If the heavens were clear, I would give everything, even my own life, to bear all the suffering and disasters for Qingwan. This would be a reckless act for me.
Thinking of this, tears have blurred my eyes and my vision has become hazy.
Zhang Xiaodong noticed my emotional fluctuations, and he comforted me, saying, "Hongjun, Qingwan is now receiving treatment at the Provincial Medical University Affiliated Hospital, and Lin Xun has found an expert through his connections. Don't worry, as the most powerful hospital in the province, Qingwan will definitely recover."
My heart immediately sank to the bottom. If Qingwan was only suffering from a minor illness, how could she be sent there for treatment? Zhang Xiaodong was always very cautious in his words, and the fact that he used the phrase "turn danger into safety" showed that the situation was very critical at the time.
The more I tried to hold back my tears, the more they flowed uncontrollably.
Along the way, I lived in agony and anxiety, anticipating countless possible outcomes, good or bad.
After arriving at the destination, as soon as I got off the car, Lin Fun hurried to greet me.
She grabbed my wrist tightly, stopping me from rushing into the hospital: "Hongjun, don't worry, Qingwan is in a stable condition now."
Although I may have different views and opinions on her, I have to thank her for her efforts on Qingwan.
I stopped and asked her calmly, "Do you know what caused this?"
She didn't answer me directly, but went up to greet Zhang Xiaodong, and seemed to be saying to Zhang Xiaodong, but also to me: "Director Zhu and Auntie are in the ward now."
Zhang Xiaodong said to me, "Hongjun, go up and see Qingwan first. Lin Xun and I have something to discuss."
I didn't look back and walked straight into the hospital.
Lin Xun reminded me from behind: "Ward T01."
Under the guidance of the medical guide, I came to Qingwan's ward. This is a special needs ward with luxurious facilities comparable to a star hotel.
I rushed into the ward impatiently, only to see Qingwan wearing an oxygen mask, lying quietly on the clean white bed.
My father-in-law and mother-in-law were standing beside the bed. When I saw them, I felt like a child who had been wronged. I couldn't hold back my tears any longer and they burst out.
My father-in-law put his arm around my shoulders and consoled me: "You have to be strong."
I choked up and asked, "Qingwan, what happened? She was fine this morning."
Before my father-in-law could answer, a cold voice came: "Who are you to the patient?"
I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman in a white coat and a mask standing at the head of the bed.
I judged that this should be Qingwan's attending physician, so I politely replied: "I am her husband."
She glanced at me with her almond-shaped eyes above her bra and said indifferently, "Come with me to the office. I have something to say."
I glanced at my father-in-law, and he signaled with his eyes that I should follow the doctor's instructions.
At the door of the doctor's office, I saw a nameplate that read: Deputy Chief Physician of Respiratory Medicine - Yang Ruining.
I mechanically followed her instructions. She asked me to sit down, and I sat opposite her obediently, for fear of angering her and affecting Qingwan's treatment.
When she took off her mask, I was surprised to find that she only had 10 eyes. She has been promoted to deputy chief physician at such a young age, which shows that she is already a leader in this field.
She lowered her head and wrote something, completely ignoring my presence, as if I were just air.
I sat there awkwardly for a while, and she suddenly asked, "How long have you been married to the patient?"
I couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. What on earth did this personal problem have to do with Qingwan's illness?
But I still answered readily: "Almost two years."
She looked up at me with a slightly surprised expression: "It's too late to get married."
I explained, "We are both married to each other."
She asked thoughtfully, "Has the patient ever had any symptoms before, such as difficulty breathing, dizziness or even fainting, or edema in the lower limbs?"
I thought about it and sorted out my memories: "Maybe I did, but I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. However, these symptoms became more obvious after my wife became pregnant. The previous doctor thought it was a normal reaction during pregnancy, and it might also be some anxiety."
She snorted and said to herself, "Quack."
I was shocked and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with my wife?"
"Based on the clinical manifestations and the results of MRI, ultrasound and other examinations, the preliminary diagnosis was IPAH."
I was completely confused. I had never heard of this disease before, so I asked, "Doctor, I don't quite understand. What exactly is this disease?"
She looked at me blankly and said, "Idiopathic pulmonary hypertension."