I Can Hear the Heart's Voice of Traditional Chinese Medicine-Chapter 436 - 180: A Path That Leads Oneself Into the Abyss (2)
"You all used to advise me to leave that oppressive, bloodsucking family early, but I was unwilling. Now it seems that I was wrong. I chose to throw myself into an abyss."
Ma Xiaoyi opened his mouth but suddenly didn’t know what to say.
Back then, although his parents were biased, at least they treated him as their son. Compared to his younger brother, he, as the older brother, clearly had no status at home.
But it wasn’t to the extent of being so cold-blooded.
Moreover, Fan Qiyun’s parents weren’t just simply cold-blooded.
Even if they were cold-blooded animals, they should have warmed up by now.
But clearly, not only did Fan Qiyun’s parents not warm up, they became increasingly cold-blooded.
The wedding gift and house for the son were to be provided by the older sister, but this sister had only a few thousand yuan left after they drained her.
Are these words really coming from a deputy chief physician at a top-tier hospital?
If it were someone else, Ma Xiaoyi wouldn’t believe it for anything.
The compensation of a deputy chief physician at a top-tier hospital shouldn’t be so low that they can’t come up with ten thousand yuan, but when it comes to Fan Qiyun, he believes it.
Over the years, everyone at work knew very well how much blood her original family had sucked from Fan Qiyun.
And even what they knew was only part of it.
In reality, the amount of blood Fan Qiyun’s family sucked from her was likely much more than what he knew.
Ma Xiaoyi opened his mouth. He initially didn’t want to say anything, but at this moment, he couldn’t help but say, "Qiyun, this is a matter of your family, and I shouldn’t interfere. But hearing you say this, I feel your parents are not just cold-blooded—they don’t even see you as their daughter.
You’re thirty-seven now and still not married, and your parents are not blameless in this. No one would dare to approach someone drained by their parents as you have been.
You are so talented and could have had a happy life of your own, yet your parents have completely destroyed it.
If you continue to let your family leech off you like this, your life will be over; if you don’t cut them off, you’ll suffer the consequences. I’ve said all I can; whether you listen or not is up to you.
Since the director asked you to take a break, you should rest well at home."
"Hmm."
Fan Qiyun nodded and accepted.
If it were before, she would have definitely wanted to refuse. After all, although she would still get paid on vacation, she’d lose a lot with the absence of surgery and consultation bonuses. But now, she realized there’s no need to live so exhaustingly for others. She can handle the mortgage of her house on her salary alone.
As for her mom’s house, Fan Qiyun decided today to stop sending money. Let her mom pay for it herself.
And if not, it doesn’t matter; at most, they would be evicted by the bank, but the family, already accustomed to city life, would never give up the house.
Now, Fan Qiyun saw things clearly.
After nearly a decade of hard work, it’s time she allowed herself to really rest.
In the evening, just as Fan Qiyun finished preparing her meal and hadn’t yet taken off her apron, she suddenly received a call from her father, Fan Zhen.
Seeing the call, Fan Qiyun thought for a long time before answering.
They were her parents, after all. Even if she no longer wanted them to leech off her, could she really cut all ties with them? If she could be so cold-blooded, she wouldn’t be Fan Qiyun.
After all, she was just an ordinary person who didn’t understand before.
Having understood now, she didn’t mind using this opportunity to lay everything out in the open.
But the moment she answered the call, she heard her mother’s sobbing:
"Fan Qiyun, are you happy now? Your brother was so infuriated by you that he’s unconscious and on his way to the hospital for emergency treatment..."
Upon hearing this, Fan Qiyun’s first reaction was disbelief. She knew her brother’s character too well—he was typically heartless. How could he be so angered by her?
However, it was true that Fan Qi had health issues, specifically emphysema. She had examined him before and warned him to pay attention to his health. But hearing the urgent sound of an ambulance, Fan Qiyun knew her mother wasn’t lying this time.
That useless brother of hers might indeed have had a relapse and was now being rushed to the hospital.
Yet, even so, Fan Qiyun did not plan to intervene. This matter was beyond her control. She was broke, and even if her brother was taken to City First Hospital for treatment, she wouldn’t be the attending surgeon; at the very least, it would require her leader Ma Xiaoyi to step in.
Thinking of this, Fan Qiyun’s expression darkened: "Why call me if he’s unconscious? Because I infuriated him? I haven’t even said anything yet, and you dare say this, Mom?"
"Fan Qiyun, is there any humanity in you? He’s your own brother after all!" Her mother didn’t expect Fan Qiyun to say such things, bursting with anger.
"Own brother?"
Fan Qiyun scoffed: "I treated him as my own brother—did he ever see me as his real sister? In his eyes, I’m likely just an ATM. Now that the ATM is out of money, of what use am I to him? If he’s upset, it’s probably at his own incompetence.
And why tell me he’s being rushed for emergency care? Go tell the doctors!"
"Go to City First Hospital. Your brother has emphysema. You’re the deputy chief of pulmonology; you need to be there to save your brother." Fan Zhen, who had been silent, spoke with a tone that allowed no argument.
Initially, Fan Qiyun wanted to flatly refuse, but no matter how hopeless Fan Qi was, he was her brother. If she didn’t go, her parents might hold it against her for ages. So, after a moment’s consideration, she agreed: "You go on ahead; I’ll come right away."
Hanging up the phone, she couldn’t even take a bite of her meal, quickly grabbing her things and dashing towards City First Hospital.
Fortunately, her apartment wasn’t far from City First Hospital, just a fifteen-minute drive. By the time she arrived, Fan Qi had just been brought in, and the ER team was already attempting resuscitation.
As the deputy chief of pulmonology, after donning her white coat, Fan Qiyun swiftly entered the emergency rescue room: "What’s the patient’s status?"
"Unconscious, with incontinence, can’t even measure blood pressure. We asked his parents on the way; previously diagnosed with obstructive emphysema and cor pulmonale, for about a year or two now, though not serious before. Symptoms flared suddenly this evening, and after several minutes of resuscitation, there’s been no sign of awakening."
Soon after, the chief of pulmonology, Ma Xiaoyi, rushed in. After being briefed on the situation, he directed, "Use penicillin to control infection, maintain oxygen intake and airway patency, and correct carbon dioxide retention."
"It’s not working; the heart failure symptoms haven’t improved. Old Ma, we’ve done everything you mentioned, but it’s not enough."
"Then use diuretics, vasodilators, and cardiac stimulants to alleviate cor pulmonale and heart failure symptoms. Focus on saving his life now, nothing else matters."
"Administer to the patient immediately."
The nurse swiftly located the medication Ma Xiaoyi specified and injected the patient. It was only then that Ma Xiaoyi turned to Fan Qiyun: "Why are you here? Weren’t you told to rest at home?"
Looking at Fan Qi lying in the emergency room, Fan Qiyun felt helpless: "He’s my brother."
"This is your..."
Ma Xiaoyi initially wanted to say, "This is your leeching, useless brother?" but given that the man was still in emergency care, the words that reached his lips were swallowed back down.
Fan Qiyun said, "Chief, go ahead. It’s okay; that’s just the truth. I’ve realized it now. If not for the fact that I knew he was being resuscitated, I wouldn’t have come."
As the two conversed, the attending doctor, Zhou Qihua, suddenly looked grave and turned to them: "Old Ma, it’s no good. The patient’s cor pulmonale and heart failure, combined with respiratory failure and intracranial pressure crisis, make it beyond saving. Have the family sign the critical illness notice. I can’t guarantee he can be saved now."
Honestly, hearing Zhou Qihua’s words, Ma Xiaoyi thought it’d be better if the guy in the emergency room just died; it’d save trouble for his subordinate later.
However, as a doctor, Ma Xiaoyi couldn’t make such a decision lightly, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Qiyun, have your parents sign. Under the current circumstances, that’s all we can do."
"I’ll sign." At this point, Fan Qiyun couldn’t care any longer.
"Let your parents sign." Ma Xiaoyi shook his head, signaling the nurse to see the patient’s family.
The nurse, aware of Fan Qiyun’s situation, quickly took the critical illness notice and headed out. After a brief consideration, Fan Qiyun followed suit.
