After winning the 1 million lottery, I have to fight even more

Wang Wei, who was immersed in happiness, turned around and saw Yang Di walking towards him.

"Wang Wei, come with me." Yang Di called Wang Wei and said, with a serious and worried face.

The look on Yang Di's face made Wang Wei realize that what he was going to talk to him might not be a good thing.In my mind, I couldn't help but think back to the official communication between the two of them in the past few days. It seemed that everything went smoothly, and there was no possibility of problems.Could it be the live broadcast last night?No way, all his decisions were made after communicating with Ding Shaokai.

Following Yang Di into the office, Yang Di stopped two steps at the door, and locked the office door after Wang Wei entered.

"Sit." Yang Di said, pulling out the chair and pushing it to Wang Wei.

Yang Di's cautious attitude made Wang Wei slightly uneasy, and he couldn't help asking: "Brother Yang? What's the matter?"

Yang Di looked at Wang Wei, didn't know what to say for a while, and finally picked up a stack of physical examination forms on the table and handed them to Wang Wei, saying: "You should read it yourself."

After receiving the physical examination report, Wang Wei turned over the first page. On the color-printed report, there was a schematic diagram indicating the overall health of the body. The head was marked with a very bright red color. Next to it, the diagnostic instructions read:

"The CT scan of the brain revealed a cystic shadow in the deep part of the temporal lobe, with unclear borders. It was initially suspected to be a temporal lobe glioma. Please go to a regular hospital for follow-up consultation as soon as possible." (Stupid author is not a professional doctor, all relevant information comes from the Internet, Please don't take your seat on the number, too trusting or too particular)

Temporal lobe glioma?Even though Wang Wei is not familiar with medicine, he still knows what the word "tumor" means.What's more, it's a brain tumor...

Wang Wei's hand holding the diagnosis report trembled almost uncontrollably. He raised his head and said to Yang Di dumbly: "Brother Yang, you have been urging me to go to the hospital for a physical examination, and you have specially added a brain CT examination, isn't it... Already had doubts."

Yang Di opened his mouth, but finally spoke with difficulty, and said: "My grandmother died of a brain tumor. Her early symptoms were very similar to yours. I... was just scared, but I didn't expect it to be true. It’s just a medical report from one hospital, it’s not accurate, let’s try another hospital, maybe it’s a misdiagnosis!”

In the end, Yang Di spoke faster and more confidently, as if the possibility of misdiagnosis in his mouth was as high as [-]% or [-]%.

Reason told him that Yang Di's guess was just self-deception and self-consolation, but Wang Wei still had a little luck in his heart.

"Okay." Wang Wei agreed, the word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, hoarse and difficult.

"Should I tell my eldest cousin about this matter?" Yang Di hesitated and asked.

"No! Don't tell Qian Lei yet." Wang Wei hastily denied.

After finishing speaking, Wang Wei felt that his reaction seemed a little big, and added, "The result has not been finalized yet. Tell him now, but it will only make him worry."

"What about me? I'm not worried?" Yang Di asked suddenly.

"Brother Yang, you know about this before me, right?" Wang Wei said, feeling that Yang Di's words were a bit inexplicable.

"Ah, it's my head that suddenly rusted." Yang Di realized that he had said something wrong, and explained in a cover-up manner.

"I made an appointment for you with the best oncologist in Hospital S last night, and we're leaving now!" Yang Di said, standing up from the chair, picking up the examination results on the table very quickly but methodically and report sheets.

Wang Wei suddenly realized that Yang Di had already arranged everything.Pursing his lips, Wang Wei nodded and attributed the reason to Yang Di's grandmother.

No one was notified, and even the necessary disguise was carried out in the car. For the first time, Yang Di prepared a piece for Wang Wei that didn't have the slightest sense of design. It was very thick and bloated after wearing it. Invisible long down knee down jacket.

"I'm not cold, so I don't need to wear such thick clothes." Wang Wei said helplessly.

"This dress is not only used to keep warm, but also to cover your figure. You are too well-known now, we cannot be recognized." Yang Di held the steering wheel with both hands, looking at the road ahead with few pedestrians in the cold winter , to persuade Wang Weidao.

After listening, Wang Wei put on the black heavy down jacket, woolen hat and mask carefully in silence.

Along the way, the two of them seemed to have reached an agreement, and kept silent in a tacit understanding.The distance was not far, and the two soon arrived at S Provincial Hospital.

Everyone is equal before the disease. Even if Yang Di made an appointment with the doctor in advance, but he didn't get a number, the two could only wait in the waiting hall.

Perhaps it is because a high proportion of patients in the oncology department receive chemotherapy, and a large proportion of patients waiting in the hall wear hats and heavy clothes.Therefore, Wang Wei's attire did not attract much attention. At best, some passers-by sighed that he was such a young man again.

The cold female voice in the computer's automatic calling number kept repeating different names, Wang Wei's hands were unconsciously mixed together, and he was hesitating in his heart like never before.Sometimes, the most painful thing is not the pain itself, but waiting for the pain to come.

At this moment, the man who was only one seat away from Wang Wei suddenly fell to the ground in convulsions, his limbs trembled as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and only the whites of his eyes were exposed.

"Epileptic"——a word suddenly hit Wang Wei's mind. This word, which has only appeared in novels and film and television works, actually appeared next to him for the first time. Wang Wei sat in his seat, watching the scene, But inexplicably unable to move.

Before Yang Di could react, the nurse at the nurse's desk rushed over, quickly unbuttoned the man's collar, turned his head to one side, and the vomit flowed out from the man's mouth, and the indescribable smell was closing the mouth. diffuse in the space.

Wang Wei remained motionless, but his gaze followed the patient being rescued, not because of the sudden epileptic symptoms, but because he suddenly thought of himself.Similar illness, in the future, will I also become like this...and fall to the ground like this, falling into the dust.

Noticing Wang Wei's body trembling undetectably, and seeing the fear in his eyes, Yang Di instantly understood what Wang Wei was thinking.

Pulling Wang Wei's right arm, let him turn to face himself, and don't look at the epileptic patient who has been carried to the bench next to him by his family and nurses.Yang Di stretched out his arms to hug Wang Wei, and repeated firmly in his ear: "Wang Wei, we won't do this! Believe in yourself, you won't be like him!"

Trying to relax the tense muscles all over his body, Wang Wei nodded with difficulty and repeated together: "I won't do this, I won't!"

Not long after this episode, Wang Wei's number was queued:

"No. 13, Yang Di, please go to the 3rd clinic for consultation."

For the sake of confidentiality, Yang Di registered with the medical card issued by his own ID card.

In order not to reveal the patient's privacy, but also to maintain the order of the outpatient clinic, only one patient is allowed to enter the consultation room at a time.After Wang Wei and Yang Di showed the registration form to the nurse at the door, they walked side by side into the corridor lined with consulting rooms.After entering the door, Yang Di turned around cautiously and closed the door of the consulting room. Director Shen of S Provincial Hospital is the top brain tumor expert in the country and also the best brain tumor expert in S Province. This is why Yang Di gave up private hospitals with better services and confidentiality measures, and chose to register for consultation in such a large crowd. .

When Wang Wei sat down on the opposite side of the consultation table and took off the mask on his face, a look of astonishment flashed across the face of the half-white-haired old doctor. He obviously recognized Wang Wei.

"Isn't the patient's name Yang Di?" Director Shen asked.

"I'm sorry, Director Shen, the patient is Wang Wei. You know, Wang Wei's coming to see a doctor cannot be revealed. In order not to disturb the normal order of the hospital, I just used my medical card to see a doctor. Please forgive me." Yang Di Hastily explained.

Director Shen nodded to express his understanding, and didn't ask any more questions.

"During the physical examination two days ago, I found a shadow in the deep temporal lobe." Wang Wei explained his condition and showed the doctor the CT report and film taken during the physical examination.

Director Shen took the film and put it on the light box to examine it carefully, and murmured: "This is a glioma..."

Then he turned to Wang Wei and asked, "Do you usually have any symptoms?"

"No."

"I've been dizzy and fainted a few times."

Wang Wei and Yang Di spoke almost at the same time.

Director Shen turned to Wang Wei and asked, "Is there any?"

"A few times, I suddenly fainted. I thought it was hypoglycemia." Wang Wei explained dryly.

"Accompanied by loss of consciousness?" Director Shen asked.

Wang Wei thought about it for a while, and said: "No, I know I fell, but my eyes are dark and I can't move my body."

Director Shen nodded and wrote a line on the medical record.

Although the handwriting was scribbled and the strokes were reduced, Wang Wei clearly recognized it: "accompanied by atonic epilepsy."

The heart sank violently, and Wang Wei felt as if he had swallowed a lump of ice in his stomach.

"How often? About how often?" Director Shen asked.

"The last two times were about half a month apart." Wang Wei replied.

"What else? Are there any abnormalities in eyes or speech?" Director Shen asked.

"No." Wang Wei thought for a while and shook his head.

Director Shen adjusted his crooked glasses, and said to Wang Wei: "Simple brain CT can't make a diagnosis. I'll make an appointment for you to make an appointment for an MRI and angiography of the brain, and then come back to me. Within 7 days You don’t need to re-register for a return visit, just go directly to the nurse’s station to scan the report.”

Saying this, Director Shen clicked on Yang Di's name on the computer, and typed a few words into it with one finger.

"There are too many patients in Hospital S, and the queuing time for an MRI appointment is too long. Can we go to Yingcheng Private Hospital for an examination and come back to show you?" Yang Di asked.

Director Shen thought for a moment, and said: "It's okay. I'll say hello to the nurse's station. After you finish the examination, you should still come to me according to the return consultation procedure."

Yang Di heard this, and quickly thanked the old doctor: "Thank you, Director Shen!"

Coming out of the hospital, Yang Di called his friend at Yingcheng Private Hospital while walking to the underground parking lot, making sure that they could start the examination as soon as they arrived at the hospital.

Director Shen only works in the outpatient clinic one day a week, and spends the rest of the time in the inpatient department. They must hurry up.

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Happiness always likes to stop abruptly when it rises to the highest peak