"Your tumor is growing too fast. Although she is not as big as other sick children, but the others discovered it late, and she can't be considered a late discovery. This is highly malignant. It's better to do it first Chemotherapy."
"Chemotherapy is required, and surgery is required. After I checked, it was said that this disease must be surgically removed first, otherwise it will be useless."
"The problem is difficult to clean up. It's multiple tumors. The doctor at the Children's Hospital should have advised you in the same way. Chemotherapy first to see the situation, and then surgery. It's no use being anxious."
When Yazhi's father said this, he found that begging was useless, and kneeling probably was useless. The male doctor in front of him was like a piece of ice, which could not be shaken. He only talked about medical problems and did not talk about human feelings.
What kind of relationship does a patient like this talk about? It's useless to talk about pity. At this stage, medicine does not have the ability to save people. It can only follow the diagnosis and treatment procedures step by step.
Teacher Tan is as cold as a mirror in her heart. Xie Wanying knows: for this kind of patient, the patient's family members should not be given too much expectation, otherwise the patient's family members will collapse if the patient dies.
However, Yazhi's father's eyes suddenly turned to her face, looking at the intern sign hanging on her chest, his eyes were hazy, as if he was grabbing at straws in a dream: Whoever it is, even an intern, as long as it helps Him and his daughter.
Xie Wanying, who was stared at by the patient, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she had a plan in her mind, she turned her head to discuss with the teacher: "Teacher Tan, why don't we take the medical records first, go back to the department to discuss and give them an answer."
Slow down the time and give the patient's family members a buffering psychological process.
"Yes, your doctor will take a look at the medical records first!" Yuanyuan's father immediately grasped her words.
What small calculations in his student's mind could not escape his eyes. Tan Kelin curled his lower lip, thinking, the previous education is useless, how about trying this ready-made one
Everyone else was waiting for him to speak, until Yazhi's father swallowed hard.
"Yazhi, thank you, Uncle Doctor!" Yazhi's father taught his daughter to chop first and then play.
Tan Kelin immediately said: "No need."
He is a doctor and his job is to treat people, so there is no need to say thank you every now and then.
"Doctor Tan—" At that moment, Yazhi's father was about to cry.
"Thank you uncle." Yazhi suddenly understood what his father taught, and opened his mouth.
The little girl in front of him was clever enough, Tan Kelin's eyes flickered, and he said to the patient's family: "Leave your daughter's medical records here, and we will take them back to our department for discussion, but the result may not be as good as you thought. "
Seeing that the doctor let go, Yazhi's father picked up his daughter and thanked him repeatedly.
Xie Wanying took a note to write down the contact information of their father and daughter.
Finally saw the last patient.
Grabbing the stethoscope on the table and putting it in his pocket, Tan Kelin glanced at the student who was seriously writing the medical record with his head down, and explained: "There will be a department discussion on Friday afternoon, starting at five o'clock. This is the patient you want to admit, you can do it first." Get ready, make your point at the meeting."
The teacher actually gave her such a rare opportunity, Xie Wanying nodded happily: "Yes, teacher."
She really said "yes". Obviously, the education on the weekend did not make her afraid of suspending contact with high-risk patients. Tan Kelin frowned tightly, and in his misty black eyes, it was almost raining. There seemed to be a sigh of cold air on his lips, and he said seriously: "When you express your opinions at the meeting, remember that you are a doctor, and academic discussions cannot contain personal feelings."
"Understood, teacher." Xie Wanying remembered the teacher's words.