Cold people, thank you for once belittling me to make me more wonderful life

The patient in bed 16 was fourteen years old, female, diagnosed with AML-M3, a form of acute myeloid leukemia. The girl was very thin, maybe she was once not so thin, not a pretty girl, but had deep eyes. She said softly, even timidly, "I hurt all over. It's like ...... it's the inside of my flesh that hurts like something has rolled over it." Her mother, with an even more timid expression on the sidelines, seemed to be about to say something humiliating: "She was in so much pain last night she couldn't sleep ......" He didn't watch the faces of the mother and daughter, turned faintly behind him and asked one of the trainee doctors:" The treatment plan given to her is arsenious acid combined with retinoic acid for 45 days, after 45 days primitive cells 50%, perform standard TA protocol chemotherapy. The second day of chemotherapy started with Reba, tell me, why does she have bone pain?" The intern bit her lower lip, turned over the medical records in her hand, and said bottom, "Because ...... since the primitive cells are still 50% after treatment, the Rui Bai will stimulate, the growth of white blood cells, so it increases the pressure in the bone marrow, causing - -pain." He nodded, "Good." Then he looked at the girl's mother: "So it doesn't matter, it's not an aggravation, it's a drug reaction. This medicine we don't need today, it won't hurt anymore." "Okay, okay," the mother nodded vigorously, "Doctor, can we use a better medicine? We are willing to use more expensive ones as long as she doesn't hurt anymore ......" He interrupted her without a second thought, "It's not a question of whether it's expensive or not." He always felt as if he would never learn to face their such and such longings calmly - so ignorant, and so eager.

"But Mr. Chen," one of the graduate students asked him, "it's been 45 days since the treatment, and by definition, the primitive cells shouldn't still be 50% ......" The mother redirected her deadly stare at He knew that the three words "should not" easily gripped her heart. He asked one of the residents, who had just finished his night shift and had dark circles under his eyes, "Does she have a granular deficiency now?" "No." "What about platelets?" "Ten thousand." He was silent for a few seconds he was more disgusted than anyone with the silent self in this situation, then he said, "Suspend the chemotherapy." "Dr. Chen?" The resident looked at him in surprise. "Suspend chemotherapy and give her platelet transfusions. Then re-do a genetic test, and additionally test for ETO." "You mean-" "It's possible she's not M3, but M2 type b. " "But - the diagnosis of M3 was given by Director Ye in the first place." He quietly looked at the cowardly goods and said, "Then make the test again in the afternoon, and when Director Ye comes later, I'll go talk to him." "Okay." The other side was relieved.

"Doctor, wait," the mother called out to him as they were leaving the ward, "we have a family friend who knows an old Chinese doctor, can you give the child some Chinese medicine?" Feeling that his patience had once again been successfully pushed to the breaking point, he said, "Yes, but that's not scientific."

Tian Yang smiled right then and walked up and said to her quietly, "Don't worry about it, Dr. Chen is very responsible, as you can see, he is checking your daughter to......" She lowered her voice deliberately, but he could still hear it vaguely. "The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public. You must believe him."

He turned back to Tian Yang and smiled faintly. He knew that at this moment, two or three more bored guys were going to exchange excited glances.

They always said that Dr. Chen would only smile at the head nurse alone.

That's because the head nurse is ten times smarter than all of you put together.

"Where is the person in bed 25?" He closed the folder in his hand and asked coldly.

"Discharged." Dr. Xue answered him, "The family ran out of money and said they were not going to treat him. Alas, that child's condition was the most promising, but now - in less than three months, in all probability, he will die of intracranial hemorrhage." Dr. Xue's expression was sympathetic.

"I see." He replied.

"25 bed just discharged, 30 bed also said the family does not want to burden, not to cure, 7 bed that still a few days short of the birthday of the child also died, and 19 bed is getting worse and worse, today set off to Beijing to see a specialist ......" between the words, Xue doctor as if to again sigh.

"So today's check-up happens to end a little earlier. It's not a bad thing." He interrupted Dr. Xue briefly, "Don't you forget that at 10:30, Director Ye wants us both to go over to the medical school and consult with a patient."

"What's the situation?"

"Some people think it's MDS, some think it's not." He frowned, "You didn't read the information?"

"With you around, I'm not afraid of anything." Dr. Xue smiled easily, "By the way, if you go to the medical school, it happens to be in the College Road area - by the way, go to that cafe and sneak a peek at the woman who is going on a blind date with you. My mother also thinks that the kind of nightclub origin of the woman introduced to you is not reliable, but her relatives and my mother is a friend, my mother does not want to refute the face of others, so I had to take the lead in this line. I heard that is a big beauty, the look is also good ...... in fact, is that I want to see."

He was not interested in continuing the conversation, Dr. Xue was exactly the kind of person he could not trust - they were born to be relaxed and pleasant. So he said, "Director Ye should be here, I have something to see him."

"Be polite when you tell Director Ye that you want to re-do the examination, don't piss him off-" Dr. Xue added as he watched his back, but the tone he used was one of cynicism.

The old dean, who had been kind to him, died last fall. During the farewell ceremony, he bowed deeply while unconsciously glancing at the piles of flower baskets at the side of the venue. There was a bouquet in there that he had sent, and he was grateful to Tian Yang for reminding him at the last minute that he hadn't bought flowers yet. When the ceremony was over, he didn't wait to exit like the crowd around him. Tian Yang walked up to him amidst that slight hustle and bustle and smiled, "The lilies I chose, not bad, right?"

"Oh, so that kind of flower is a lily." It dawned on him.

"Are you done moving?" She asked him.

"Well, it was quick, I didn't have much besides the books." He looked as if nothing had happened, "There's no need to announce the move in this case, is there? Do I have to ask you all to 'warm the pot' for me?"

"What's not to like, a bachelor party, to celebrate your freedom." Tian Yang laughed softly, "Hey, on behalf of the entire ...... Youth Blood Disorders Research Center, can I ask you a question?"

He also smiled, "Ask me how I feel about winning the national award for my paper this year?"

"Asking you ...... isn't about having another woman?" Her smile is all real and believable when she is brewing bad ideas.

"No." He replied, "The two of us aren't the same kind of person, simple as that."

"Eh, Dr. Meng, hello." Tian Yang greeted a man who brushed past, also wearing a dark suit, and then turned his face toward him, "You know him, right? Meng Sen Yan, just transferred to Longcheng last year, in the liver transplant center."

"Of course, I know." He smiled mockingly, "Who hasn't heard of him? He was in a hospital that is one of the best in the country, but his career was ruined because of a woman.

"Dr. Chen," she stared in surprise, "I thought you never cared about gossip."

"People who are that emotions are not fit to be doctors." He concluded.

"You're not fit to be a doctor either," Tian Yang shot back at him, "You have no love at all."

"Compassion is something for you nurses." He joked with her, but his heart was a little uneasy, he sensed that the contempt exposed in his words just now, when he said "so emotional", might have stung her. All of them have vivid memory of Tian Yang's amazing feat a few years ago. It should be four or five years ago, everyone in the office with her wedding invitations discussing how many red packets everyone should pack for the weekend, she walked in with a calm face and said to them: "You, all of you, do not come. I'm not going to get married, I'm sorry."

She had nothing to apologize for, "everyone" should thank her, for quite a long time, and "everyone" has a hard to get tired of the topic. She was in and out of the gossip, and the calmness with which she refused to explain was almost offensive. The most important thing a man should learn is to be accurate, and the most important quality a woman should have is to be brave - something he had always believed.

Late one night, he came out of his office and saw her sitting alone in the hallway, her head hanging as if she was looking hard at her feet in her clean white nurse's shoes, and then she looked up in the light, her eyes gazing at who knows where, and she was crying. The tears surged across her face at an alarming rate, and as she turned her head slightly, they stretched themselves in the air and fell. She went with them serenely, and even when she saw that he had rushed towards her, her hand refused to wipe them away, only to remain gently clenched in a fist beside her body.

"Doctor Chen," she knew he didn't know how to speak, so she spoke first, her voice trembling slightly as if tears were dripping down inside her voice, "the platelets you just asked me to give to bed 2, have been transfused."

"You've always done things very steadily." He said.

She looked at him and smiled, and her tears fell again as the sudden smile tore at her, and she wiped them gently with her long, slender fingers.

"Is it because Deputy Director Su lost his temper with you when you left work just now?" Of course, he knew she wasn't because of that, so he went on by himself, "Don't pay any attention to him, it's completely unreasonable of him."

"It's not that either." She dried her tears and looked at him brightly, "Because there were so many patients, he got confused for a moment. I told him that the child in bed 17 had hemophilia and couldn't have a bone puncture. I shouldn't have said this in front of so many people, so he couldn't get off the stage, he thought a nurse topped him in public I was afraid, that child is Dr. Xue's patient, but Dr. Xue and Director Ye went to a meeting today, I was afraid that the rest of the people didn't think twice, just listened to him and went to have the bone puncture done, something big would happen. "

"Deputy Director Su was originally an idiot who abused the hospital, and his future in the hospital is over, don't even care about him." He paused and suddenly said very hard, "It's not your fault, do you understand? It's not your fault."

She understood. She gave him a knowing look and suddenly sighed long and hard, "Doctor Chen, how do you think that child in bed 17 is so unlucky, with hemophilia and myeloma? I used to think that a person wouldn't have two such bad things happen to him at the same time."

"His blood is so bad." He laughed bitterly.

"Looking at this kid, I ask myself, would it be too ungrateful?"