The woman's name was Yu Yunxia, 28 years old. She came to Sea City to work as a kindergarten teacher.
Half a year ago, during a physical examination, a space-occupying lesion was found in her liver. She came to Sea City General Hospital for a detailed examination and was diagnosed with liver cancer, requiring surgery.
Yu Yunxia came from the countryside and did not have much money. She had to donate 500 yuan from her meager monthly income to her family and save money for her brother's betrothal gifts.
Most patients in Sea City would not choose to have surgery in Sea City after learning that they had liver cancer.
It was not far to the Imperial Capital, and the medical standards were higher there. The key was to go to the Imperial Capital for treatment. As long as they could stay in the hospital, not many people would care about the cost.
However, Yu Yunxia could barely pay for the medical fees in Sea City, and this was her "private savings" that she had accumulated over the years.
After telling her husband about the situation, she did not see him for two days. No one even signed the preoperative documents.
The doctor urged her repeatedly, and Yu Yunxia was on the verge of a breakdown.
Two days later, her husband finally came, but he did not bring warmth and care. Instead, he brought a divorce agreement.
The critical blow almost made her collapse.
In the end, she managed to pull through. Her recovery was very slow, and she had to work again before she was fully recovered.
Because she had cancer, it was impossible for her to be a kindergarten teacher.
The principal said that if any parents knew that their child's teacher had liver cancer and still had contact with their child every day, they would probably cause a scene.
She had no choice but to do what she could.
However, fate did not end its malice toward her. In her life, there was no poetry or distance. The truth was, fate would kill her no matter how far she was.
A few months later, the doctor regretfully told her that the liver cancer had recurred after surgery.
The news was like a bolt from the blue, and she was in despair. She could no longer do surgery, so she could only go to the oncology department for chemotherapy.
There were no first-line or second-line chemotherapy drugs for liver cancer, so she could only do gastrointestinal chemotherapy.
The effect … was very limited, but there was no other way.
Even if she used the most basic chemotherapy drugs with the highest side effects, Yu Yunxia could only afford one treatment, and then dragged her cancerous body around the city.
She earned money for food, and the rest was saved to buy the relatively cheap Capecitabine. She knew that Capecitabine was a chemotherapy drug for the large intestine and had little effect on the liver.
However, she had no other choice.
This was close to madness, the desire to survive before death.
In any case, Yu Yunxia definitely couldn't afford the targeted medicine. First, it was too expensive, and second, Yu Yunxia didn't believe in it at all.
She had her own basic judgment. Traditional Chinese Medicine was all about looking, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse. How could a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner who did not even know how to feel a pulse prescribe a life-saving prescription?
This time, she was at the end of her rope.
Her increasingly fatigued body couldn't support her to do more work. She couldn't even afford the cheapest Capecitabine, which was imported from Xeloda, anymore.
His family was still asking for money. His brother had found a girlfriend, and the betrothal gift was one hundred and twenty thousand.
The last time they talked on the phone, Yu Yunxia's mother nagged that she had raised her daughter for nothing and that she was useless.
She hung up the phone and said goodbye to the oncologist who had been taking care of her with a smile. She walked to the corridor, opened the window, and sat down.
He was ready to enjoy the last moments of his life. The sky was very dark and the wind was very strong. The snowflakes that hit his face hurt a little.
The human world was really not worth it.
This was everything that Su Yun had said about Yu Yunxia.
Zheng Ren listened as he ate and did not interrupt.
The young nurse on the side listened with tears in her eyes. Although she had seen many similar situations in the hospital, every time it happened, it would make people feel different.
"How's the crowdfunding?" the young nurse asked as she wiped her tears.
The first thing that came to mind seemed to be crowdfunding.
"It's useless." Su Yun's eyes narrowed into slits as he looked at Zheng Ren. "There are no effective chemotherapy drugs for liver cancer. Even if you take targeted drugs, the effectiveness is definitely less than ten percent. "
"Then what should we do?" The young nurse was overflowing with compassion, but this level of difficulty was not something she could solve.
Zheng Ren finished his meal in a few bites and started to clean the table.
"Chief Zheng, don't you want to say anything?" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren as if there was a hidden meaning in his words.
"You're especially annoying. If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, leave it at that. It sounds like the climax of a novel, but the next chapter doesn't have any good content," Zheng Ren said.
"Tsk." Su Yun snorted.
"Have you done interventional embolization for liver cancer before?" Zheng Ren asked casually as he picked up the clean lunch box.
"Yes, Professor Pan did it at Concorde Hospital. I was an assistant."
"You know how to do it after seeing it, right?" Zheng Ren's tone was teasing.
"Of course." Su Yun did not seem to understand Zheng Ren's meaning at all. He brushed the black hair in front of his forehead and said matter-of-factly.
The young nurse's eyes sparkled with a simple action and simple words.
After throwing away the trash, Zheng Ren returned to his office and picked up the Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery book, preparing to return to the on-call room to sleep.
"Hey, can you do it or not? Give me an answer." Su Yun asked directly when he saw Zheng Ren's' detestable 'attitude.
He was really a boring person.
"I'll give it a try. It's too late for cancer. Who's confident?" Zheng Ren turned to look at Su Yun and said, "We need an enhanced magnetic resonance imaging to determine the progress of the disease. Also, the cost is a problem. "
"Whether it's me, the Chu sisters, or your scrub nurse, none of us are short of money," Su Yun said coolly.
"If you don't want to solve the problem and want to make a large donation, you can set up your own foundation." Zheng Ren's tone was cold. "Help the needy, not the poor."
Su Yun smiled. Obviously, he understood this principle.
Anyone who had worked in the hospital for three to five years would understand this principle.
Every day, there were patients who did not have enough money to leave the hospital. Who would have that kind of money? The hospital's annual unpaid hospitalization fees could reach tens of millions or even hundreds of millions. Who could afford this kind of money?
"Develop a new technology." Su Yun had clearly thought of everything and followed Zheng Ren's words.
"Yes, but the problem is that my medical qualification doesn't cover interventional surgery. Emergency treatment is barely acceptable, but if the patient really sues me, I'm guessing my medical license will be revoked. "
The young nurse could not understand what Zheng Ren and Su Yun were talking about.
In the late stage of liver cancer, other than taking expensive targeted drugs, the best and most effective treatment was interventional surgery.
Once the liver cancer was located, chemotherapy drugs, iodized oil, and embolization of the blood vessels to achieve the goal of treating the tumor.
Alternatively, radiofrequency ablation could be used to "burn" the tumor tissue to death.
This was the method Zheng Ren and Su Yun were discussing. Crowdfunding was definitely not enough. It also depended on her sensitivity to interventional surgery. If the effect was good, it could extend her life by three to five years.
As for the cost, this was a liver cancer interventional surgery that no one in Sea City had done recently. It could be considered a new project.
The hospital would waive part of the medical fees for the new project.
Su Yun followed Zheng Ren back to the on-call room. The young nurse's resentful gaze made Zheng Ren's heart skip a beat.
"Why are you following me?"
"I'm your surgical assistant. The road is slippery today. If there's an emergency at night, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back, so I'll stay here for the night," Su Yun answered matter-of-factly.
"I don't need an assistant during surgery." Zheng Ren was helpless.
"Okay, next time I'll lay out the sheet in advance. You can leave the suturing after the abdominal closure to me. I won't let you down."
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