Wang Peng has been reborn. He has returned to the day when his father forced him to give his college admission notice to his younger brother and dropped out of school to work and support his brothe...
When the Santana arrived at the People's Hospital, Huang Xiaolan was still unconscious, so Du Lei had to carry her out of the car.
The two brothers arrived at the emergency room, and Du Lei put her on the hospital bed. "Doctor, she's had a bad cold for several days and just suddenly fainted."
"Comrade, don't worry, it shouldn't be too serious."
The elderly doctor with white hair immediately examined her, lifting her eyelids to look at her pupils and listening to her heart and lungs with a stethoscope...
Suddenly, Wang Peng's eyes narrowed, and he reached out to touch Huang Xiaolan's neck, where he felt a lump, a small fleshy tumor.
The old doctor touched the tumor and said, "This is a lymph node, it should be lymphoma, it's nothing serious."
Wang Peng nodded, as if he also had a lymphoma on his thigh. He had seen a doctor before, who said it was nothing serious.
The old doctor touched Huang Xiaolan's forehead and handed Wang Peng a thermometer, saying, "Take her temperature."
“Okay.” Wang Peng unbuttoned Huang Xiaolan’s coat, pulled up her tight-fitting shirt, and placed the thermometer under her armpit.
Suddenly, he felt another lymphoma. The lymphoma on his neck was the size of a soybean, and the lymphoma under his armpit was the size of a broad bean.
“Doctor, she has a larger lymphoma in her armpit, take a look.” Wang Peng pulled her arm away.
The old doctor examined her closely, reached out to touch her, and suddenly frowned, asking in confusion, "What does she do for a living?"
Wang Peng and Du Lei were both stunned. Wang Peng immediately leaned close to the old doctor's ear and whispered the truth to her.
The old doctor suddenly widened his eyes and whispered in Wang Peng's ear, "I suggest she get an HIV test. I suspect it's an early symptom of the disease; hopefully, it isn't."
HIV testing is the same as AIDS testing.
Wang Peng's heart skipped a beat. "Old doctor, we can do it for her, but you must keep it a secret."
"Don't worry!" The old doctor's expression became even more serious. He quickly wrote out an examination form and instructed the nurse to take Huang Xiaolan into the ward.
The handwriting on the form was too messy, so Wang Peng took the form to pay the fee and then handed it to the old doctor. The old doctor then arranged for a nurse to draw blood for Huang Xiaolan's tests and put her on an IV drip.
Half an hour later, Huang Xiaolan finally woke up. Looking at the ward and the IV drip, and at Wang Peng and Du Lei, tears welled up in her eyes.
"Brother Peng, Brother Lei, thank you." Tears streamed down her face.
"Why are you crying?" Wang Peng immediately handed her tissues to wipe her tears. "Your brother Lei's friend is also my friend, so don't be shy."
"Xiao Lan, are you hungry? Shall I go buy you some eight-treasure porridge?" Du Lei asked.
"I'm not hungry." Huang Xiaolan shook her head. "Brother Peng, Brother Lei, I will definitely pay you back for the medical treatment."
"Don't talk about money now, getting him treated is the priority. Brother Lei, I'll stay here and watch over him. Go downstairs and buy some hot porridge."
Du Lei immediately left the ward and returned about ten minutes later with a plastic cup containing eight-treasure porridge. He inserted a straw and let Huang Xiaolan drink the porridge herself.
There were four bottles of medicine in total, and the nurse said it would take three hours to administer.
After the third bottle of medicine was finished, the effects gradually took hold, and Huang Xiaolan's face regained color. She sat up in bed and used a wooden stick to hold the IV drip bottle to go to the toilet to urinate.
Just then, the old doctor walked into the ward. "Where's the patient?"
"I just went to the restroom," Wang Peng said.
"Come with me." The old doctor turned and walked out of the ward.
Wang Peng followed him to his office, where he locked the door and handed Wang Peng a lab report.
"Doctor, just tell me the results." Wang Peng couldn't understand the data on the screen.
“Patient Huang Xiaolan is an HIV carrier, oh dear! What a tragedy!” The old doctor took off his glasses and rubbed his temples vigorously. “However, the hospital’s test results are only for reference. You need to go to the epidemic prevention station for a retest, which is more authoritative.”
Wang Peng was completely stunned; Huang Xiaolan's life was over.
Suddenly, he remembered that Du Lei had a close relationship with Huang Xiaolan in the past, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Doctor, the person who came with me had sexual contact with a patient a long time ago. I brought him here for testing. But I ask you to keep this confidential and not let him know what the tests are for."
"No problem, what's his name? I'll give you a referral."
"His name is Du Lei, and he is actually twenty years old."
The old doctor put on his glasses, picked up a pen to write out the test list, tore it off, and handed it to Wang Peng. "The results will be available in two hours. Show me the test report then. But I want to repeat again that the hospital's test results are only for reference. Everything depends on the results of the epidemic prevention station's inspection."
"I understand, thank you, doctor." Wang Peng put Huang Xiaolan's lab report into his pocket, took Du Lei's examination list, and hurriedly left the doctor's office and went into the hospital ward.
In the ward, Huang Xiaolan was still receiving an IV drip, while Du Lei sat by the bedside reading a newspaper.
"Brother Lei, come out with me for a bit, I need to talk to you about something," Wang Peng said.
Du Lei put down the newspaper and followed Wang Peng out of the ward. "Brother Peng, what's up?"
"Brother Lei, since we're at the hospital, let's get a check-up too. Go get your blood drawn," Wang Peng said.
Du Lei scratched his head. "Why would I need a physical exam out of the blue?"
"It's normal for companies to pay for their employees' medical checkups. I'll pay for yours. Let's go."
Wang Peng put his arm around his shoulder and led him to the first floor. They went to the cashier to pay the fee first, and then he took him to the blood drawing room to have his blood drawn.
The nurse who was drawing blood glanced at the list, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes. She turned and called into the room, "Brother Liu, can you come and draw some blood? I need to go to the toilet, I can't hold it in any longer."
"Okay, go ahead." Dr. Liu walked out of the laboratory, glanced at Du Lei's test results, and immediately frowned.
He realized that the nurse hadn't actually needed to urinate; she was just making an excuse, because it was a blood test for HIV.
"Wait a moment." The lab technician walked into the office, put on two layers of medical gloves, and carefully drew blood from Du Lei.
A syringe of blood was drawn, making Du Lei grit his teeth in frustration.
"Come pick up the results in two hours." Dr. Liu immediately went into the office, carefully threw the medical gloves into the trash can, and immediately turned on the tap to wash his hands with soap.
"What do you mean?" Du Lei was very unhappy and was about to confront Dr. Liu.
"Brother Lei, let's go." Wang Peng hurriedly put his arm around his shoulder and left.
There's no need to let Du Lei know the truth before the test results are available; it would only cause him unnecessary trouble.
"Is my blood dirty? That bastard in the lab coat went too far." Du Lei became angrier the more he thought about it.
"Forget it, let's not bother with him," Wang Peng said.
Around noon, Du Lei went out to buy lunch, leaving only Wang Peng and Huang Xiaolan in the ward.
"Brother Peng, you should go eat too. I can take care of myself," Huang Xiaolan said.
Wang Peng left the ward, went downstairs, opened the car door, and took out an AIDS prevention brochure.
This was printed by him at the request of a printing factory, using pictures and text to introduce the spread and symptoms of AIDS.
School volunteers distribute these flyers to members of the public.
Wang Peng returned to the ward and handed the flyer to Huang Xiaolan. "Xiaolan, can you read?"