I'm really an intern

Chapter 77

Frowning, Zhang Tianyang deleted the previously entered keywords one by one, and then re-entered the keyword "AIDS complications" to start searching.

In terms of low immunity, there is nothing worse than this disease.

He clicked on the results one by one and scanned them at a glance. The most important thing was to look at the patient's disease characteristics and examination results posted in the literature, as well as the occasional pictures posted.

As the sun set and the day turned into night, Zhang Tianyang's stomach gurgled several times, but he still sat upright in front of the computer.

At ten o'clock in the evening, he finally took the case.

"The direction is indeed right!"

"Hey! Why are you going so late? Are you going to eat? Bring me a bottle of Fat House Happy Water"

Amidst the cries of his old friend drifting away, Zhang Tianyang plunged into the moonlight.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, the woman carefully tucked up the quilt for the frowning girl on the hospital bed, her eyes were full of tenderness.

She stood up gently, closed the curtains on both sides of the hospital bed lightly, then smiled at the sleeping person on the hospital bed, then turned around, walked out of the ward, and leaned against the empty corridor to watch staring at the night sky outside.

It is difficult to see stars in the sky in Guangdong Province, and it is the same today. When I look up, I can only see the foggy dark blue sky.

The woman sighed softly.

In the past five years, it was only at this time that a woman would show her true feelings.

In front of the doctor, she went from hopeful to calm.

In front of sick children, she has always been a strong backing.

But if she hadn't firmly believed that one day the child's illness would be cured, she would have been unable to hold on.

"This time, will it be the same as before?"

There was some noise from the nurse's station next to it, as if some bed was uncomfortable.

"Doctor on duty!"

She could hear the nurse's yelling towards the doctor's office from far away, but she didn't turn her head to look.

There was a sound behind him, and the doctor on duty ran towards the distant ward.

There was a wry smile on the corner of the woman's mouth.

In the countless nights before, she had called the doctor countless times helplessly, and sometimes she even hoped that everything would be over.

but

"Hoo, hoo - hoo -"

On the other side, it seemed that someone was panting and running.

The woman did not look back.

It is estimated that there was a problem with another bed, and the family members came to call for help.

For five full years, she exhausted all her passion, anticipation, and compassion.

In this world, no one is more pitiful than anyone else.

"Excuse me, let me ask some specifics."

The woman was startled when a familiar voice came.

Turning his head, a familiar face came into view, it was the doctor from the daytime.

"Who are you, Doctor Zhang?"

Zhang Tianyang was a little surprised, his name would not appear on the sign beside the patient's bed, there were only the names of Professor Zhu and Senior Brother He.

It is impossible to know his name unless one pays attention to his breastplate.

But these are trivial things, "Well, I suddenly have an idea and want to ask you for some information."

"Okay, you ask."

Maybe it's because she didn't wear a white coat, she was not as formal and serious as in the daytime, and the woman's attitude was obviously much softer.

Zhang Tianyang got straight to the point.

"How was her resistance before she got this disease? Did she often catch a cold and have a fever?"

The woman thought for a while, "Yes, she often had a cold and fever before, so we didn't pay much attention to it at first, who knew it would become like this later."

"Have you lived in the south for a long time? Or have you traveled to Southeast Asia?"

"Yes, I have been living in the south, but I haven't traveled out."

"Have you ever eaten strange things before? Like bamboo rats?"

"Eat is not eaten, but"

The woman seemed to think of something, and was a little tangled.

"But what?"

"However, her dad did get her a little pet, a fluffy one about the size of a rabbit but looking like a mouse. But that was a few months before she got sick."

"That's it"

Zhang Tianyang quickly turned on the phone, and found a picture of Zhang Zhushu, "Take a look, is that the pet?"

"Yes, yes, this is it! Then the big mouse died, and we buried it in the small flower bed downstairs."

The woman hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Doctor, is my daughter's illness caused by this thing?"

"Not necessarily, I'm just skeptical. Don't have too much hope. It's been a long time since I've seen this disease for five years and I haven't figured out the cause. It's still difficult to diagnose."

Zhang Tianyang didn't dare to give her hope.

Sometimes the saddest thing is not to be in despair all the time, but to see hope, but to be cut off in the end.

He thought for a while, "Did someone ask you about your address and whether you eat bamboo rats before?"

The woman shook her head, "No."

Although Zhang Tianyang refused to give her a single word, she still had some hope involuntarily.

Although the doctor looked young, he discovered a lesion in her daughter's throat that she hadn't noticed for three months, and what she asked now was accurate.

What if?

Zhang Tianyang could also see it, but he couldn't say much, so he could only squeeze his fist secretly and try his best.

"When you were seeing a doctor in Shanghai, did you leave the phone number of the professor there?"

"Yes! I'll find it for you!"

Instructing the woman to go back and look after the patient as soon as possible, Zhang Tianyang held the phone and hesitated for a while at the string of phone numbers on the screen.

It's past 10:30 now, and many patients have already fallen asleep. Isn't it a bit excessive to call an old professor who doesn't know him at this time?

But after hesitating for a moment, he still dialed the phone.

The 8-bed girl's disease is progressing faster and faster, and every day later, there will be one more day of organ damage. These damages are irreversible. Even if they can be cured in the end, these damages will permanently affect her quality of life.

The phone rang three times and was connected.

"Hello? Who is it?"

The old professor seemed to have fallen asleep, and his voice was a little hazy.

"Hello, professor, I am a doctor in the Department of Infectious Diseases at Dongfang Hospital. Today, I have admitted a new patient with a history of five years. The cause is unknown. Five years ago

She was hospitalized with you a year ago, you gave anti-tuberculosis treatment, do you remember? "

"Ah, is that the little girl named Xiaoxi?"

The old professor regained consciousness all of a sudden, and even called Xiaoxi's name accurately, "How is she now?"

"The disease was under control in the first month of anti-tuberculosis treatment, but it started to get worse after one month, and now she"

The old professor was also very concerned about Xiaoxi, and discussed with Zhang Tianyang for a long time. At Zhang Tianyang's request, he simply agreed to help him find the doctor who tested Xiaoxi's specimens in the laboratory department of their hospital.

Zhang Tianyang wanted to know why he chose to use anti-tuberculosis drugs at that time, maybe it was something cultivated by the laboratory?

The old professor was very efficient. In less than 10 minutes, he sent Zhang Tianyang the contact information of the laboratory doctor.

A professor has already been woken up, this time Zhang Tianyang did not hesitate and dialed directly.

The laboratory doctor even had an impression of this patient.

"At that time, several professors from the Department of Infectious Medicine called our department several times, and the specimens were sent back and forth many times. The entire laboratory knew about this patient."

After inquiring about the cultivation of the specimens at that time in detail, Zhang Tianyang hung up the phone.

Heading into the doctor's office, he began to type out the materials for the hospital-wide consultation tomorrow under the surprised eyes of the doctor on duty.

At twelve o'clock, Zhang Tianyang opened the door of the dormitory.

Three carefree old friends are staying up late playing games.

"Yo, are you back?"

Zou Junhao's table was piled up with midnight snacks again, this time it was a bunch of barbecues, and the whole dormitory was filled with tempting aromas.

"I guess you can't finish eating, let me help you solve it!"

Zhang Tianyang's stomach was empty, and remembering that he hadn't eaten dinner yet, he unceremoniously helped Zou Junhao share some of the skewers.

Zou Junhao smiled and was not angry, "Old Zhang, didn't you say that you went back to get that intractable disease? How is it? Has it been solved?"

"Let's watch tomorrow's hospital consultation."

Zhang Tianyang shook his head, and bit another piece of roast meat, his mouth was vague.

"Hope, it's really what I think it is."

"What did you say?"

"I said, it smells so good."

　Hey, I stayed up all night to update, which is the first update today.

　　I have given up, no matter what I write, you will call me out of context.

　　Humph

　　

　

(End of this chapter)