"Sun Chuangui, your condition is much better." Director Kong said to the patient while looking at the film.
The patient smiled.
"Sun Chuangui, if you don't have to spend money for surgery, what would you do?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Sun Chuangui was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm already cured, why do I still need surgery?"
"The lesions are still there, especially the lesions on the right side." Zheng Renzhi said in the film.
"It's okay. Such a big lesion has healed like this. There's nothing to worry about." Sun Chuangui touched his sparse hair and said with a smile.
"Using arsenic trioxide will still cause damage to the body." Zheng Ren advised him.
"Director Kong told me before that there would be side effects of surgery, such as fever, pain, nausea and vomiting. With a tumor as big as mine, Director Kong said I might have a fever for more than half a month."
Sun Chuangui responded to Director Kong's remarks, and what he said was so reasonable that Zheng Ren could not refute it.
"What are you going to do next?" Director Kong asked.
"I then mixed arsenic with buckwheat husks and applied it externally. Now I have gained one extra day of living. I have to be satisfied as a human being." Sun Chuangui said.
Director Kong nodded and did not try to persuade Sun Chuangui to stay for the operation.
He began to take photos and record in detail Sun Chuangui's treatment after returning home.
"Dang Dang Dang~" Someone knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
"Director, it's time to hand over the shift." A nurse said at the door.
"Okay, that's it." Director Kong simply wrote down everything that needed to be recorded, leaving the rest for later sorting out.
Then he stood up, looked at Sun Chuangui, and said, "You have a good attitude. I am very optimistic about your recovery."
Sun Chuangui nodded vigorously excitedly.
Director Kong then opened the cabinet and found that there was not much cash.
Ask Zheng Ren and Su Yun to collect 500 yuan in cash and give it to Sun Chuangui.
"Director, director, you... don't need it." Sun Chuangui was a little surprised.
"You're in trouble, and this time it's not about seeing a doctor, but you're here to give me evidence of the effectiveness of the treatment." Director Kong smiled, forced the money into Sun Chuangui's hand, and said: "Next year, if you still have the heart, Please make another trip. I'll reimburse you for the travel expenses, and you don't have to spend money for the inspection, okay?"
Sun Chuangui nodded vigorously and left happily.
The few of them said nothing and went to hand over their shifts first.
After the ward rounds, each team began to send patients to the stage, and Director Kong called Zheng Ren and Su Yun into his office.
"Boss Zheng, think about how long the patient can live?"
Upon entering the door, Director Kong asked directly without any greetings.
All three of them knew that the patient still needed surgery. For huge liver cancer, the kind that could be touched on the body surface, Sun Chuangui's folk remedy would still be effective.
However, as the tumor becomes smaller and smaller, the drug penetrates and the amount of drug that directly acts on the tumor tissue becomes smaller and smaller, and more of the drug will be absorbed by the normal tissue.
If you continue to use it, the harm will outweigh the benefits.
It's just that Sun Chuangui rejected Boss Zheng's proposal to have surgery without spending money, so the rest depends on fate.
"1-2 years." Zheng Ren gave the answer.
Director Kong nodded, and it took him this long to judge.
But Sun Chuangui, the patient, really didn’t have much to persuade. Three years ago, without surgery, I lived an extra three years. Even when Director Kong met, he was so surprised that he said, "Why are you still alive?"
This should be regarded as a miracle, because Sun Chuangui's "fate" is good.
But even so, signs of chronic arsenic trioxide poisoning could be seen in his body.
Chronic arsenic trioxide poisoning can cause skin damage, hair loss, abdominal pain, diarrhea, jaundice, liver enlargement, and limb numbness and pain, which are common chronic poisoning diseases.
Judging from Sun Chuangui's appearance, there should be some hair loss, the skin damage is not clear, there is no abdominal pain or jaundice, and the liver... itself is swollen.
I didn’t ask about numbness in my limbs, so I don’t know yet.
And his body smelled of bitter almonds, which was the smell of arsenic trioxide.
Zheng Ren just asked, but Sun Chuangui directly denied it, and he did not continue to persuade.
There is nothing to persuade, there is really nothing to persuade.
Various chemotherapy drugs for tumors are essentially poisons.
Tumor intervention, infusing chemotherapy drugs into the patient's tumor, whether it is carboplatin, cisplatin, oxaliplatin or other chemotherapy drugs, is essentially fighting fire with fire.
Sun Chuangui's approach was no different, it was just a different approach.
Infusion chemotherapy has side effects, and external application of arsenic trioxide also has side effects, Zheng Ren knows.
"I hope he can live a little longer." Director Kong said a few words and finally said.
"Um."
His case is peculiar and not representative.
Just like the domestic research conducted more than ten years ago, the drug dosage of arsenic trioxide is difficult to control, and the difference between the curative dose and the lethal dose is subtle, so it has been eliminated from clinical practice.
It was just that Sun Chuangui's treatment effect was really good, so Director Kong recorded the case.
Regardless of whether you can publish a paper or not, you must always leave enough traces in this world.
In evidence-based medicine, Sun Chuangui has become one of the evidences to some extent.
Although there is not enough evidence to prove it, what if someone has the opportunity and the conditions to do it in the future
"Get ready for the operation." Director Kong smiled, put away the paper recording Sun Chuangui's treatment, and sorted it out when he had time in the afternoon.
"Director, are you going to try using arsenic trioxide for infusion chemotherapy?" Su Yun asked with a smile.
"I'm not stupid." Director Kong glanced at him and scolded: "Let's wait until we can find enough volunteers, or when domestic pharmaceutical companies have passed the primitive accumulation stage and are preparing to independently develop new drugs. "
At this point, it is already very clear.
After leaving Director Kong's office, Zheng Ren was going to have surgery, but Su Yun changed clothes and was about to leave.
"When will it be finished?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Your father-in-law will be here for a few days, I guess." Su Yundao said, "Jiang is still very old, and he brought a professional team back to quarrel. He didn't sleep all night last night and has been quarreling until now."
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Zheng Ren didn't understand the business negotiations. He thought there might be a lot of disagreements and disputes. But after arguing for so long... aren't you tired
"They are all adding psychological pressure to the other party. If you can earn back 1% of the equity at this time, it will be a very considerable amount of cash in the future." Su Yundao.
"Why are you still going when Uncle Ning is here?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Study, there is nothing to learn about TIPS surgery. Even the rich people are a little worse than me." Su Yun was slightly proud, "Negotiation requires a lot of knowledge."
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Note: This patient came back for follow-up consultation a few months ago. There is nothing wrong with the overall description, and the benefits and harms of folk remedies are clearly explained. Arsenic trioxide has been used clinically before, and this patient only had a good life and could live a few more years.
It does not have universal significance, your Lordships are aware of this. If necessary, please go to the hospital. Home remedies are strongly not recommended.