Chapter 653: Choosing a Name (Three Changes, Three Thousand Words)
The child didn't seem to have a name yet, and the old man had no culture and didn't know how to choose a name, so he put the idea of choosing a name on Liu Shanshan: "Doctor, can you help the child choose a name?" β
"Ah-" Liu Shanshan obviously didn't expect the old man to make such a request, she shook her head violently: "No, no, I won't choose a name." Otherwise, go to the vice president, she will definitely be able to take a good name. β
Liu Shanshan is as confident as a mystery to Lu Qian.
The more she thought about it, the more feasible she felt, so she pulled the old man and left.
Before the person arrives, the sound side arrives first.
"Vice President, Vice President......"
There was no one in the office.
Liu Shanshan was about to leave, when a voice came from inside: "Don't make noise, I'm checking the patient's body." β
Lu Qian's office is different from other doctors' offices.
A table was set up outside to diagnose patients.
The back is separated by a board.
There was an operating table and some tools for examining gynecology.
Lu Qian was examining the patient's gynecology at this time.
She pressed the patient's stomach: "Does it hurt?" β
"Pain, pain, painβdoctor, tap." The patient gritted his teeth in pain, his facial features wrinkled together, his hands clenched into fists, and tears fell onto the bed.
Lu Qian asked the patient to bend her feet and check for tumors inside.
"Ahh The woman's feet trembled and her teeth rattled.
After the examination, Lu Qian took off the disposable gloves and threw them in the trash: "There is a tumor in it, I don't know if it is malignant or benign, if it is benign, just remove the tumor, if it is malignant, it is more troublesome to treat." β
When the woman heard this, she burst into tears, she was only twenty-two this year, and she didn't even have a boyfriend, so why did there be a tumor in that place.
She couldn't take it!
Lu Qian walked out of the examination room and her eyes fell on Liu Shanshan: "Looking for me?" β
Liu Shanshan pointed to the old man beside her: "She wants you to name that child." β
Lu Qian looked at the old man.
The old man immediately said: "Vice president, I don't have any culture, and I can't get a good name." Please help me come up with a name for my child! β
Lu Qian sat on a chair and took a pen and wrote a few words on the paper.
Then he looked up at the old man: "What's your surname?" β
The old man's cloudy eyes rolled for a moment, and he told Lu Qian his thoughts: "That child's parents don't want him anymore, and I don't want to take his father's surname." Vice President, just use my last name. My surname is Fan. β
Lu Qian wrote two more words on the paper: "Let's call it Fan Xiang." Flying Xiang. β
Aunt Fan looked excited, and the name of the cultural person was so good: "Thank you, thank you-"
At this time, the quietest was Liu Shanshan, because her attention was all on the woman behind her at this time, she lay on the table and asked in a low voice: "That woman has a tumor on her body?" β
Lu Qian raised her eyes and looked at her: "Why are you asking so much?" β
Liu Shanshan scratched her head: "I just think she's too young." β
Lu Qian asked rhetorically: "Do you still pick age when you are sick?" β
Liu Shanshan shook her head in a daze.
The woman walked out trembling slightly, the crystal tears were like cutting silk, dripping down her face, her lips kept shaking, and her voice was grief-stricken: "Doctor, doctor, will I die?" β
Lu Qian said truthfully: "If it is malignant, it must be treated immediately, if it is benign, I feel that it does not need to be treated, and it will also change from benign and malignant, which is equally dangerous." In other words, whether it is benign or malignant, it must be treated. β
The woman's name is Wen Fei, she is twenty-two this year, she has just graduated from college, and she will join the work in a few days.
During this time, the lower part of the stomach is very uncomfortable, and occasionally there are bursts of tingling pain.
For peace of mind, she specially came to the hospital for examination, but she didn't expect that there was a big problem with her body.
Wen Fei couldn't figure out how she, a twenty-two-year-old girl, had a tumor in her child's palace.
Isn't this kind of thing only available to women who are married and have given birth to children?
She looked at Lu Qian miserably, her voice hoarse and uncomfortable: "Doctor, how to treat it?" β
She had a smooth life, and when she was twenty-two years old, God played such a big joke on her!
Lu Qian gave advice: "First of all, check whether the tumor is benign or malignant." If it is benign, acupuncture with traditional Chinese medicine will improve after half a month; If it is malignant, it is a big problem, and surgery is required. β
In fact, it is not enough to just have surgery, it must be accompanied by her acupuncture.
Wen Fei almost fainted on the ground when she heard that she was going to have surgery, she clung to the edge of the table and steadied herself: "I...... I haven't even talked about the subject, how can I operate on that thing, no, no. β
Lu Qian looked at the woman expressionlessly: "The most important thing for you now is to check whether it is benign or malignant, instead of guessing here." Want to check? β
Wen Fei looked at Lu Qian in a trance, and said for a long time, "I...... I'll check it first. β
Lu Qian took the pen and opened the list.
Wen Fei took the list and walked out of the consultation room with unsteady steps.
Aunt Fan saw that the clinic was coming again, and the patient slowly walked out.
She caught up with Wen Fei: "Girl, girl, I have a few words I want to talk to you. β
Just now in the consultation room, Wen Fei only cared about being sad and sad, and ignored the other two except Lu Qian.
She looked at Aunt Fan who had caught up, reached out to wipe the tears from her face, and asked hoarsely, "Do you know me?" β
Aunt Fan nodded, with a kind smile on her face: "I just saw you in the vice president's office." Girl, what I want to say is that there is no need to be afraid, whether it is benign or malignant. The vice president is very powerful, with her, you will be fine. β
"What you have to do now is put your mindset right. Anyway, it's already like this, no matter how annoying it is, it's useless, you can only accept it calmly. β
Wen Fei was very surprised, this simple-looking old man spoke with reason, and he listened very well: "The vice president you are talking about is Dr. Lu." β
Lu Qian's work card has her name on it.
Aunt Fan nodded: "Yes!" Dr. Lu is really powerful, not only has a benevolent heart, but also has good medical skills. She was only eighteen years old when she took the position of vice president. I heard that there is no president in the hospital now, and only the vice president is the largest at present. β
Wen Fei sniffed: "You know a lot. β
The eighteen-year-old vice president, if she said that she sat on it by her ability, she wouldn't believe it!
But what kind of culture is she?
Aunt Fan told her about Fan Xiang's situation: "My grandson, when he was born, his intestines were outside his stomach, and I went to several hospitals, but no one dared to pick it up. In the end, with the attitude of giving it a try, I came to the last hospital, but I didn't expect to be really saved by Dr. Lu. β
"You don't know how dangerous the situation was. The kid was only breathing a little, and I couldn't feel it anyway, Dr. Lu said, two minutes late, the gods couldn't save him......"
Aunt Fan said a lot, and Wen Fei forgot about her illness for a while and listened to it with relish.
It wasn't until Aunt Fan's voice ended that she spoke up: "So, she's really amazing!" β
Aunt Fan nodded, and raised the paper in her hand, on which was the name that Lu Qian gave to the child: "Well, the vice president is very powerful." Girl, I'll go first. β
The hospital arranged a dormitory for her.
She was going to see her and Fan Xiang's future home.
The dormitory area is not large, only about 20 square meters.
It's one-in.
There is a table in the front, and a bed and wardrobe in the back.
The wardrobe is old, and the paint is gone.
But these are not important, for Aunt Fan, having a place to live is already very happy.
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The results of the examination came back and the tumor was malignant.
Wen Fei cried again, her eyes were red and swollen, her hands covered her face, and her voice was choked and hoarse: "What should I do, doctor, what should I do?" β
Lu Qian carefully looked at the checklist: "Crying can't solve the problem." A bad mood can also affect the condition. β
As soon as these words came out, Wen Fei immediately stopped crying, her eyes were red, and she looked at Lu Qian stupidly: "Doctor Lu, will I die?" β
Lu Qian is determined; "No, it won't. Don't worry about that. β
Wen Fei asked again: "That...... Will it affect pregnancy after that? β
I knew it would be like this, and I should have found one when I was eighteen.
Wen Fei beat her chest and regretted not being at the beginning.
Lu Qian did not give a standard answer: "If the recovery is good, it will not be affected." It mainly depends on how the patient cooperates with the doctor. β
Wen Fei patted his chest: "I will definitely cooperate with you." β
In fact, before the results came out, Wen Fei had found other doctors, but they didn't accept it at all, and directly recommended her to the vice president.
She was afraid that these people were trusted, so she went to other hospitals to find doctors, but they didn't accept them, and asked her to wait for death at home.
If it weren't for Lu Qian's words that she could be cured, she might have been by those doctors.
There is a comparison, and I know how good the person in front of me is.
Lu Qian asked Wen Fei to sit opposite, and said seriously: "You don't have to be too stressed. This kind of tumor sounds terrible, but as long as you cooperate well, there will be no problem. β
Wen Fei nodded tearfully: "I will cooperate well." Dr. Luk, what am I going to do next? β
Lu Qian took a pen and wrote down some precautions: "These are all things to pay attention to." Also, you have to tell your parents about your illness. β
This illness is too difficult to talk about, Wen Fei really doesn't want to tell her parents, she looks at Lu Qian pleadingly: "Do you have to tell them?" β
Lu Qian nodded invisibly: "In the process of treatment, you need your parents to take good care of you, if you don't tell them, who will take care of you?" β
Wen Fei closed her eyes in pain, and it took a long time to make a decision: "Okay." I'll go back today and tell them about the tumor. β
Lu Qian: "The medicine you took was specially made for you by me, so it will take a week to get the medicine." Come back in a week! β
Wen Fei couldn't help but worry: "There's still a week!" What if the tumor grows larger again within a week? β
Lu Qian looked at Wen Fei, who was full of sorrow, and laughed: "Don't worry." I'm going to give you an acupuncture session today. β
Wen Fei didn't know what Lu Qian was laughing at: "Can acupuncture be managed for a week at a time?" β
"Ten days is not a problem. In these ten days, your stomach will no longer hurt. However, if it is a menstrual event, it is a different matter. β
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(End of chapter)