I'm really an intern

Chapter 73 Disappointment and Hope

"What's your name?"

Zhang Tianyang approached a little closer, and clearly saw that the eyes of the little girl on the hospital bed were open, but there was no response.

"Call her Xiaoxi."

The woman beside the hospital bed spoke without any emotion in her voice, and looked at Zhang Tianyang with indifference and alienation in her eyes.

"What about age?"

"22 is old."

22 years old, about the same age as Zhang Tianyang

But with the appearance of the girl on the hospital bed, people would believe that she was only ten years old!

It was too thin, too weak!

Xiaoxi stared straight at the snow-white ceiling, occasionally frowning because of the pain, which made people feel distressed.

Zhang Tianyang looked at her for a while, then turned to ask the little girl's mother about her medical history.

During the five years of seeking medical treatment, the woman can't remember many processes and details, but the text and image materials are still there.

She rummaged through the cabinet next to the hospital bed for a while, and pulled out a large express box.

Open it, and there are all the examination results and hospitalization records of various hospitals in the past five years.

"Neng, all the previous records are here."

The woman pursed her lips, her eyes were indifferent.

In five years, they were admitted to the next hospital almost immediately after being discharged from one hospital. Layers of materials exhausted their enthusiasm.

Zhang Tianyang felt a little sad after receiving the large box of materials in the express box.

Not only because of these materials and the process of seeking medical treatment, but also because of the attitude of women and little girls.

Professor Zhu couldn't stand it any longer. "Since you've come in, trust us. We'll try our best to find the cause for you. We'll have a general consultation this afternoon and a consultation with the whole hospital tomorrow morning. Many experts will come."

"Oh, okay, thanks."

The woman said thank you, but there was no fluctuation in her voice or emotion.

The whole hospital consulted, and she saw it not once or twice.

From the first time full of expectations, to now there is no wave.

What is the use of consultation?What's the use of having more experts?

Not the same can not find the cause?Isn't it the same that he can't stop his daughter from weakening a little bit?

The woman's performance was very contradictory. On the one hand, she asked what she said, and she could even recite the disease process because she said it too many times.

On the other hand, there was no emotion throughout the whole process, and there was no hope at all.

The three white coats were all very uncomfortable, but after all, the medical history was roughly finished.

Zhang Tianyang sorted out the whole process with the A4 paper full of notes in his hand.

According to the woman, the first time something felt wrong was when the girl was 17.

She had been coughing intermittently for over a month, but always thought it was a cold.

The second year of high school had a lot of homework. As a good student, she spent all her time studying and didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it wasn't a serious illness and she could get better by herself.

Until one day, coughing and coughing suddenly coughed up blood.

I went to the respiratory department of the local hospital to see a doctor. Chest X-ray, chest CT, sputum culture, everything was checked, but no pathogenic bacteria was found.

Doctors at the local hospital empirically gave anti-infection treatment, but the symptoms did not ease.

The symptoms of hemoptysis became more and more frequent. In addition to coughing, the little girl also started to have a fever, and then her physical strength began to decline.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, she finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Admission to hospital, examination, treatment, ineffective, symptoms continued to worsen

Change to another hospital, do examination and treatment, but it doesn’t work, and the symptoms continue to get worse

Hospitals in the county, hospitals in the city, large hospitals in the province, and then to large hospitals in the next province

No doctor anywhere can stop symptoms from getting worse.

A chest CT scan showed that the girl's lungs were gradually eroded, her skin began to break down, her bones were also affected, and her weight dropped by more than 30 kilograms.

But the same thing, no pathogenic bacteria can be found in various specimens, and the culprit of the disease cannot be found, so there is no way to treat it targetedly.

A year ago, a professor at a tertiary hospital in SH City suspected that she had tuberculosis, so she took anti-tuberculosis drugs.

The first month did have some effect, and the symptoms improved significantly.

But when everyone rekindled hope, the girl's symptoms repeated again.

Even worse.

Not only did the girl start to have a fever again, she even developed a pustule on her right leg, which grew bigger and bigger until it was the size of half a fist.

Zhang Tianyang touched it with gloves, and there was a sense of fluctuation inside, as if something would gushe out as soon as he touched it.

He carefully gave the girl a full-body examination under the supervision of Professor Zhu and his family members. Even though he was already very gentle, the girl still frowned in pain.

In addition to the huge pustules on the right leg, there were faint small pustules in the middle of the depression on the girl's back, the right lower back, and the back of the left thigh.

Reminiscent of her silence, Zhang Tianyang asked one more question.

"How long has she been silent?"

The woman fell into thought for the first time, and then gave a vague time, "It seems that I stopped talking two months ago."

Zhang Tianyang gently opened the little girl's mouth, and looked inside carefully with a flashlight.

A bloody mess.

He moved half of his body away, allowing Professor Zhu and Senior Brother He behind him to see what was going on inside.

Both of them had serious expressions.

The little girl opened her mouth, but her eyes kept falling on Zhang Tianyang's face.

Zhang Tianyang smiled gently at her, and then motioned for the woman to come and see.

There was a rare fluctuation on the woman's face, first suddenly, then dim, and finally a trace of guilt.

Even she could tell that what was eating her lungs was now eating her throat too.

No wonder she didn't speak for three months.

It's not that I don't want to say it, but that I can't.

It's getting worse

After a full set of physical examinations, Zhang Tianyang lifted the big box containing a bunch of documents again.

"Which part of these documents is the most recent?"

There was an expression on the woman's face, but she didn't look at Zhang Tianyang, only stared at the big box, and then stretched out her hand.

Grabbing two stacks of materials specially packed in plastic bags of different colors, the woman pointed to each.

"This is the inspection data from the hospital in Shanghai last year."

"This is the information from our county hospital last month."

Zhang Tianyang nodded, wanting to promise something to the woman, but he opened his mouth and finally choked out another sentence.

"I may need to do some tests later, and I will keep various specimens of her, including the broken skin, sputum, and the pus in the throat."

"it is good."

The little girl's mother still didn't look at the three white coats, she just lowered her head and agreed.

When carrying a box of materials and following Professor Zhu and Senior Brother He to the door of the ward, Zhang Tianyang glanced back.

His eyes were good, and he vaguely saw the redness of the woman's eye circles.

His hearing is also good, and he heard the faint voice floating in the air, "Thank you doctor."

Zhang Tianyang stared at the woman's side face for two seconds, and then met Xiaoxi's weak eyes on the hospital bed.

Turn around, take a step, and walk out of the ward.

"Ugh

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I didn't break the chapter yesterday!Can the name be considered broken? ?Does the name matter? ?Besides, when the number of words reaches the limit, how can it be considered broken chapters?

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