I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 209 Dangerous!Suhara Tatsuya
The next day, Keio University Affiliated Hospital, First Department of Surgery, Multi-department Consultation Office.

"This time, the patient Suhara Tatsuya, the MRI magnetic resonance imaging report has come out. The initial diagnosis of the imaging department is advanced lung cancer with metastases."

"The adrenal gland and liver can also be seen with obvious contrast, and the results of thoracentesis are consistent with the conclusions of MRI."

"The CT examination is the same as above, the tumor has entered the malignant stage, and the cause of the coma is also due to cancer."

"We think the patient is alive for at most three to six months, and maybe an extra year if given the combination chemotherapy."

Horibe Yonghei, director of medical science at Keio University, listened carefully to the analysis of his subordinate professors and directors. Originally, this kind of patients did not need to be so motivating. The club owner of FC Tokyo is his senior from the same school. He once took care of his career, and many high-end medical equipment in Keio University Hospital were donated by this benefactor.

"Professor Hase, does your nephrology department have a solution? Can a kidney transplant solve the problems near the kidney first?"

Horibe Yonghei is not an expert specializing in academics. He was famous for his orthopedic surgery in his early years. After being obsessed with personnel struggles, he has been away from the front line for a long time.

Hase Azusa's father, Hase Yukishi, who holds the title of professor of nephrology at Keio University, thought for a while on the surface, but actually had an answer in his heart instantly, and he just answered it carefully.

"For T4 stage cancer, kidney transplantation can no longer solve the problem. Our nephrology department's suggestion is to carry out renal replacement therapy, remove the diseased parts of both kidneys, and perform regular dialysis."

Koshi Hase did not directly question the unprofessionalism of the Minister of Medicine, but offered advice from a different angle, and finally added insurance for himself.

"However, hemodialysis can only delay the patient's suffering, and cannot effectively increase the patient's survival time. In the end, it is just a humanitarian spirit."

"With so many lesions, the large-scale spread and metastasis of tumors, traditional surgical methods can no longer solve the problem. It is recommended that patients should undergo conservative chemotherapy and targeted drug treatment. They can persist for a while. Our scientific medical skills can only I am very sorry to have reached this point, Senior Miura." Horibe Yonghei explained to the middle-aged man in a suit who was listening, this Mr. Miura not only runs FC Tokyo, but also has several clubs under his banner, and there are many relatives in the family. A government official, a real big shot.

"Is there no way? The best player who appeared after I bought this club is going to die in the hospital where I donate [-] million yen a year? It's ridiculous. No matter how much money you have, you can't sell your life. It still costs so much What's the use?! How can it be repaired!!!"

The man in the suit left the scene angrily. He didn't pay much attention to Qiyuan's safety, but suddenly realized that the hospital he had invested in for his health was actually useless. Human beings are fragile and fair before birth, old age, sickness and death.

"Minister, we still have a few important surgeries at the First Surgery Department, so I'm sorry."

The professor of the First Surgery Department broke the weird atmosphere after the patron left the venue, got up to say hello and left in a hurry. Participating in this kind of joint consultation with patients who are about to die is just a show to show how much the hospital attaches importance to the patron. Now the patron is leaving There is no need for the play to continue.

"Prolong the life of the patient as much as possible and reduce his pain. We doctors are not gods. We are helpless in the face of terminal illness."

Horibe Yonghei sighed, it seemed that he was looking for a new financial backer. It was hard to find a financial backer who readily and regularly made huge sums of [-] million yen every year and could help in both political and business circles.

He set the direction of treatment and ended the joint consultation.
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After work, Hase Koshi went to the underground parking lot of the hospital in the middle of the night, and saw a familiar figure standing beside his BMW [-]-series sedan.

It's you boy, the guy who cheated my daughter so badly, the sinner who is so sad that he is still studying in the UK to escape - Fujii tree.

Koshi Hase, with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, was not surprised by the appearance of Fujii. Tatsuya was also a classmate of his daughter. He heard that he was a good friend with Fujii. .

It's just that he doesn't want to talk to this little boy.

"Excuse me, may I ask Qi Yuan, how is your condition?"

During the day, Fujii heard some gossip from the female nurse at the hospital. He knew that Azusa Hase's father was also an expert in the Occupational Cooperative Consultation. Generally, this kind of private information may not be understood by the patient himself, but passed on by telling the family members. As an outsider, he wanted to know about Qi Yuan's condition, and this was the only way.

Care about a friend?Why don't you care about my daughter?
On the surface, Yukishi Hase was calm as usual, but he complained in his heart, took out the cigarette case, took out one and handed it over.

"Sorry, I don't smoke." Fujii declined, so Hase Yuki opened the BMW door without saying a word, and was about to get in the car.

"It's good to try it once in a while." A compromised voice came from behind, Yukishi Hase turned around with a smile, and threw the cigarette to Fujii.

"You have to crush the beads of the cigarette end first, so that it will have a taste."

Seeing that Fujii was about to stuff the cigarette into his mouth clumsily, Hase Yuki raised his hand and made a pressing motion, reminding Fujii who had never smoked a Shimuni cigarette.

"Snapped!"

The lighter lit two cigarettes one after another, and the two men, one old and one young, leaned against the BMW sedan and began to talk.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As a novice, Fujii choked violently a few times, seeing Yukio Hase's satisfied smile.

"Mr. Hase, my friend Suhara, what's wrong with you?"

After Fujii got used to the smoke, he finally opened his mouth. He scanned Qiyuan's body in the ward with his yin and yang pupils. There were many nodular shadows in his lungs and lower organs. In addition, Qiyuan was still in a coma, which made him unknown. The premonition is getting deeper and deeper.

"Lung cancer is advanced, the cancer cells have spread, time is running out."

When Hase Yukishi mentioned the patient, his expression suddenly became more serious. Although he saw a lot of life and death in the hospital, it was really regrettable that his daughter's classmate was dying at such a young age.

"Then, how many months are left?"

Unexpectedly by Yukio Hase, Fujii's reaction was very calm.

"Without treatment for three months, plus chemotherapy and targeted drugs, you can live for another year." Hase Yukishi turned sideways and said to Fujii: "However, the monthly cost of such treatment is not enough for ordinary people. It’s an astronomical figure.”

"How much is a month?" Fujii Shu has already realized that he can help pay for this money. It is nothing more than drawing an extra manga and producing a few more albums. Compared with a life that he cares about, it is nothing .

"Chemotherapy is not expensive. It costs hundreds of thousands of yen per month on average, and about half of it can be reimbursed. However, the targeted drugs in the United States are not covered by medical insurance. Ositinil inhibitors plus other drugs cost about 200 million yen a month. Maybe I have to stay in the ICU for a long time, that is where the money is burned like paper, and the daily fee of more than 20 yen is just an ordinary ICU ward.”

Hase Yukishi replied truthfully that he would not let his emotions affect his judgment as a doctor.

(End of this chapter)