However, every time she saw the child's young face, she could not bear to do it.
If she died, then so be it. The child was still young …
She worked, earned money, and spent every penny in half. After a long time, she finally had a little bit of savings and brought her child to the Imperial Capital.
She was even prepared. If the doctors in the Imperial Capital said that it was not possible, then they would leave together. Staying in this world was also a form of suffering.
It was said that life was bitter, but when she saw the smiles on the faces of the people on the streets and alleys every day, she was puzzled. Why was her life so bitter?
Seeing a doctor in her hometown only cost money.
Seeing a doctor in the Provincial Capital cost money and time.
However, seeing a doctor in the Imperial Capital was simply fatal.
After wandering outside for a long time, she also learned some skills. She definitely could not afford a scalper.
She begged others to pity her, but who would not pity those who came to the Imperial Capital to see a doctor?
She observed for a few days and knew that she had to queue up the first day to register. Therefore, with her shabby luggage and son, she finally registered for a specialist.
As for the department, it did not matter.
She felt that all the doctors should be able to see it. Anyway, no matter what, she had to see it as soon as possible. There had to be a result whether it worked or not.
However, her bad luck seemed to have finally disappeared after she came to the Imperial Capital. She had casually registered and actually met Professor Yang. After Professor Yang gave a suspected diagnosis at the first moment, he did not hesitate to enter the ward, arrange for a check-up, and look for Zheng Ren to take a look.
She did not know any of this.
She only knew that the child seemed to have been hospitalized for a very short time, unlike others who had to wait for a month or two.
Life would always get better, she thought in her heart.
The down jacket wrapped around the child's body had already begun to flutter. After using scotch tape to tape the hole, she took out a fruit knife from her tattered duffel bag and began to peel an apple for her son.
The apple was thrown away by the people in the nearby market. It was a little rotten, but she picked out the slightly better ones and brought them back for her son to eat.
At some point, she heard such a sentence — an apple a day, the doctor stays away from me.
Yes, it would be good to be able to return to a normal life and not go to the doctor every day.
"Boss Zheng, this is the situation. Take a look at the patient first." A familiar voice came from the door. The woman's hand paused slightly. She placed the apple on the table and carefully protected the apple skin because it was her food.
Rubbing her face hard to make herself look less unlucky, the woman timidly stood up.
The person who spoke was the specialist who had seen the child yesterday. He was very kind. After seeing the child, he immediately admitted him to the hospital. Waiting outside for a few months had never happened.
The woman thought her luck had taken a turn for the better, so she didn't want to give the friendly doctor the impression that she was a Czech.
The more people talked about it, the more she began to believe that she was a jinx.
Listening to what he said, he must have found a better doctor to treat his son. The woman's heart was filled with joy. She carefully stood up and tried her best to express her politeness and humbleness.
Soon, two people walked in.
Professor Yang pointed at the child lying on the bed and said, "Boss Zheng, that's him."
Zheng Ren took a look at the child first. The diagnosis on the System panel was very clear. Both Professor Yang's and his previous judgment had been confirmed.
The diagnosis of this rare disease was very difficult, but the surgery was even more difficult.
Zheng Ren looked at the child curled up in the large down jacket like a stray little beast. Every time he saw a stranger, his eyes would be filled with fear and uneasiness.
He tried his best to smile and make his smile more gentle. He said, "Little brother, let me touch your stomach, okay?"
As he spoke, Zheng Ren rubbed his hands.
Although it was already mid-spring, his hands were still a little cold along the way.
Zheng Ren rubbed his hands to make them warmer. As he rubbed his hands, he began to think about the details of the surgery.
Of course, this kind of physical examination was far less direct than the surgical training in the operating theater of the System.
However, Zheng Ren still had to come into contact with the patient due to his habit of being a doctor. He started with a physical examination. Perhaps this was more of a psychological hint to him to be careful and not have any accidents.
The child's mother was stunned. Something seemed to be wrong …
This doctor was too young.
Perhaps he was an intern. She sighed in her heart. She was still thinking too much. It was already very good to be able to stay in the hospital in the Imperial Capital. The surgery fees were not even enough. How could there be a nationally renowned expert to treat her son?
Zheng Ren untied the child's clothes, bent his legs, and began to gently press his stomach.
Just as he had imagined, the child's limbs were very thin. It was quite appropriate to say that he was as thin as a stick. However, his stomach was huge, as if he was pregnant.
He pressed his palm on the child's abdomen and gently touched it. He felt the spleen.
There was almost no subcutaneous fat, and the feeling of palpation was very clear. Zheng Ren could even feel the pulse of the child's splenic artery when he exerted force, as well as the unique feeling of the blood being pushed back.
From the left upper abdomen to the pelvic cavity, it was all this feeling.
The results of the physical examination were similar to the results of the imaging. It could be said that the preoperative diagnosis was already relatively clear.
Next, Zheng Ren began to do a neurological examination.
Fortunately, serious complications such as eye movement disorders, cerebellar ataxia, spasms, myoclonus, and dementia did not appear.
Zheng Ren felt that this child was really lucky.
There were no mental symptoms and no fractures, which meant that the recovery after the surgery would be very smooth.
"Are you the patient's family member?" Zheng Ren looked at his mother and asked.
The woman nodded in confusion. This doctor looked young, but he had an indescribable temperament that made people feel at ease. It was to the extent that she had an illusion in her heart that the child could be cured no matter what illness he had.
"Has the child ever had a fracture?" Zheng Ren confirmed again.
"…" The woman thought for a moment. This was something that no other doctor had asked. She then shook her head, indicating that she had not.
"Brother Yang, the child's condition is still good. There are no serious complications. After the glucoside lipase activity test returns, prepare for the surgery. I think that surgery is more straightforward than interventional surgery, but the risk of the surgery is still very high. We must explain this to the patient's family. "
Zheng Ren's tone and style of speaking had unknowingly changed from a young doctor to an old chief.
His slightly young face was full of confidence and steadiness that did not match his age.
Professor Yang said, "I also considered the risk of the surgery, so …"
As he said that, he glanced at Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren nodded slightly, indicating that he could go on stage and retract the retractor.
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