Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital-Chapter 531 - 415: Initial Formulation of Radiotherapy and Chemotherapy Plans
"Dr. Zhao, then I’ll go back and tell her."
Sun Xinxin, seeing Zhao Heng had agreed, immediately said with some happiness.
Although rationally speaking, Sun Xinxin knew that for a late-stage malignant tumor like Ewing’s sarcoma, the treatment is pretty much the same everywhere.
But because of her own experience, Sun Xinxin always felt that there seemed to be a faint possibility here with Zhao Heng.
Having received Zhao Heng’s approval, Sun Xinxin stood up and happily left the office.
After Sun Xinxin left, Zhao Heng also sighed slightly.
There used to be a couplet in front of a pharmacy saying, "I wish the world had no illness, I’d rather let the medicine on the shelf gather dust."
The main idea is that if there were no diseases in the world and everyone was healthy, there would be no need to buy medicine, meaning the medicine in the pharmacy would gather dust. Without business, the pharmacist’s life would become difficult, but I would rather live a hard life and let everyone live healthy.
Although curing diseases and saving people is Zhao Heng’s livelihood, sometimes Zhao Heng really thinks, if there were no diseases in the world, he would rather be unemployed.
But is it really just a matter of disease in this world?
Perhaps the human heart is the biggest illness in the world!
Three o’clock in the afternoon.
In the central clinic.
In the clinic, Liu Meng stood behind Zhao Heng.
Before waiting for tomorrow, in the afternoon, Sun Xinxin brought her junior apprentice Wu Yiming along with Wu Yiming’s parents to see Zhao Heng for a consultation.
"Yiming, Uncle and Auntie, this is Dr. Zhao."
Sun Xinxin sat beside them, introducing Zhao Heng to Wu Yiming and her parents.
"Dr. Zhao."
The pale-faced young girl, Wu Yiming, looked at Zhao Heng with hopeful eyes and timidly greeted him, completely different from her previous self in the team known as the "Little Witch."
Come to think of it, at the age of eighteen or nineteen, right in the prime of youth, to suffer from a terminal illness like osteosarcoma at such an age; as a promising top-tier ski athlete, having to face such a brutal possibility as amputation. Even the most optimistic person would be affected.
Seeing their daughter like this, Wu’s dad and mom standing behind also sighed.
Sometimes they wondered why such a terminal illness fell upon their blossoming daughter.
"Did Friendship Hospital complete all the examinations?"
Zhao Heng nodded and routinely asked.
"Yes, Dr. Zhao, all the test results are here."
Wu’s dad handed a paper bag containing the examination results to Zhao Heng.
Zhao Heng took the bag and began looking through it carefully. With just a glance, he sighed slightly in his heart. Sure enough, there was no luck; all the examinations, including the biopsy, confirmed that the girl in front of him did indeed have Ewing’s bone sarcoma, and this fact was undeniable.
When Sun Xinxin mentioned it earlier, Zhao Heng had thought that maybe there was a misdiagnosis, but now it was evident that the diagnosis was perfectly accurate.
"Dr. Zhao, is there an issue with the diagnosis?"
Seeing Zhao Heng’s serious expression, Wu’s dad couldn’t help but ask with a glimmer of hope.
Although he understood that the chances of a misdiagnosis were very low, mostly because the diagnosis was done at Friendship Hospital, whose medical standards are generally on par with Eastern Hospital.
"There is no issue with the diagnosis."
Zhao Heng shook his head slightly.
"Oh..."
Hearing Zhao Heng say this, Wu Yiming’s eyes, previously filled with hope, immediately dimmed, and Wu’s dad and mom also let out an almost inaudible sigh.
"Dr. Zhao, can we be admitted to the hospital first? I heard that this place is the best at treating difficult and rare diseases."
Wu’s dad spoke to Zhao Heng again.
After Sun Xinxin told him about Zhao Heng, Wu’s dad of course learned some things about him, and after understanding more, he thought that here with Zhao Heng, there might still be a sliver of hope, so they came here.
"Sure."
Zhao Heng nodded. Although currently, in clinical terms, the cure rate for Ewing’s sarcoma is very low, with the integrative techniques Zhao Heng mastered, there may still be a glimmer of hope.
"Thank you, Dr. Zhao."
Upon hearing Zhao Heng agree, Wu’s dad inexplicably felt relieved. He was really afraid Zhao Heng would refuse, in which case he wouldn’t know what to do.
During this time, he consulted many doctors and understood the real situation of young patients with Ewing’s sarcoma, and ultimately, it boiled down to two words - waiting to die.
The only difference might be the manner of waiting.
"Dr. Liu, help them with the admission process."
Zhao Heng turned to Liu Meng and said.
"Okay, Director."
Liu Meng nodded. Although Ewing’s bone sarcoma, this osteogenic cancer, should be more appropriately treated in the orthopedics or oncology department, Liu Meng knew that for Zhao Heng, who is proficient in multi-disciplinary treatments, any patient can be admitted.
Soon, Liu Meng took Wu Yiming and Wu’s dad and mom together to go through the admission process. On the way to the inpatient department, Wu Yiming suddenly asked Liu Meng: "Sister, if this doctor brother can cure Sister Xinxin, does it mean he can also cure me?"
"No matter what, you have to try. As of now, the Director here can be said to be the best doctor in the country."
Liu Meng saw the hopeful eyes of the girl, thought for a moment, and said very objectively.
There was no exaggeration in her words at all, after all, Zhao Heng’s skills had been widely recognized, with no need for further proof.
