Chapter 1504: Chapter 1504: Upheaval
Zhou Ruoi and Ding Yuhai’s decision is equivalent to cutting off a very important path for her cousin’s recovery. Especially when Xie Wanying returns to this holand, her body’s physiological response gradually recalls everything about her holand, and she finds this issue increasingly prominent and alarming.
Speaking of another aspect of the provincial capital that she is very familiar with, it’s: the climate.
The temperature in the provincial capital is higher than her hotown Songyuan all year round, with a pervasive sense of humid heat.
The temperature in the South is generally much higher than in the North. The temperature in the Capital is now in late autumn, with early mornings and midnights cold enough to drop to four or five degrees. The coldest ti in the South during the entire winter is just about this temperature, and dayti temperatures are over twenty degrees Celsius, sotis as hot as sumr at noon.
Many southerners can’t adapt to the North for this reason. Northerners can adapt to the South easily, but for southerners to adapt to the North without good physical conditions is very difficult. The worst part is, the best dical resources in the whole country are in the North. It ans that for southern patients to go to the North for treatnt, especially in winter, is very disadvantageous.
Xie Wanying’s elegant brows added a layer of inevitable worry. It turns out that she had spent so few years coming ho that she almost forgot these characteristics of her hotown. By the ti she returns to her holand and her body’s mories fully recall, it might already be a bit late.
Senior Brother Shim’s skills are certainly more advanced, and it would be better beyond doubt to send her cousin to Guo Zhi Hospital for treatnt. However, if her cousin must go to the Capital for treatnt, there’s a question of whether his body can endure the northern climate.
Therefore, the first choice is to seek treatnt locally.
Is it possible to find a doctor from Zhongshan dical College Affiliated Hospital to transfer her cousin there for treatnt? To have Senior Brother Shim contact doctors at Zhongshan dical College Affiliated Hospital? Like contacting Doctor Seo?
The more Xie Wanying thought about it, the more she wanted to curse at her second aunt Zhou Ruoi just like her mom did. If at the very beginning Ding Wenze stepped up to have Xiao Shugang go to Zhongshan dical College Affiliated Hospital, there would have been no trouble at all.
To use the information advantage both inside and outside the industry to treat a close nephew like this, what deep-seated hatred must reside in the heart?
Getting into a taxi heading to the Provincial People’s Hospital, there were no calls to disturb her during the journey, suggesting that Teacher Ren and her childhood friends had not yet ntioned anything to others. Xie Wanying secretly sighed with relief, thinking that if Senior Cao really called suddenly to ask her, she might get choked up and not know where to begin.
Getting out of the car, she walked into the inpatient departnt, rushed into the elevator, and arrived at the thoracic surgery second ward area, finding bed 22.
Beds 22 and 21 are in the sa double room. The other patient is also postoperative, recovering well, and walking in the hospital corridor with a closed chest drainage bottle waiting to be discharged.
In stark contrast, Xiao Shugang was half-reclined on the bed, as if he had beco a paraplegic.
Standing at the doorway of the ward, looking at her cousin in the ward, Xie Wanying felt a pang in her heart.
Before the accident, Xiao Shugang was juggling both family and career well, and at just over thirty, he seed as energetic as a twenty-year-old young man. A car accident turned him into an old man on the verge of death within just ten days. Xiao Shugang’s eyes were hollow and lifeless.
Just like her sister-in-law said, her cousin seed to have a brain issue.
To be precise, it should be called post-traumatic stress disorder, PTSD, as Senior Cao once ntioned.
With an oxygen tube in his nostrils, Xiao Shugang’s breathing was sowhat labored and eating was difficult.
Shang Siling, feeding porridge to her husband with a spoon, looked exhausted.
As a family mber, being with the patient and taking care of them every day is more exhausting than work, constantly on edge.
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