Klein bottle personality

Urging him to go to the hospital with such urgency, Ding Muyan couldn't think of any other possibility except emergency surgery.It usually takes only 5 minutes and 10 minutes to rush to the hospital at home, but the airport is far away from the hospital. If you are really in a hurry, wouldn't you be cold when Ding Muyan arrived at the hospital?

Along the way, Ding Muyan felt strange and hurried, and it took more than an hour to reach the hospital.Dean Zhu did not urge him to go to the operating room, but gave him a bed number, which was a VIP bed number.

He came to the ward full of doubts and pushed open the door. A tall and straight man stood under the strong light, leaving a well-tailored silhouette. The black shirt was rolled up to the elbow, revealing the wheat-colored arms.

Ding Muyan did not expect to meet Xiao Jin on such an occasion, but after thinking about it again, he realized that something was wrong, walked into the ward with a few steps, and saw Xiao Huai, Xiao Jin's father, sitting on the bed.

"Xiao Ding, come quickly." Seeing him coming in, Dean Zhu hurriedly pulled him to the front, and introduced to Xiao Huai, "This is Ding Muyan, a supernatural expert in our hospital. Call him here."

Xiao Huai waved his hands and said with a smile: "You don't need to introduce, we are all from our own family. Xiao Ding, I'm afraid I will trouble you this time."

Ding Muyan glanced at the CT film at the end of the bed, and then at Xiao Jin. His expression was serious and his complexion was not very good.Xiao Jin had followed Ding Muyan tightly since he entered the ward, but it was different from the previous few encounters. The previous few encounters were when he wanted to pounce on him and swallow him immediately. This time it was like his feet were nailed to the floor. He didn't move - of course, it could also be because there were too many people in the room.No one could be happy when his close relatives stayed in the ward here. Ding Muyan couldn't help sighing when he thought of the night when he left in a hurry, and seeing his obviously sleepy expression.

Xiao Jin picked up the CT scan and handed it to Ding Muyan: "You can have a look."

Ding Muyan saw the tumor at a glance under the light. He looked around, and everyone's eyes were on him.

It was Xiao Huai who smiled first: "Say what you have to say, are you afraid Uncle Xiao won't be able to accept it?"

He deliberately turned to this side and called him back from the airport. I am afraid that the Xiao family has a basic understanding of the condition, but Ding Muyan cautiously said: "Temporary diagnosis cannot be made yet, and further examinations are needed. An MRI."

Xiao Huai sighed, feeling a little depressed, but overall it was quite stable, Mother Xiao was wiping tears beside her, Xiao Jin lowered his head against the light, unable to see his expression clearly.

Ding Muyan watched the film again, and looked through the medical records again. Just as he was about to say something, Xiao Jin dragged him to the corridor.

"Tell me the truth, what is the condition of my father's illness?" Xiao Jin's eyes were bloodshot, which was the result of double physical and psychological torture.

"It's impossible to diagnose now. It depends on the results of the MRI, and then you need to get your father's past medical history..."

"I have a friend who also had a brain tumor. He died two months after the diagnosis. He was only in his 30s..." Xiao Jin's voice trembled when he said this. This is not the usual Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin is calm and proud even when the sky is falling, and the person in front of him is as helpless as a bird shivering in the cold wind.

For a moment, Ding Muyan had the urge to hug him to comfort him, but he restrained himself: "There are many kinds of brain tumors, and even the same tumor varies greatly from individual to individual. Don't scare him with other people's cases. Own."

"What's the worst?"

Ding Muyan usually does not directly tell people the worst before the inspection report is out, because the worst result is death, which is nothing more than death on the operating table or death after the operation. Most patients or their families cannot accept it.But some people are willing to hear the worst. After hearing the worst, the final result is slightly better, and the psychological comfort is more. Xiao Jin is such a person.

"The bad thing is surgery, radiotherapy and chemotherapy, and there is a possibility of recurrence. Depending on the tumor condition, the postoperative life expectancy varies, but generally speaking, it is a countdown."

"How about that?"

"If it's good, it's just a pituitary tumor. It can be removed by surgery and regular follow-up. If you're lucky, minimally invasive surgery can solve it."

"Then..." Xiao Jin choked for a moment, "Then what kind does my father belong to?"

The current Xiao Jin is no different from every patient who comes to the hospital. After inquiring about other people's conditions, after asking everything whether he can understand it or not, and after Ding Muyan clearly stated that he could not diagnose it, I still hope to hear even a little bit of good news from the doctor, not just anyone else, it must be a doctor, preferably an expert who is an authority, the best doctor in the country or even the world.

"How did your father get to the hospital this time?"

"He..." Xiao Jin suddenly changed his words, "Didn't you still call me uncle when you went to my house last time?"

The relationship between "uncle" and "your father" is too far apart, Ding Muyan put on a straight face, scolding him with his eyes for how long he cares about this.

"That night he fell and sprained his ankle, and he couldn't stand up for a long time." Xiao Jin said, "He was already in the hospital when I went there, and he was found to be fine. As a result, he lay in bed all day yesterday and said Not feeling well, he said dizzy. I thought he had knocked his head, and he was sent to the hospital at night, but the doctor took a picture and saw that it was wrong, so he referred you here this morning."

"Why do you fall? Dizziness? Vertigo?"

"Stumbled over a little stool next to the sofa."

"Have you ever had a severe headache before?"

"What degree is severe? I have dizziness. I always thought it was high blood pressure and busy work."

Ding Muyan recalled that the last time he went to Xiao's house, he talked about the problem of blood pressure during the meal. In fact, he had symptoms at that time, just because they ignored their preconceptions.

"He won't tell me every time he feels unwell. Last night I forced him to go to the hospital. Does not having a severe headache mean that the problem is not so serious?" Xiao Jin's words became trivial, and he Trying to extract the details of the disease from every word of Ding Muyan.

"That..." Ding Muyan asked again, "Are your uncles and aunts having a harmonious sex life?"

Xiao Jin didn't expect him to ask such a question at all, and coughed awkwardly: "I don't know about it, and I won't tell me about disharmony, but their relationship has always been very good."

Ding Muyan didn't ask any more questions: "Don't be too anxious, your father will definitely get the best treatment at the level of your father, and the dean will invite a few experts to consult later, even if you have an operation, the best treatment will be given The doctor is here to make the cut."

Xiao Jin's expression changed: "Aren't you going to do the surgery for my dad?"

"Neurosurgery has many branches, and each specialist has his own field of expertise..."

"I ask you to do it!" Xiao Jin heard the meaning in his words, it was definitely not a simple domain problem as he said, he was hiding something.Even though his heart is in a mess, Xiao Jin is Xiao Jin, still sharp.

Of course, Ding Muyan didn't deliberately conceal it, but he just didn't want to cause trouble. Since he said so, he had no choice but to confess: "I have already resigned."

Xiao Jin's breathing became obviously heavier: "Where did you go just now? Why did it take you so long to come?"

Xiao Jin knew Ding Muyan well, and he never delayed seeing a doctor. It took so long from Dean Zhu's call to appearing in the ward, it must have been far away.Ding Muyan also realized that he was really in a mess these few days, otherwise he wouldn't even know about his resignation and going abroad.

However, Xiao Jin's questioning tone made Ding Muyan very unhappy. "It has nothing to do with you, and I didn't delay your father's illness."

Xiao Jin frowned and stared at Ding Muyan, his eyes were turbulent, Xiao Huai's serious illness and Ding Muyan's attitude of wanting to make a clean break with him made him anxious, as if standing on the top of a huge wave, he would fall into it in the next second. abyss.

But suddenly, his knife-like gaze softened again, and he stepped forward to lean on Ding Muyan, resting his forehead on his shoulder, as vulnerable as a wounded beast: "My dad may be dying..."

Death is the fairest thing in the world. Although some people die of old age, some die young, some leave in peace, and some are tortured by pain, they all end up in the same way, and finally turn into a pile of dry bones and a handful of loess. , no one can escape.

Ding Muyan was taken aback, he was a little confused for a moment, he didn't want to give Xiao Jin a good face, but he couldn't scold a patient's family member, the two identities of ex-boyfriend and patient's family member appeared alternately, which made him a little at a loss.

But cuddling in a crowded corridor is always shameful. Ding Muyan held onto his shoulders and was about to push him away when Dean Zhu came out. When he saw the two people hugging each other, he was terrified. Wanting to back up and turn around, he bumped his head against the door frame.

"Ouch!" Dean Zhu clutched his forehead.

Ding Muyan wished he could find a crack to get in, so he quickly pushed Xiao Jin aside.

"I'm going to accompany my dad." Xiao Jin said something in a low voice and walked into the ward.

Dean Zhu supported his forehead, took Ding Muyan aside again, and said earnestly: "Xiao Ding, you should pay more attention now, the way young people express their feelings should not be so unrestrained."

Ding Muyan felt that the explanation of this fact was unclear, so he didn't bother to explain it.

"Xiao Ding, you must do better this time. I have confidence in you!" Although it shouldn't be, Dean Zhu is still very happy. He sees the dawn. As long as Ding Muyan cures Xiao Huai's illness, Xiao Huai is willing to speak, no one can force Ding Muyan to leave.

"Dean, I have already resigned." Ding Muyan repeated.

Dean Zhu was in a hurry: "Why are you so stubborn, kid! You want to feel sorry for me, don't you? You don't seize such a good opportunity! Besides, you and his son are... and what, can he not?" speak for you?"

"If he finds out about my relationship with his son, he will still help me? If he doesn't kill me, he will be merciful?" Since the explanation is not clear, Ding Muyan will be wrong.

"That's right." Dean Zhu finally came to his senses, "Then we must never let him know that you are right to treat him, right?"

"Uncle Zhu, there are actually many things behind this..."

"I just want to ask you something, do you really want to leave our hospital that much?" Dean Zhu looked at Ding Muyan, his back slightly hunched, but in just a few weeks, there were many old looks on his face, At this moment, he is either the director of a hospital or a medical senior, or a parent who works hard for his children.

The answer, of course, is "I don't want to".

"Then what are you still resisting?" Dean Zhu took out a crumpled and flattened resignation letter from his pocket and stuffed it into Ding Muyan's hand, "I know you have been wronged a lot, and you may still be wronged in the future." There are other grievances. But for your father, your grandfather, and the patients here, can you take me along by the way and try to stay here? I will not say anything else, there is a brain tumor patient lying in it. Your vocation!"

Dean Zhu pressed him with words he couldn't refuse, and Ding Muyan held his resignation letter, unable to say no.

Many people came to visit Xiao Huai one after another. Ding Muyan gave the doctor's order and other reports, and when he left, he received a message from Xiao Jin.

"Help my dad."

The words on the screen hurt Ding Muyan's eyes.