Shi Wan knew what kind of answer Xu Wenya wanted to hear, and gave a definite reply: "Absolutely not."
Upon hearing this, Xu Wenya breathed a sigh of relief.
With Sikong Jingyu's connection to her, Xu Wenya didn't want to be enemies with Shi Wan, so she said, "You'd better tell the truth."
Shi Wan nodded and smiled frankly: "Of course, I have nothing to hide."
Although she and Sisi had just scolded Shi Wan, Xu Wenya still couldn't bring herself to apologize. She nodded slightly and said politely, "I'm sorry to have bothered you today."
"It's good that the misunderstanding has been cleared up." Shi Wan said with a gentle smile.
A few seconds of silence fell over the office. Xu Wenya and Shi Wan looked at each other without saying a word. After a moment of silence, Shi Wan slowly spoke:
"This may be a bit presumptuous, but I still want to kindly remind you that you should think carefully about the current situation between you and Young Master Fu. What problems exist between you and Young Master Fu? When did these problems start, and how can they be resolved?"
What Shi Wan didn't say was that when problems arise in a relationship, the solution isn't to address the problem itself or the man in the problem, but to solve the woman's problems. As women ourselves, why make things difficult for other women?
Xu Wenya gave Shi Wan a deep look, then left with Fu Sisi. Fu Sisi had been verbally humiliated by Shi Wan, and although she was unwilling, she still followed Xu Wenya away.
Shi Wan breathed a sigh of relief and continued working.
Before six o'clock, two young girls came into the office. One looked lively, and the other was more composed. The lively girl had a bit of baby fat and rosy skin, while the composed girl was thin and had a sallow complexion.
Neither of them sat down, and they were pushing and shoving each other.
The computer system showed the patient's name as Yan Zhi. Seeing the two brothers acting like brothers, Shi Wan asked, "Excuse me, which of you is Yan Zhi?"
"Yes, that's me," the lively girl answered, raising her hand with the polite, childlike demeanor of a student.
"Then please sit down first," Shi Wan said.
Yan Zhi obediently took her seat.
"What's wrong with you?" Shi Wan asked.
"A cold..." the girl named Yan Zhi said hesitantly, her head down.
She fidgeted with the hem of her clothes, then suddenly looked up and said the truth: "Actually, I don't have a cold. Why don't you go see my friend first? She's been complaining of stomach and back pain lately. I tricked her into coming to see a doctor today. I was just trying to convince her."
Upon hearing this, Shi Wan looked up at the short-haired girl standing behind Yan Zhi. The girl seemed unhappy, frowning as she said, "No need to look. This is an old problem of mine, and I've been fine for so many years."
Yan Zhi also got anxious and hurriedly tried to dissuade her: "But you're always in pain, and you're in pain right now too."
Seeing that the short-haired girl was obviously thin, with a sallow complexion and yellowish sclera under her eyes, she didn't look like a young girl. She spoke up at the right time: "Since you're already at the hospital, why don't you listen to your friend and get a simple check-up?"
Yan Zhi grabbed the short-haired girl's arm and shook it: "Feifei, since we're already here, let's just take a look, okay? I'll cover the expenses!"
The girl named Feifei sighed and gave in.
Yan Zhi was overjoyed and beamed with delight: "Then I'll go register for another one!"
"No need, I'll set one up on my computer for you," Shi Wan said.
"Thank you, doctor!" Yan Zhi jumped up happily and offered her seat to Fei Fei.
Looking at the energetic Yan Zhi, Shi Wan smiled and asked, "What's your friend's name?"
“Wen Fei, the Fei of tender and lingering feelings,” Yan Zhi replied quickly.
"good."
Shi Wan wrote "refund" on Yan Zhi's registration form and re-registered Wen Fei on the computer.
"Where do you feel unwell right now?" Shi Wan asked.
Wen Fei glanced at Yan Zhi, pursed his lips and said, "I used to always have abdominal pain, which would start at night. It would hurt even if I lay flat, but it would feel better if I curled up. In the past few months, even my back has started to hurt."
"How is your diet and sleep usually?"
Wen Fei shook his head: "Because of my job, my eating and sleeping habits are not very regular."
There are many causes of abdominal pain, Shi Wan nodded, "Then I'll examine you again to see what's causing your abdominal pain."
Shi Wan performed a simple physical examination on Wen Fei and ordered an abdominal ultrasound.
Upon receiving the report, Shi Wan's expression turned somewhat somber. Just as she had suspected, during the physical examination, Shi Wan had felt a mass in Wen Fei's upper abdomen.
"Doctor, is there a problem?"
Yan Zhi and Wen Fei both stared at Shi Wan with concern.
Shi Wan didn't know how to answer for a moment. After glancing at their expressions and considering for a moment, she slowly said, "The situation reported is not good. You may need to be prepared."
Wen Fei and Yan Zhi were both intelligent people. When they heard Shi Wan say this, their faces tightened. Wen Fei clenched his fist, afraid that Yan Zhi would worry, but he forced himself to remain calm: "Doctor, just tell me."
"Pancreatic cancer." It was discovered too late, and the best time for surgery had been missed.
"How could this be..." Yan Zhi stood there blankly, her eyes reddening, trying hard to hold back her tears.
Of the three people in the office, only Wen Fei was smiling. She tugged at Yan Zhi's arm and comforted her in a trembling voice, "Don't cry, it's okay."
Shi Wan glanced at them, feeling a pang of pity, and said in a low voice, "Let's get them admitted to the hospital first."
The admission certificate was issued in the evening, and they helped me find a bed in the general surgery department. The admission procedures were completed quickly.
After everything was taken care of, Yan Zhi saw Shi Wan out of the ward. She had been holding back her tears for a long time, and now she could no longer hold them back. Large teardrops the size of soybeans fell down with a pattering sound.
"Dr. Shi... I'm so worried... how much time... is left?" Yan Zhi was already sobbing.
"Actively cooperate with the treatment..." They can live as long as they can, some for several years, others for ten days or half a month. The early symptoms of this disease are not obvious, and once it is discovered, it has mostly entered the late stage.
Shi Wan didn't say what she was going to say next directly. She patted Yan Zhi on the shoulder to comfort her and then went back to the emergency room.
Although I've witnessed countless deaths and life-and-death situations in the hospital over the years, I still can't take them lightly, especially when I encounter patients beyond saving in my area of expertise, which inevitably brings sadness.
Medical advancements have been rapid in recent years, and despite her best efforts, she still faces many illnesses that are beyond her control.
The emergency room gradually quieted down in the latter half of the night, and this night shift went relatively smoothly.
After finishing her night shift, Shi Wan dialed Grandma Sikong's number. The call was answered quickly, and Grandma Sikong's joyful voice came through: "Wan, you haven't come to see me for more than 20 days! Don't you love Grandma anymore?"
Shi Wan is a person with a high sense of morality. Even though she has divorced Sikong Jingyu, her grandmother has been very good to her for the past four years. She cannot cut ties with Grandma Sikong just because she is divorced from Sikong Jingyu.
Shi Wan couldn't help but feel guilty: "I'm sorry, Grandma. I was transferred to the countryside a while ago and just got back these past two days."
"What! When did this happen? You didn't even tell Grandma about something this big!" Grandma Sikong's tone was reproachful and blaming, but she wasn't really angry.
Shi Wan wondered, didn't Grandma know that she had been transferred to the countryside?
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