"Well, I met an old patient." Gao Shaojie leaned forward slightly and said elegantly.
"My neighbor, during a physical examination at the work unit, found a small nodule of about 1cm in his right lung. He asked me to see a X-ray, and I suggested observation for 3 months. After 3 months, the small nodule increased in size, so I recommended that he undergo surgery. "
"The pathology confirmed after surgery was adenocarcinoma. But... small nodules, they are cured after wedge resection." Gao Shaojie said, "It was a little later than now, two weeks before New Year's Day. I can often see it after surgery. He's walking downstairs."
"You didn't scare yourself to death, did you?" Su Yun asked.
"Yeah. A group of their old colleagues all thought he had cancer and were afraid of 'contagion'. They intentionally distanced themselves when playing together, and even obviously avoided him. The patient had no choice but to walk and chat with another person who had cancer. Let’s take pity on each other.”
"Later, during Chinese New Year, I never saw this patient downstairs. Then one day when I came home from get off work, I met his wife carrying a lunch box to deliver meals."
Gao Shaojie tells a "story" in a clear and light way, without too much emotion, just a blank description.
But the words "alienated" and "infected" mentioned make people laugh or cry, but also make them feel at a loss.
"I asked what happened, and his wife said that the retired friend he played with during the Chinese New Year died of cancer. After learning the news, he became bedridden."
"In the end, he did not die because of the advanced stage of the tumor, but because he was bedridden for a long time, suffered from pneumonia and atelectasis. In the end, he died after only half a month."
When Gao Shaojie said this, he sighed.
The patient's situation he mentioned was similar to Bu Ruotian's, but different.
However, the restless mentality of people who are sick, especially those diagnosed with tumors, makes people face the horror of life and death.
This is something that ordinary people can never relate to.
Even if everyone here except Song Ying is a doctor, they can't put themselves in that terrible situation of life and death to feel what the patient is thinking.
The patient Gao Shaojie mentioned that after the death of his "only" friend, his mentality had collapsed, and he was almost actively begging to die.
Bu Ruotian, on the other hand, is "actively" looking for a way out. He may even feel that his fate is ill-fated and absolutely unfair, so he uses the "ridiculous" method of changing his life and identity to escape the horror of life and death.
Although it looked funny, no one could laugh. This topic is a bit heavy and makes everyone breathless.
"I have another patient." Gao Shaojie seemed a little depressed. In terms of clinical experience, even Zheng Ren couldn't keep up with him. After decades of accumulation and meeting thousands of patients, similar gossips are readily available.
He continued: "When he came to see a doctor here, he was diagnosed with liver cancer. There was a 7×8cm space in the right lobe of the liver. At that time, he told me that his son was still in his third year of college. Can he survive until his son goes to college? graduate."
"I can't guarantee it, I just say I'll do my best. After 12 interventional surgeries, the tumor was never completely under control. If Boss Zheng were here, I guess he could live a little longer, and he might even recover."
Zheng Ren shook his head, can he cure tumors? Lao Gao praises himself too highly. People always need to be self-aware, and Zheng Ren knew this.
"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Gao." Su Yun said disdainfully, "If the boss can cure tumors, why worry about the Nobel Prize? The selection committee came to the imperial capital to beg to receive the award, but the boss kicked them aside calmly. .”
Gao Shaojie smiled.
"By then, no one who can cure tumors will win the Nobel Prize. I'm afraid this prize will also come to an end." Su Yundao.
"I think if Boss Zheng were to perform the surgery, the patient could still live as long as possible." Gao Shaojie revised his opinion.
"Well, that's pretty much it. Just keep talking."
"Later, after holding on for two years, he told me again that his son had graduated from undergraduate school and was studying for graduate school. Could he wait until he graduates from graduate school?"
"Three years later, he asked me that my child had found a job in a big company in Pengcheng. He and his wife had saved up half their life's money and were preparing to buy a house for their child and pay a down payment. He wanted to watch his child get married and let me I must help.”
"Another year and a half later, his son got married. He came back for surgery and told me that he wanted to have a grandson."
Gao Shaojie spoke calmly about a patient's ever-expanding thoughts and requirements.
Doctors can only use their own technical level to do this as much as possible.
But whether it can be done, let alone Gao Shaojie, even Zheng Ren is not completely sure.
Just like Su Yun said, if we are sure, the Nobel Prize judges will come to the imperial capital to beg for the award.
A new way to treat cancer has emerged. If you still can't win the Nobel Prize, this award will have no convincing power.
"How long will he last?" Su Yun asked.
Every story has an end, and so does everyone.
"Three months before his daughter-in-law gave birth to the baby." Gao Shaojie said with some regret.
"You are very powerful, Lao Gao." Su Yun praised, "It took seven or eight years to treat such a big tumor."
Gao Shaojie didn't speak, just shook his head.
"The patient that Teacher Gao mentioned must have something in mind." Lin Yuan heard the essence of the problem.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, "If you have thoughts in your heart, you can survive more or less a while. No matter what, it will last longer than those who don't have thoughts."
"Boss, I don't agree with your use of the word endure." Su Yun started to argue out of habit.
"That's right, live happily and love the world of mortals? How about you add some more gorgeous words?"
"Hey." Su Yundao said, "Does this kind of thing like Bu Ruotian count?"
"It shouldn't count. I think he has a too strong personality and doesn't have a deep love for his family. What he loves most is himself." Gao Shaojie said, "Only in this case can something like this happen. thing."
"I hope psychological counseling will work. But boss, do you think split personality really exists?" Su Yun asked.
"It should exist, but it's too difficult to encounter." Zheng Rendao, "This is still controversial in the academic community. Some people firmly refuse to admit the diagnosis of split personality."
"I have seen similar records. It is said that in the history of medicine, a total of 26 people have been determined to have split personality."
"Why do I remember it was 27?" Zheng Ren frowned.
"26!"
"27!"
Gao Shaojie stared blankly at Zheng Ren and Su Yun like children, holding on for a number.
Maybe this is also a way to relieve stress
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Note: These two cases are also my patients. The second one, Lao Li, is a particularly interesting person. Patients with liver disease have hot tempers. He is nicknamed Black Bear, has big muscles and a round waist, and is particularly judgmental. When there were quarrels among the patients in the ward, he would always be the one to judge and say who was right and who was wrong.
Unfortunately, it's just a little bit off.