Medical road ahead

"what happened?"

After she hung up the phone, Yang Yang stepped forward to inquire.

Zhou Xiaolan said angrily: "That girl Li Leyue ran away, saying she was rushing to get married. Is surgery important for getting married? Doesn't she know that she may have a cerebral infarction at any time?"

"Why do these patients like to sneak out of the hospital one or two?"

Yang Yang frowned, obviously he had learned about Wu Li's slipping out of the hospital last night from others.

A nurse passing by the two stopped and complained: "The security guards can only stop the idlers who want to come in, but they can't prevent the patients from going out. We doctors and nurses can't keep an eye on them. Sometimes If we manage too much, they still think we are long-winded."

Zhou Xiaolan nodded with empathy, and then asked Yang Yang: "Teacher, what should I do? I originally set a time for her surgery. As long as there is no problem in the preoperative examination, she can undergo vascular reconstruction as planned. But now she is not only discharged from the hospital privately, but also He hung up my phone and turned it off again, obviously because he didn't want me to contact her again."

Yang Yang patted her on the shoulder, "Don't worry, if you can't reach her, you can always contact her family."

"Well"

Zhou Xiaolan thought for a while and said, "When she was hospitalized, she left an emergency contact number, which seems to be her fiancé."

"Then it won't work."

Yang Yang smiled, "Go and take Meng Hui for an imaging examination, and I'll contact Li Leyue's fiancé."

"Okay, teacher."

Zhou Xiaolan nodded, then walked towards Meng Hui's ward.

Yang Yang found Li Leyue's personal information, wrote down his fiancé's mobile phone number, and called him, "Hi, is this Li Leyue's fiancé, Mr. Huang Yiming?"

"I am, who are you?"

Yang Yang introduced himself: "I am a doctor in the Neurosurgery Department of the Affiliated Hospital of C University. My surname is Yang. I would like to ask, has Li Leyue returned home?"

"Yes. What's the matter? Are you contacting her to go to the hospital for reexamination?"

Hearing these words, Yang Yang guessed that Li Leyue probably didn't tell her family about her real illness.

Yang Yang frowned, and asked inquiringly: "Mr. Huang, did Li Leyue tell you the truth that she was diagnosed with 'smog disease' and has reached the stage where surgery is required?"

"Smog disease? Didn't she say that she often has headaches because of too much pressure?" Huang Yiming's voice was full of doubts.

really!

After Yang Yang slandered in his heart, he explained Li Leyue's condition to Huang Yiming in detail: "Her frequent headaches recently are not caused by high pressure, but because of her neurological dysfunction and cerebral ischemia caused by moyamoya disease, and even her craniocerebral Bleeding, as Moyamoya is a rare progressive cerebrovascular disease caused by blockage of arteries at the base of the brain. In addition to her current symptoms, seizures, cognitive impairment, involuntary movements, emotional Nervousness, etc. The transient cerebral ischemia that she has experienced many times recently shows that her condition is very serious and she may be at risk of cerebral infarction at any time, so we recommend her to undergo surgery directly."

"Cerebrovascular disease? Cerebral infarction? So serious? Why didn't she tell us?" Huang Yiming suddenly became anxious.

Yang Yang explained: "Because the operation must have some risks, she is worried that the operation will affect her upcoming wedding, and even affect her future fertility."

"Will that affect us from having children in the future?" Huang Yiming asked cautiously.

Yang Yang nodded truthfully, "There will be such a risk, because individuals are different, even with the same surgical method, there will be different postoperative effects and different side effects."

"Then can we take medicine for conservative treatment?" Huang Yiming asked again.

Yang Yang said: "At present, there is no definite and effective drug for moyamoya disease, and most of the patients who are suitable for the drug are in the chronic stage or patients with moyamoya syndrome. Li Leyue has an acute attack, and the onset is fierce. It is difficult to have other methods except for surgery as soon as possible. Come for treatment."

"What about Chinese medicine?" Huang Yiming continued to ask.

Yang Yang said frankly: "Although I am a doctor of western medicine, I am also studying some traditional Chinese medicine treatment methods for neurological diseases. Some methods are indeed effective, but for moyamoya disease, the current clinical research is not enough, and it is impossible to give a clear answer. However, if you insist on choosing TCM treatment, you can try TCM prescriptions, acupuncture, and aerosol inhalation. However, TCM treatment is usually used to reduce symptom recurrence or improve prognosis, and is not suitable for acute treatment.”

"Then let me discuss it with Yueyue."

Huang Yiming was in a tangle.

Seeing this, Yang Yang said earnestly: "I know you two are looking forward to the upcoming wedding, and even more looking forward to the crystallization of love between the two of you after marriage, but for Li Leyue, life is only once, so what could be better than a fresh What is more important than a living life? The wedding can be postponed, and the child can also be postponed, but the medical treatment cannot be delayed, otherwise, when she develops a cerebral infarction, it will directly endanger her life."

"I see, Doctor Yang, let us think about it."

"Okay, excuse me."

Yang Yang said that at this point, he did not continue to persuade.

"Hello, is this Dr. Zhou? I'm Meng Hui's father. How is my son's condition? I'm on the high-speed rail now, and I should be able to return to City C tomorrow morning. Regarding the medical expenses, I will find a way, Please heal my son."

When Zhou Xiaolan took Meng Hui to do MR, she received a call from Meng's father.

Zhou Xiaolan said with a smile: "Father Meng, don't worry about the medical expenses. I have already applied to the hospital leader for a treatment fund for Meng Hui, and designated him as a special patient. At that time, not only will the medical expenses be exempted, but the medical expenses will also be exempted." Subsidize some nutritional expenses. However, because his condition is very special, during the treatment period, we also invited experts from other hospitals to conduct joint treatment, and recorded the process. The implication is that one day , Meng Hui will appear in a certain medical book, I hope you don't mind."

"No, no! If his illness can help more people, that would be great."

Zhou Xiaolan was a little surprised by Meng's father's understanding and reasonableness, but also very happy.

She went on to say: "Don't worry, we will hide Meng Hui's real name by then."

"Okay okay."

Father Meng repeatedly nodded on the other end of the phone, and then asked, "Then what else do I need to do?"

"Come back safely, Meng Hui is waiting for you. Although there are many doctors and nurses accompanying him, the person he needs most is you." Zhou Xiaolan said affectionately.

"I will rush to the hospital as soon as possible. Thank you, Dr. Zhou, and thank you to your colleagues and your hospital leaders." Father Meng burst into tears of gratitude.

Meng's father's call swept away the haze caused by Li Leyue's non-cooperation with the treatment, and Zhou Xiaolan smiled, turned her head to look at the clear sky outside the window, and said to herself: "What is more important than treatment? With a good Only with your body can you do more things you want to do!"

"The best thing about you so far is that the cancer cells have not metastasized and affected your other internal organs, but there are many complications. Therefore, we decided to give you interventional treatment first."

On the other hand, Liu Ming also brought his own group to officially treat Wu Li's advanced liver cancer.

"What is interventional therapy? Can't I directly remove my tumor?" Wu Li asked.

Since he decided to cooperate with the treatment, he naturally wanted to find out how the doctor would treat him.

He didn't want to just close his eyes and let it go, it would be better for him to be discharged from the hospital and wait for death at home.