Yingtong came to the ward of the Institute of Surgery in advance, Yang Ping was taking the doctor to make a big round, and asked Li Yingtong to go to the classroom to wait for a while.

Yang Ping took everyone to check the room one by one, Jiang Li's condition has been stable, just transferred from the ICU back to the general surgery ward, her vital signs are stable, no fever, blood pressure is completely normal, a total of more than 800,000 yuan has been spent in the ICU, after being transferred back to the general ward, you can let your family accompany her, three sisters and two sisters-in-law take turns to take care of Jiang Li, there is an older brother who is not married, exempt from the obligation to be on duty, not to save money for escorts, but to reflect the care of brothers and sisters.

Bedside ultrasound showed that the volume of Jiang Li's liver had increased a lot compared to the first day after surgery, and it was expected to increase to normal size in about two weeks.

After the ICU doctor sent Jiang Li back to the Department of General Surgery, he came here to report on Jiang Li's treatment.

Yang Ping was busy, so he reported to Song Zimo, and chatted with Zhang Lin after the report, talking about the patient who fell from a height before, and now he was rescued, and he was transferred back to the trauma orthopedic ward, and now he has been paralyzed in bed, because his wife neither paid the medical bills nor came to handle the discharge, and asked the police to help notify the family several times, but his wife never came.

Director Zhao said that if he didn't pick it up again, he would send it directly to his home, but the police told Director Zhao that the doors were locked in his house, and his wife didn't know where to go now.

This thing is really difficult to do, if the healthy person is fine, he can make a living after being discharged from the hospital, he will not be hungry, this man is now a paralyzed patient, and he has not found someone to take over, how can he be sent out.

The hospital went to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and the people from the Civil Affairs Bureau said that if the three non-personnel could be managed, he had a wife and a family, which was caused by family disputes, and it was not the scope of their assistance at all.

What to do, the patient can only lie there, the unit just came back to people, sent a donation from the company, and then no one came.

Yang Ping finished his work, looked at the time, and just arrived at the appointed time, he immediately came to the real classroom.

There are only two people in the real classroom, Yang Ping and Li Yingtong, and this is Yang Ping's solo work conversation with her.

"Today we are not a professional interview, just informal small talk, your song is very good! I really think you're still a good singer. Yang Ping smiled.

Li Yingtong said politely: "Thank you!" ”

"Is the backstory of the song real?" Yang Ping asked gently.

Li Yingtong nodded.

"I'm sorry I didn't make you sad." Yang Ping said he was sorry.

Li Yingtong shook her head: "It's okay. ”

Yang Ping said meaningfully: "If your grandmother knows that you have returned to China after completing your studies and contributing to the motherland, she must be very happy in the other world, and she will be proud of her." ”

Li Yingtong's eyes were a little moist, and at the same time, her eyes were very complicated.

"Well, I'll make her proud."

''Have we been to our lab?'' Did Dr. Tang personally lead you to see it? Yang Ping asked with concern.

"I've seen it, Dr. Tang personally gave us a guide, and his explanation was very detailed." Li Yingtong put away the sadness just now.

"How do you feel about comparing the labs in the U.S. to ours?" Yang Ping asked.

Li Yingtong thought for a while: "I'm very curious, why is such an important laboratory not fortified and has no permission level for scientific researchers?" ”

''It's very simple, my scientific research is not military science and technology, nor commercial technology, but medicine that cures diseases and saves people, any of my scientific research results will be released to the world free of charge when they are mature, so that people all over the world can benefit, why do I have to fortify, I urgently hope that everyone will soon grasp the new scientific research results, and be able to spread it to the world? ”

In fact, this is Yang Ping's true thoughts, and now part of it is not public, just waiting for his next batch of scientific research results to come out, so that he will always be in a controlling position, so that he can not be controlled by others, not controlled by others, people can really benefit, and do good things must also pay attention to methods.

"Have you ever thought that your achievements could make you the richest person in the world?" Li Yingtong was very curious.

''I didn't think about it, money doesn't mean anything to me, and if research doesn't cost money, I have no interest in money at all.'' Yang Ping shook his head slowly.

"Is your ideal to pursue human immortality?" Li Yingtong asks this very philosophical question.

''Nope!'' Phoenix? It's so selfish! Everything has a process of generation, development and destruction, no one can escape this law, the replacement of the old and the new is the law of nature, to explain with Chinese philosophy, this is the way of heaven, if everyone is immortal, how can new life be generated? How does civilization develop? I just want everyone to be able to go through their lives in good health and not suffer from illness, that's all, I have never thought about the question of immortality. Yang Ping's tone was rational and intriguing.

"Professor Yang, I don't think the vast majority of people can disclose their scientific research results for free like you? People are always selfish. ”

Li Yingtong said.

Yang Ping smiled: "If my scientific research results can't serve people well, then what's the point?" There must be some selfless people in this world, right? ”

"You're great!" Li Yingtong looked at Yang Ping affectionately.

Yang Ping also reciprocated with deep affection: "In fact, everyone can be great, and you are the same, pursuing your own ideals and doing something for the world is great!" ”

——

Outpatient clinic of the Institute of Surgery.

Professor Zhang Zongshun is waiting for the results of the examination of the patient Li Ruizhong, a 38-year-old male patient who has been suffering from migratory joint pain in the limbs for the past four months, and has been seen many times in other hospitals, and has done many tests according to rheumatoid arthritis, but it is either negative or there is no obvious characteristic index change.

Professor Zhang found that there was lymphadenopathy during the physical examination, and a few days ago he did lymph node puncture for the patient in the outpatient clinic, and today is the time to take the pathology report, and the patient also made an appointment for Professor Zhang's follow-up number.

Soon, Li Ruizhong appeared, holding a pathology report in his hand, which he couldn't understand when he looked at it himself, because the diagnosis on it was mixed with English abbreviations and English words.

After waiting for so many days, and finally waiting for the pathology report, Li Ruizhong was more happy, and his face showed joy.

"Professor Zhang, the report is out, please help me take a look?"

Li Ruizhong gasped slightly and handed the pathology report to Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang took the pathology report and looked at it, and sure enough, it was something he suspected - diffuse large B-cell lymphoma, and it has been progressing rapidly recently.

"Professor Zhang, what kind of disease is this?" Li Ruizhong asked worriedly.

Professor Zhang put down the report, looked at Li Ruizhong, and pondered a little: "You came alone?" What about my wife, didn't come with you? ”

"No, she's at home with the kids." Li Ruizhong didn't know what Professor Zhang meant.

Professor Zhang thought about it, this disease can still be treated, so he said to Li Ruizhong: "Diffuse large B-cell lymphoma? ”

"Cancer?"

Li Ruizhong's heart beat to his throat.

"Cancer is cancer, diffuse large B-cell lymphoma is diffuse large B-cell lymphoma, different diseases, don't be nervous, this disease is seen by the hematology department or medical oncology, you go to the hematology department tomorrow to register, I will write you a note."

Li Ruizhong searched on his mobile phone, and the disease was a malignant tumor, which is what everyone calls cancer.

This news was like five thunderbolts, Li Ruizhong was dizzy, and fell directly to the ground, Professor Zhang usually exercises, his eyes are sharp, and he immediately got up to support him, plus the assistant graduate student Xiaolin next to him also reacted well, rushed up, and supported Li Ruizhong together, so that he could lie on the diagnosis bed slowly.

"Nurse, hurry up, there is a patient fainting, give some oxygen." Graduate student Kobayashi shouted.

The nurse immediately came over and connected Li Ruizhong with oxygen, and after about ten minutes, Li Ruizhong came to his senses, he struggled to get up, stabilized himself for a few minutes, and said, "I'm sorry, doctor, I can't stand this blow at once, you just had this disease is cancer?" ”

"You don't have to be nervous, although this disease is a tumor and it is malignant, it is not the cancer you think, it is treatable, understand?"

Professor Zhang said as gently as possible that this matter must be explained objectively, and that he will have to face it sooner or later, but not to scare the patient.

"Malignant tumor, isn't that cancer?" Li Ruizhong's eyes were blank.

Professor Zhang comforted him: "There are many kinds of malignant tumors, some of which can be cured, and yours is one of the malignant tumors that can be cured. ”

"I'll look at that single -——"

Li Ruizhong took the pathology report handed over by Xiao Lin, he kept staring at the report as if he was in a dream, how he hoped that it was not true, just a dream.

But reality is reality, and after a long time, he said, "Can it really be cured?" ”

The mobile phone is the biggest tool of modern people, Li Ruizhong took the mobile phone to start the diagnosis of the pathology report to search, his hands were a little trembling, and it took a long time to complete the diagnosis, and he did not forget to type the word cure on the back.

''1.2 million!? ”

Li Ruizhong browsed a few news items with this disease that he searched for, saying that there was a special medicine that could treat this disease, but it cost 1.2 million for a while.

For a person who finds it difficult to take 12,000, 1.2 million is an astronomical amount, and it is impossible to take it out.

"1.2 million?" Li Ruizhong's face was pale, if it weren't for the fact that there was still an oxygen catheter attached to his nostrils, he probably fainted once.

Professor Zhang patiently explained: "If you use this method, it may be more than 1.2 million, and 1.2 million is just the cost of medicine, but there are other relatively cheap treatments for this disease, and most of them can achieve the purpose of cure, but the premise is not to be afraid, stabilize your emotions, and carry out regular treatment." “

The 1.2 million injections of the drug is called Axileucel injection, a product of Kite Pharma in the United States, which is the world's first drug with such a good effect on the treatment of malignant tumors, and is used to treat non-Hochkin lymphoma, with a particularly high cure rate, which can eliminate the tumor cells in the patient's body, at least temporarily.

But it's a non-health insurance drug, and it's completely self-paying.

Li Ruizhong held the report sheet in his hand, muttered to himself, and then nodded mechanically: "Thank you, Professor Zhang, I'll go back and discuss." ”

No matter what Professor Zhang said, Li Ruizhong is now difficult to listen to, and he believes that it is a terminal illness.

''Are you alright?'' Professor Zhang asked with concern.

Li Ruizhong shook his head solemnly, and then walked out of the consultation room a little staggeringly, clenching the pathology report tightly in his hand.

"You go and see, don't let him fall, talk to him."

This kind of thing is a blow to everyone, and as a doctor, Professor Zhang has seen too much of this kind of thing.

Later, Professor Zhang looked at a few more patients, and when it was almost time to get off work, Li Ruizhong had not left, and had been sitting on the bench outside the clinic, with an expressionless face and blank eyes.

The Institute of Surgery does not open an emergency department, so the outpatient clinic will get off work at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, but the outpatient hall is not closed, because there are many long chairs inside, which can be used to stay overnight for some patients who have no money in hotels and hotels, and sleep in the hall at night, the security guards will not only not rush, but also provide cups to them, and the water dispenser in the hall is also free for them to drink, and disposable cups can be obtained at any time, which are the rules formulated by Yang Ping.

"Why haven't you gone back yet, don't worry, you can go to the hematology department or oncology department tomorrow to see this disease, and you can keep looking for me."

Professor Zhang patted Li Ruizhong on the shoulder.

"I want to be quiet here, my home is more than 200 kilometers away from here, and I won't go back for the time being."

Li Ruizhong sighed and said.

"You help open a cheap room in the Nandu Hotel, then buy a boxed lunch for him, take him to rest, I'll give you the money, I'll transfer you five hundred to you first."

Professor Zhang instructed Xiao Lin, a graduate student who followed the patient, to do this.

Li Ruizhong came to see a doctor from other places, and he has been waiting for the pathology report here after seeing the doctor, and he sleeps in the hall every night.

"Thank you, Professor Zhang, how can I let you break the bank, I'll sleep here."

Li Ruizhong held Professor Zhang's hand, and suddenly felt a trace of warmth, and felt a little more comfortable.

"It's okay, I can reimburse, I can reimburse, you go with Xiaolin, get a good night's sleep, come to me tomorrow, and discuss the treatment together, okay?" Professor Zhang's tone was like a homely conversation, and Li Ruizhong seemed to be his relative.

Originally, Li Ruizhong's mind was blank, he didn't know where to go, he didn't know what to do now, he was ignorant, he could only sit on the chair outside the clinic in a daze, but now that Professor Zhang arranged it, he seemed to have a sense of direction.

"Well, Professor Zhang, thank you,"

"Come with me!"

Xiao Lin didn't know how to tell him, so he could only take him to the hotel to rest first, and the man said goodbye to Professor Zhang and followed Xiao Lin to the Sanbo Hotel.

"I'll come to you tomorrow morning to discuss!"

Li Ruizhong turned around and said loudly to Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang waved his hand: "Yes, come to me at eight o'clock, let's solve the matter together, what are you afraid of." ”

Yang Ping met Professor Zhang at the door of the Institute of Surgery, Professor Zhang was calling Xiaolin to explain the matter, and when he saw Yang Ping, he immediately came up to chat.

"Hey, I just saw a patient from the countryside, diffuse large B-cell lymphoma, it's quite pitiful, if the patient is unwilling to go to the oncology department and hematology department, our department can accept it, right?" Professor Zhang said sympathetically.

"Close! We accept all patients. "Yang Ping knew that Professor Zhang was soft-hearted.

"Diffuse large B-cell lymphoma now has a fairly high cure rate."

"yes, so I suggested that he go to the standard treatment right away."

"The best way to do this is with axileucel injection."

"One million two thousand stitches!"