Master Doctor in the City

Ye Chen followed the two of them. The more they walked inside, the quieter they were inside, and the more remote they were. Even the surrounding environment was of a very bad kind, with **** and waste products and stinky drains everywhere.

Ye Chen thinks that the people who live in this place are very poor or mainly from outsiders. If you are suffering from an advanced stage of cancer and can no longer be treated, waiting for death in such a place, then the explanation is also clear.

Ye Chen didn't ask any more questions, just carefully observed the surroundings. Ye Junquan and the Mr. Wang said a word from time to time, but it was not related to this matter.

The three of them came to an old building that looked like a long time ago. Mr. Wang said: "Mr. Ye, the patient you want to see is in it. But, don't you know if you have a rest? I'll go in and talk to his wife first."

"Okay, I'll wait here for a while!" Ye Junquan stood there when Mr. Wang went inside, looking at Ye Chen even more strangely.

If it were someone else, they would definitely not have Ye Chen's thoughts, and even this kind of thing is often better than one thing less than one thing more. Soon, when Mr. Wang came out from inside, he looked at Ye Chen and said, "Mr. Ye, we can go in."

Pushing open the door on the first floor and entering inside, Ye Chen found that the environment inside was also dirty, the smell was unpleasant, and then went into a room, Ye Chen had already seen the bed in the room, There was a middle-aged man lying there, the middle-aged man was holding a bottle, and beside the bed, there was a middle-aged woman in a very ordinary dress guarding there.

"Mr. Zhao, this is Mr. Ye who wants to see you!" Mr. Wang said, looking at the middle-aged man on the bed.

When Ye Chen glanced over, he found that the other person looked like that, and looked like those who were very sick. However, it feels strange to him.

When the Mr. Zhao wanted to get up, Ye Chen hurriedly held him down and said: "Mr. Zhao, you don't need to get up, I just came here to learn something."

"Mr. Ye, I don't know what Mr. Ye wants to know?" Mr. Zhao asked.

Ye Chen glanced at Ye Junquan, Mr. Wang, and the middle-aged woman, and first said: "Mr. Zhao, is this aunt your wife?"

"It is my love, Mr. Ye, is there any question?" Mr. Zhao said.

"No, I think Auntie is also very pitiful, watching you all the time!" Although Mr. Zhao emphasized that the middle-aged woman is his wife.

However, it made Ye Chen feel strange. Now this Mr. Zhao, if he is really in the late stage of cancer, as Mr. Wang said, when it comes to this matter, the aunt Zhao, according to reason, should be able to There is an uncontrollable feeling of grief.

In this regard, whether Ye Chen is treating Song Ji, from Song Ji’s parents, or treating Zhu Yue, through Li Feiyi’s look and visiting Lin Kun, he can tell from Zheng Yulan’s look. , The kind of indescribable love and emotion between family affection can always be expressed on their faces.

But now this middle-aged woman doesn't look like that. Is it because her husband has been sick for too long and has become numb? Ye Chen didn't say those, but looked at Mr. Wang and said to Ye Junquan: "I want to chat with Mr. Zhao alone."

"That's all right, Aunt Zhao, let's go out first!" When Mr. Wang and Ye Junquan came out from the inside, the Aunt Zhao also came out.

Soon, in this room, only Ye Chen and Mr. Zhao on the bed were left. Ye Chen opened the window of the room. When the outside wind came in, the smell inside was not that unpleasant.

However, not long after Ye Chen opened the window, Mr. Zhao on the bed coughed a few times and seemed to be a little bit painful. Ye Chen hurriedly asked: "Mr. Zhao, will this affect you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I won't live long anyway." Mr. Zhao seemed to say with some difficulty.

"I don't know what disease Mr. Zhao has?" Ye Chen asked.

"The doctor said it was the advanced stage of gastric cancer. He has treated this disease to the end of his family," Mr. Zhao said.

"It turned out to be stomach cancer? Mr. Zhao, I am also a doctor. However, I have learned Chinese medicine. I don't know if I can help you. Maybe it can be saved." Ye Chen asked. After hearing that, Mr. Zhao seemed to smile wryly.

"This, of course." The Mr. Zhao hesitated for a while, and finally agreed. Ye Chen came to sit next to him, and the husband carefully looked at his whole body, then looked at his tongue, and finally helped him get his pulse, and looked at his pulse.

Seeing Ye Chen sitting there and not saying anything, Mr. Zhao asked: "Mr. Ye, how is my illness? Is there any salvation?"

"Well, it is indeed a very serious advanced gastric cancer. To tell you the truth, it seems that a genius doctor can't save it." Ye Chen just said that.

Outside the door of that room, Ye Junquan, Mr. Wang, and the middle-aged woman all glanced at each other when they heard what Ye Chen said. From their eye contact, they could see a look of relief.

However, it made Ye Junquan weird. Didn't Ye Chen get a magical message from the affiliated hospital? Isn't his medical skills very good? Why is it like that now, is it true that Ye Chen's medical skills are in vain?

After Ye Chen retracted his hand, he looked at him and said, "Mr. Zhao, a friend of mine has heart failure, which is in the middle and late stages. Now he needs a heart transplant. I asked Director Ye to help me find a suitable match. My friend’s heart was transplanted on my friend. Of course, everything is legal. I heard that his friend has found it, and now he brought me here, so I saw you."

"Heart, heart transplant?" After hearing this, Mr. Zhao seemed a little dare not to imagine, the frightened expression flashed by, and he soon recovered. However, all of this has long been discovered by Ye Chen.

"Yes, it's a heart transplant. According to my friend's situation, his heart should be almost abolished, so he needs to be replaced with a normal one. Since your condition is in the advanced stage of gastric cancer, there is no way to save it, and you can't live. How long will it take to transplant your heart to my friend, I should do it for my friend, thank you very much," Ye Chen said.

"No, no. Anyway, if you don't bring it with you or die, I've seen it. If your friend can survive this way, then it's the best. But, Dr. Ye, my family is really poor, this. "That Mr. Zhao said embarrassedly.

"You don't have to worry about this. Originally, I came up with a million for this matter. Now I see that the situation of you and your family is really bad. I plan to give an extra 500,000 to your family so that you can Don't worry." Ye Chen said. After hearing that, Mr. Zhao seemed very excited. He grabbed Ye Chen's hand and looked very grateful. Ye Chen was even more strange.

Now that both of them are talking about this, Ye Chen didn’t say any more. When they went outside, Mr. Wang, Ye Junquan, and the middle-aged woman who had just been eavesdropping at the door just walked away and saw him open the door and come out. , Hurriedly stepped aside, Ye Junquan asked: "Have you finished talking?"

"I finished talking with him." Ye Chen said.

"Aunt Zhao, go back and take care of Brother Zhao!" Ye Chen said, looking at the middle-aged woman.

When the three of them went outside, Ye Chen looked at the Mr. Wang and asked, "My friend's condition is getting more and more serious. I hope to perform that operation on my friend as soon as possible."

"Doctor Ye, none of this is a problem. As long as your friend is suitable for surgery now, he can do this surgery tonight." Mr. Wang said.

"Then I don’t know which hospital is performing the operation?" According to the situation of the affiliated hospital, although it is a large-scale Chinese medicine hospital, if the operation is to be performed, it is definitely necessary to invite several surgeons from other western medicine hospitals, or It is directly transferred to other major hospitals for surgery. After all, this heart transplant operation is not that simple, and it can only be completed successfully with the cooperation of many doctors and nurses.

However, what Ye Chen didn't expect was that Mr. Wang said this: "Mr. Ye, don't worry, as long as your friend agrees, we can send it out from the affiliated hospital and send it here for surgery.