Before Zhuang Yi could answer, there was a sudden "bang" downstairs, and the swing door was knocked open, and then bounced back with a "bang". Just as the door was opening and closing, a pair of slippers slipped through the crack of the door and flew towards them.
Xun Yuming watched helplessly, but neither avoided nor evaded, and was still in a daze. His hand-brain coordination is quite good, and his reaction is quick and quick during the operation, but when it involves the whole body movement, he is immediately clumsy like a disabled person.
Someone pulled his arm, and he staggered. Before he could react, he had already jumped behind the door. Xun Yuming turned his head, and Zhuang Yi jumped down the stairs at some point, standing beside him, with a tall figure covering him. Xun Yuming felt relieved, and couldn't help looking into his eyes.
Seeing him looking at him, Zhuang Yi gave a soft "hum" and held his arm.
Several family members in the hall outside were arguing with the nurses. One of them saw Xun Yuming, stared bull-eyed, and rushed towards him with a loud shout: "It's him, it's him!"
Xun Yuming was startled, turned around and wanted to run, but his left foot stepped on the lace of his right shoe, and almost flew out along the stairs. Fortunately, Zhuang Yi had quick eyesight and quick hands, he held him with one hand, and pushed against the spring door with the other.
"Bang!" The man slammed on the door.
Dean Chen flew over and greeted the family member with a warm greeting: "Oh, why didn't you be careful? Are you okay?"
"...Your hospital refuses to save you, and dare to beat people?!"
"We want to sue you, wait for the lawsuit!"
"Why can't my mother be operated on? There is no cure. Why should she be discharged from the hospital?"
…
The troublemaker's family members were aggressive, and Xun Yuming stood behind the door, unable to refute a single word. His mouth was already stupid, and his tongue got stuck when he quarreled. The dean hurriedly interrupted, and after some mediation, he took the family members to the meeting room.
There was nothing but the two of them left in the hall.
Xun Yuming tied his shoelaces, stood up and said, "Thank you just now."
"I'm afraid I'll hit Dean Chen." Zhuang Yi didn't even look at him.
"Thank you, too." I knew that he was not trying to save himself, what was he capable of, how could he dare to ask Zhuang Yi to save him now.
Xun Yuming was choked, paused for three seconds, and asked again: "I was downstairs just now, and I heard Dean Chen say that your hand... isn't healed yet? Why don't you go to the consulting room and I'll take a look for you?"
He originally wanted to get off work directly, but the troublemaker just now was his patient's family. Although Dean Chen went to negotiate in person, he still wanted to stay and wait for the negotiation result. Left and right are idle now, just in time to show Zhuang Yi his hands.
Seeing him suddenly just now, Xun Yuming was full of surprise and panic, arguing with him for a while, getting into trouble with the doctor for a while, his mind was in chaos, and he didn't realize what was going on at all.
Now that the stairwell was empty and no one was there, he finally raised his eyes and looked carefully at the long-lost eyebrows of the other party. Zhuang Yi's demeanor is still the same, his handsome appearance has not changed at all, but his face is still the same face, but the person is no longer that person.
Back then, he was heroic on the sports field, representing the school in the college student league, under the spotlight, many people cheered for him. But he cast all his gentle smiles on himself who was reading his schoolbag on the sidelines.
But today, he didn't even give a glance.
Xun Yuming only felt strange, and a sense of desolation came out of nowhere.
"What are you looking at me for?" Zhuang Yi glanced at him, and pushed the door open to leave. "I won't give up the money."
"Didn't you just say that you can let it go, as long as you agree to one condition?" Xun Yuming stopped him: "What kind of condition do you want? As long as I can do it. And your hand... I haven't seen it yet!"
Zhuang Yi turned around, looked at him and said, "I'll never see you for a doctor, look for a doctor." After speaking, he strode away without telling him what the condition was.
Xun Yuming went upstairs resentfully, but he couldn't leave yet. During the waiting time, he went to the nurse's station and asked about the condition of the patient who had the surgery yesterday.
When he was leaving, the head nurse called him: "Doctor Xun, Dean Chen said that there is a patient, please take a look at it yourself." As he said, he handed over the medical record, "It's a female patient, and it was seen by Dr. Xiaosun before. She came here After I got it, I often had headaches and nausea, and I always smelled the smell of burnt rice. I asked her nanny, but the nanny said that she didn’t cook at all. Dr. Sun said it might be a phantom smell, so she asked her to have an X-ray.”
Xun Yuming took out the rimless glasses in his white coat and looked through the medical records. It didn't seem to be a difficult disease. He didn't understand why the dean had to appoint him to see it. "Where is the patient now?"
"The VIP ward on the sixteenth floor is already hospitalized." The head nurse continued, "She had a new MRI and skull plain film last night, and I just wanted to get the results."
"Then I'll go, anyway, I'm fine after get off work now." Xun Yuming smiled at her, carried the case to the imaging department to get the test results, looked at the medical history with his head down all the way, and took the elevator to Shiliu building.
As soon as the elevator door opened, a peaceful atmosphere suddenly flooded over. Probably the high-level officials and the VIP wards are on this floor, so although there are many people queuing up to visit, they are all well-behaved, and there is not even a single person panting loudly.
As soon as Xun Yuming entered the door, the little nurse who was sitting and writing the shift report threw down her pen and came up to him: "Doctor Xun, why are you here?"
"I've come to see a patient." Xun Yuming hadn't been here a few times, and he was still not familiar with the winding corridors here, so he felt dizzy when he came to the glass door. "Do you know where 1612 is?"
"Here, I'll take you there." The little nurse was at Xianyan's age, smiling like a flower, and personally led the way to the door of ward 1612.
Xun Yuming thanked him, knocked on the door, and heard a female voice say "Please come in", pushed the door open and entered. "Hello, I'm Doctor Xun from Shenwai, Dean Chen asked me to come to you..."
The ward is a suite, with a big bed in the middle, and a young aunt is leaning on the bed and peeling apples. A jade bracelet hung on her snow-white wrist, and as she moved, it swayed and hit the handle of the fruit knife, making a crisp "ding ding" sound.
On the sackcloth sofa next to the bed, sitting impressively was the person who just said that he would never let him see a doctor.
"Why are you?" Zhuang Yi couldn't help being startled when he saw him.
"Dean Chen asked me to come here." Xun Yuming glanced at the woman on the bed, unavoidably complacent, and thought to himself: "You told me you wouldn't let me see a doctor, how could I rush over here to find myself uncomfortable?" Looking at the medical records, he muttered: "See Ms. Qin... Xueyan."
"I'm Qin Xueyan." The woman peeling the apple put down her knife and said with a smile, "This is my son. Oh, look, the young man looks really good now, even better than the one in the movie."
Xun Yuming smiled, took out the film in the plastic bag, looked at it and said, "Auntie, your test result is out, it's not a big problem, don't worry."
"I'm relieved when you say that." Qin Xueyan was relieved, smiled and handed the apple to his son, and said angrily, "I've already said it's nothing. It's your sister and your father who insisted on calling me to the hospital. Xixi."
Zhuang Yi was helpless, sighed, and asked: "...how did it turn out, what is the disease?"
Xun Yuming handed him the film and said: "On the plain film of the skull, the intracranial pressure increased, the meningeal artery groove also showed signs of widening, and there was a little calcification. It should be a meningioma. This problem is not serious. An operation will solve the problem." it is good."
"Meningioma?" Qin Xueyan was taken aback by his series of medical terms, and understood the word "meningioma" after hearing it, "Didn't you say it's okay, doctor?"
"It's okay, auntie, don't be afraid." Xun Yuming hurriedly explained, "Meningiomas are generally benign tumors, and their growth rate is very slow. Many people even live with tumors, and they will be fine for the rest of their lives."
"Can we treat conservatively, or do radiotherapy?" Zhuang Yi walked to the bed, put one hand on his mother's shoulder, and patted it lightly, "Surgery is risky after all, my mother is timid."
Qin Xueyan also nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, we treat conservatively, conservatively treat!"
"Auntie is like this, listen to me." Xun Yuming stepped forward, put on his most kind smile, and patiently explained: "Your tumor is not big, but the location of the growth is a bit bad, near the olfactory ditch. Although it is a benign tumor, it is still growing after all. It is still small now, and you are less than 60, relatively young, so it is easier to remove and the risk is less.”
"If it grows up in the future, it is likely to compress the nerves and the bottom of the frontal lobe, which will affect your life. When you have surgery, one is that when you are older, all aspects of your body, including your heart and blood pressure, will be affected. It is not as good as the current situation, and the risk will increase; the second is that it is more difficult to remove, and it may damage other brain nerves, so the consequences are hard to say."
"You see that you have already experienced the symptoms of phantom smell—that is, as you said before, you always smell like burnt rice. If it develops further, it will affect you more seriously. So my suggestion Yes, while it’s still early, it’s good to have an operation to remove it, so as not to delay and cause more trouble.”
Qin Xueyan held his son's arm with both hands, raised his head and said, "No wonder I always smell women's perfume on your father. He always said that he was wronged, and it's up to me to think wildly. It seems that I really wronged him."
Zhuang Yi rubbed the bridge of his nose, shook his head and said with a smile: "Now you can't say 'Lai', right? My dad is really wronged."
"Then I really have to have an operation?" Qin Xueyan glanced at Xun Yuming, and saw that he was tall, thin and fair, and looked much younger than her son. it's OK?"
"I—" Xun Yuming opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Zhuang Yi said: "Mom, he used to be a college classmate with me, and he also graduated from Stanford. He just won an international award, and now he is the most famous neurosurgery expert. Old Chen really likes him, and he invited him back to China after several times. What else is there to be afraid of?"
Qin Xueyan nodded uneasily: "Old Chen is flattering... that should be okay." He raised his eyes to look at Xun Yuming, "Then please doctor, you must do a good job, I'm so afraid of death!"
"You're welcome, auntie. Take it easy during this time and don't put too much pressure on yourself." Xun Yuming picked up the medical records on the table and said with a smile, "That's fine, you can rest, I have to leave beforehand."
He walked out of the ward, took a long breath, and saw that it was almost eight o'clock, and he hadn't eaten yesterday's dinner.
Xun Yuming remembered that there were still two energy bars in the drawer of his office, so he walked down the corridor to his office in the administrative building. Just turned around the stairs, only to hear the low voice of conversation coming from inside.
"... Tch, what a big deal to win an award! Do you know how he got that award?"
"How did you get it?"