Chen Mu sighed, "Even the mid-stage is hard to cure, as for the late stage..."
Even for Chen Mu.
His tone, during this mont, couldn’t help but carry so sadness: "Many cancers nowadays, once they reach the late stage, are very difficult to cure..."
"That’s also why, every ti during dical lectures and education efforts, doctors recomnd that everyone have tily and regular check-ups."
"On one hand, it’s about early detection and treatnt..."
"On the other hand, it’s also hoping more people can have a better understanding of so diseases and show more care for people around them."
Thinking about one’s friends.
Possibly soon saying goodbye to the world.
The patient with broken ribs on the school ambulance bed was trying hard to get up.
"Dr. Chen, she’s already got pancreatic cancer, I think she might need this bed more than I do, let her lie down instead."
While saying this.
She was trying hard to get up from the hospital bed.
Chen Mu, helpless.
Raised his hand to hold her down, "First of all, you can’t recover from pancreatic cancer just by lying down. In contrast, even though pancreatic cancer sounds more serious, it’s you with the broken ribs who needs to lie down more."
Looking at the patient lying there, obviously a bit downhearted.
Chen Mu tried to comfort, "Actually, things are not that bad. Aren’t you two very good friends? Looking at the current situation, even if you both get hospitalized later, you could still be companions."
Upon hearing this.
The patient lying there closed her eyes.
Her body.
Unconsciously began to tremble slightly.
—
"Umm... Does Dr. Chen think he’s comforting soone?"
"It’s possible that Dr. Chen thinks he’s being gentle..."
"Might not be comforted by Dr. Chen, but might be scared half to death by him."
"Talking about companionship in the hospital ward, Dr. Chen really knows the art of conversation!"
"My wife in front already started covering her face, can’t bear to see Dr. Chen’s emotionally intelligent scene."
"The patient has been unconscious for almost a minute, is it really okay to just leave her be?"
"My sister also passed from pancreatic cancer, wonder when modern dicine will advance to the point of curing pancreatic cancer."
"There are so many cancers yet to be conquered, conquering the king of cancers is even harder..."
"..."
—
"Dr. Chen, this student Nuonuo hasn’t woken up, are you really going to let her lie there unconscious?"
Su Bingbing glanced back.
The pancreatic cancer patient, Nuonuo, was still lying there.
Couldn’t help but ask.
Already with pancreatic cancer.
If scared into a heart attack by Dr. Chen’s words.
Wouldn’t it just add illness to illness?
"Pfft!"
Chen Mu laughed out loud, "She woke up long ago, just didn’t want to face reality, closing her eyes to avoid it."
Su Bingbing: "Ah?"
At the sa ti.
The patient Nuonuo opened her eyes, looked at Chen Mu: "Dr. Chen, when did you notice I was awake?"
Chen Mu: "Not long ago."
"Just when you were regaining consciousness, your right hand made a tiny movent, probably intending to open your eyes to show you were okay, maybe wanted to hear what we were talking about, so didn’t choose to open your eyes."
Nuonuo: "..."
—
"Oh my gosh, I rewound to check, did her right hand really move?"
"Wasn’t Dr. Chen talking to the patient with the broken ribs the whole ti, when did he notice Nuonuo?"
"Is this what they call seeing with all sides, hearing with all directions? Is this a basic skill for you dical folks?"
"????"
"Don’t believe rumors, don’t spread rumors! If you keep spreading this, those of us who can’t match up will get reported by patients or their families..."
"Sob... Clinical dicine is already hard, please don’t blindly increase the difficulty for us..."
"..."
—
Seeing Nuonuo still looking as if life holds no more aning.
Chen Mu chuckled, "With a disease like pancreatic cancer, even a traditional Chinese dicine pulse diagnosis can’t be considered conclusive. Once you get to the hospital, go for a full examination, what if I made a wrong diagnosis?"
Hearing a doctor, smilingly say he might have misdiagnosed.
The few people on the school ambulance were all stunned.
Only Nuonuo.
Was as discouraged as ever.
Tried to force a smile, to show she was comforted by Chen Mu, but when trying to pull her lips into a smile, she realized that when the mood is truly bad, even the simplest smile is hard to form.
Nuonuo: "Dr. Chen, are there still a few people in Hai City University who don’t know that your pulse diagnosis skills are almost miraculous."
"How could it be possible to misdiagnose..."
Nuonuo’s voice grew softer.
Her entire being.
Beca more and more listless.
If there’s no chance of Dr. Chen making a wrong diagnosis, there’s a high chance she indeed has pancreatic cancer.
Pancreatic cancer...
Even Dr. Chen said, it’s the king of cancers, should she start preparing herself for the end?
Thinking this way.
Nuonuo suddenly leaned forward, tapped the shoulder of Su Bingbing in front, "Reporter Su, may I ask you sothing?"
"Huh?"
Su Bingbing looked a bit dazed.
Never thought, with soone like Chen Mu, a doctor, right there, the patient wouldn’t consult with the doctor but chose to approach her instead.
Seeing Su Bingbing’s bewildered silence.
Nuonuo grew more downcast, "Sorry, Reporter Su, I might be bothering you..."
She was overthinking it.
Even though in front of the cara, Su Bingbing seed to get along well with Chen Mu, the premise was, that was Dr. Chen.
Su Bingbing, a big star in the entertainnt industry, how could she chat with an ordinary university student, respond to her questions...
"Student, I didn’t an it like that, I just didn’t expect you to ask a question."
"Is there anything I can help you with? If there is, I’d be very willing to help you."
Su Bingbing’s eyes arched into a smile.
A brilliant smile spread across her face.
Her eyes, however, remained on Nuonuo’s face, not wanting to miss the tiniest expression.
In many instances.
Patients who suddenly face a major change can beco psychologically fragile to a great extent.
She was rely late in responding.
A possibility exists, she already hurt this girl’s fragile heart.
Precisely because Su Bingbing understood this deeply.
At this mont.
She tried hard to make herself appear more approachable.
Nuonuo was initially too shy to speak.
But seeing Su Bingbing’s encouraging gaze, inexplicably, she gained so courage.
Looking directly at Su Bingbing’s eyes, sincerely she asked, "Reporter Su, I rember that a few days ago in the program, you ntioned that certain foods consud before death could turn ashes pink!"
"Did the guide you read specify how long you have to eat them to turn the ashes pink?"
"Am I still in ti to eat my way to pink ashes?"
Looking at Nuonuo’s sparkling eyes.
For once, Su Bingbing was at a loss for words, and after a few seconds, tentatively said, "Not even diagnosed as late-stage pancreatic cancer yet, really not going to fight back a bit..."
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