"It seems that there is something wrong with the child's illness." The mother holding the child nearby answered casually when she heard Aunt Li's question.
"Oh... It's like this again. These doctors... I can't stand it anymore!" A dissatisfied young man came over with a pout on his face.
"You family members make the choice!" The companion followed in a strange voice, "The child can't survive like this. You can transfer him to another hospital, you can choose to persist, or you can use special medicine! Tsk, are they doctors or are the parents doctors? When they can't cure the child, they just force the parents!"
"That's right. I hate these doctors. When I'm sick, I usually take medicine on my own and never go to the hospital!" The young man sighed like an adult. "A fever and tonsillitis are so dangerous to a child."
With emotion, he looked at the child in the arms of an adult, who was looking at him with curiosity. He reflexively made a face, and when the child's eyes suddenly widened, he followed him into the elevator and made an even more excessive face.
Aunt Li pulled her son up to the elevator and stood next to the young man. She couldn't help but ask, "Does the sick child over there have tonsils and a fever?"
"Yes, that little girl was so small..." The young man looked at her strangely, then at his struggling son who was being held by her.
“…Wait a moment, I’ll get off the elevator.” Aunt Li heard his words and her eyes fell on her son beside her. She suddenly spoke when the elevator closed.
"What are you doing?" Aunt Li asked as she pulled her son out of the elevator.
"Wow, wow, wow..." Following the suppressed crying sound, Aunt Li saw that the corridor of the ward where noise was prohibited was full of people. Looking through the crowd, she saw the doctor with an embarrassment on his face, and the child's mother, who was slumped on the ground, covering her mouth and crying uncontrollably.
"Doctor Qin, is there really no other way?" The child's father had aged a lot in just a few days, his back was hunched and he no longer had the strength to straighten himself.
"We have used all the medicines we can, and we have tried all the methods we can think of, but nothing works. Because of the high fever, he had two convulsions in a short period of minutes. Frequent convulsions will endanger the child's life or leave serious sequelae, affecting the child's intellectual development and health... So we can't delay it any longer." Qin Ju smiled bitterly, "I know you two have always believed in me, but this time I really can't do anything."
"We've contacted the main hospital. They'll send someone over as soon as possible." Basil whispered in his ear.
"We have contacted the General Hospital. The best pediatrician there will be here soon. You can then decide to transfer to another hospital or choose special antipyretic medicine..." Qin Ju looked at the time, his eyes fell on the little person in the ward, and he spoke with difficulty, "You still have half an hour to think about it. After half an hour, we will be powerless to help you."
The temperature was still rising. In a few minutes, it rose by another 0.1℃. A high fever of 40.1℃ was like standing on the edge of a cliff. If you were not careful, you would fall to a deep cliff of 41℃.
"Can't you give us some more medicine? Maybe it will work..." The onlookers couldn't help but speak. They were basically the parents of the hospitalized children, and they felt sympathetic when they saw how difficult it was for parents.
“Yes, the media and TV say every day how advanced our medical technology is now, but why can’t we do anything about our child’s high fever…” the parents spoke out one after another.
"No more." Qin Ju shook his head. The child, who had just turned three, had been taking such large doses of drugs continuously. It was a miracle that he did not develop drug toxicity. The prescription he wrote this morning was already the limit.
"…She is only three years old, three years old…" The mother of the child was picked up by her husband, but she had no strength to stand, "How can I bear to let her life be incomplete at the age of three…Everyone can have children in the future, but she can't. Everyone has unlimited possibilities, but she…"
"That special antipyretic medicine? It's not good?" Zhu Jin, who had been standing behind Qin Ju, frowned and watched all this. Finally, he couldn't help but ask Luo Le in a low voice.
"…The side effects are huge. Generally, they will affect genes, chromosomes, human health and reproduction, as well as other aspects of body functions." Basil looked at Zhu Jin with an extremely strange look. Testing at this level? What are genes? What are chromosomes? Zhu Jin quickly had questions in his mind, but seeing Basil's expression and the situation, he didn't ask them. He said, "Oh," and said, "Then don't use this special medicine!"
"No, there's no need to burn the child to death." Basil felt that in just this morning, Princess Nan's status in his mind had plummeted.
Zhu Jin glanced at him, moved closer to Qin Jue, and whispered, "Doctor Qin, I want to apply for auxiliary treatment for this child."
Hearing Zhu Jin's calm and steady voice that matched her temperament, Qin Ju's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look at Zhu Jin, and saw her calm, indifferent, confident and bright eyes.
Those were a pair of doctor's eyes, a pair of eyes that had seen countless patients.
From the moment they met, her eyes had been filled with curiosity, shock, and confusion, alternating, as if an ordinary person who knew nothing had broken into the world of doctors, and in the blink of an eye, she had a pair of eyes like this.
Qin Ju narrowed his eyes unconsciously, as if he wanted to see clearly, to see clearly that such a pair of eyes appeared on Lian Nan, on that beautiful young face, "What did you say?"
"I want to apply for auxiliary treatment for this child." Zhu Jin took a half step forward and repeated, "It only requires simple auxiliary treatment..."
"Doctor Qin, Doctor Nan from the general hospital is here." Zhu Jin's explanation was interrupted by the intern's hurried report, who respectfully invited a woman in her fifties to come over.
"Teacher Nan." Qin Ju took two steps forward and handed over the information in his hand. "This is the patient's information."
"Let me take a look." When Dr. Nan heard that the attending physician was Qin Ju, he knew that he didn't have to come over, but he definitely came over in the end. He took the information, followed Qin Ju into the ward, and carefully examined the child's condition.
"Unfortunately, even if we go to the General Hospital, we get the same conclusion." Doctor Nan bowed to the child's parents who followed him in eagerly, "You should make a choice as soon as possible."
"…My poor little girl, what should I do? I still hope that you will be healthy, happy, get married and have children in the future..." The mother was almost broken by the repeated setbacks in her hopes. "I'm sorry, little girl, I didn't take good care of you. It's my fault..."
There were desperate cries and bloody tears. The whole ward was silent except for her crying.
"Use special antipyretic medicine. With it, she will be able to live a normal and happy life." Looking at the rising temperature, Zhu Jin, who was quietly taking the pulse, looked over in the direction of the voice and saw an aunt who was about the same age as Doctor Nan, holding a strong man who was half a head taller than her, looking at Xiaonan's mother.
Xiaonan's mother looked up unconsciously and saw Aunt Li and her son who had a silly look on his face and kept pulling her away.
"Back then, I also wanted him to be a normal person and refused to use antipyretics. Later, the fever subsided, but he has been like this for more than 20 years. It is impossible for him to have children..." Aunt Li's eyes were moist, but there were no tears.
“…Go ahead, Doctor Qin, use the special antipyretic medicine.” Xiaonan’s mother stared blankly at Aunt Li and her son. After a moment, she closed her eyes and trembled as she spoke out the final choice.
"Go sign and go through the formalities!" Doctor Nan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Qin Jue, "Hurry up and apply for special antipyretic medicine."
The final plan was carried out in an orderly manner. The onlookers shook their heads and were about to leave, but they heard a familiar voice suddenly sounded, "Doctor Qin, let me try."
After taking two steps, all their feet returned to their original positions, and they saw Zhu Jin.