Chapter 101 Blood Cart
On the first night after Wei Feng took the medicine, he felt as if his lungs, which had always been burning, were now moistened by a handful of cool liquid.
My throat, which was always itchy and made me want to cough, now feels much more comfortable with the slight coolness!
Even the itching in the throat seemed to have become a little less severe after taking the medicine.
This feeling is probably like the grassland that has experienced a whole summer of dryness and is once again welcomed by the moistening autumn rain.
When I went to bed that night.
Wei Feng thought it was an illusion, a beautiful wishful thinking about curing cancer.
But by the next day, Wei Feng finally calmed down after feeling his coughing and hemoptysis had significantly reduced.
By the time they went to bed on the third night, their bodies had improved so much that Wei Feng and Ye Shuang were regretting why they had stayed in the Central Hospital for more than a month. This was delaying treatment and the disease!
Why didn't they listen to Dr. Su and go directly to the Sixth Hospital after the operation to ask Dr. Su for help?
If I had started Chinese medicine treatment at that time, I might have recovered now! How could I be so worried every day like now?
"If I had known that Chinese medicine in China is so powerful, I would have come to the Sixth Hospital after my surgery abroad." Wei Feng looked at the silver needles stuck all over his body, looked at Su Tang with a face full of regret and said, "It's only been 10 days, and my body is much lighter than before... I haven't coughed up blood in the past two days, and my sleep quality has improved by several levels."
Su Tang has heard Wei Feng's remarks like this many times in recent days. Many times, patients in the hospital often say similar things.
Of course, this kind of regret, such as "I should have known it earlier", will often appear in daily life.
There is even a folk saying that goes: If you know what will happen three days in advance, you will be rich for thousands of years.
Of course, when patients say this, they are usually not talking to the doctor, but to themselves.
They just want to confide in others about the parts of themselves that once made them feel remorseful and regretful.
Therefore, Su Tang smiled and gave Wei Feng an injection. She did not respond to the other party's remarks, but changed the subject and said: "This shows that Mr. Wei has a good affinity with Chinese medicine. Most people can't get well so quickly in 10 days."
"If Mr. Wei was not more sensitive to Chinese medicine and acupuncture stimulation, the effect would not have been better after taking the medicine, and it would not have been possible to have such a big change in such a short period of time."
In addition to Wei Feng's own Qi and Yin being damaged, and his entanglement with phlegm and heat, the prescription for resolving phlegm and clearing heat was very effective. The most important thing was that during his chemotherapy, he had extremely severe gastrointestinal reactions, often felt nauseous and vomited, and therefore lost weight very quickly.
These symptoms happen to be treated with miraculous effects using traditional Chinese medicine!
Ephedra and licorice can moisten the lungs and eliminate phlegm.
Safflower and red peony root can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.
In addition, drugs such as Ophiopogon japonicus and Disha are used to clear away heat and nourish the lungs.
Acupuncture can stimulate the body's meridians, regulate Qi and blood, and stimulate the body's potential, which is how Wei Feng can achieve the results he has today!
For this reason, Su Tang had to sigh that the vital acupuncture method passed down for hundreds of years in the previous dynasty's Imperial Hospital was indeed very effective, especially for those whose internal organs were failing and who were relatively weak.
However, in addition to this, the vitality soup developed for the emperor by countless generations of imperial physicians and imperial physicians is the killer weapon that can reverse the disease situation this time!
The ancients were obsessed with longevity, and emperors in history were particularly fond of pursuing the way to longevity. But immortality is ultimately just a legend, but the research of hundreds and thousands of imperial doctors did produce some results.
The most obvious example is probably the last few emperors of the previous dynasty. Almost none of them died before the age of 85! There were even several emperors who lived to the age of 95.
In ancient times when the average life expectancy was less than 30 years, this longevity was almost unbelievable.
This is even more incredible when it comes to these people, who are emperors who need to get up at four or five o'clock every day to attend court to handle government affairs.
Even in ancient times, the emperor was indeed the most noble person in the world, but this did not prevent this group of people from sleeping later than dogs and getting up earlier than chickens. Every day they had to coordinate various major affairs in the court and the world.
He also needed to follow the palace rules and give instructions to the concubines every night to prevent the royal family from becoming extinct.
But human energy is limited after all, even the emperor!
Therefore, under such circumstances, the average life expectancy of ancient emperors was only 39 years old...
However, the last five or six consecutive emperors of the previous dynasty all lived to be over 85 years old. So one can imagine how amazing the effects of the vitality soup and vitality needles are!
"Doctor Su, after all, your medical skills are too good! If it weren't for Doctor Su, we wouldn't know what to do now." Ye Shuang looked at Su Tang with a smile. The dark shadows in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows seemed to have disappeared in the sunlight outside the window over the past ten days.
"Ms. Ye, you are too polite... I just did what a doctor should do." After Su Tang inserted the last needle, she stood up and exchanged a few words with Ye Shuang. She reminded Wei Feng not to touch the needles in his body and to wait 15 minutes before removing them. After calling her, she stood up and left.
However, when Su Tang turned around, she saw Chai Jiang standing at the door with his assistant and a medicine box on his back.
Chai Jiang's eyes were complicated: "…………"
Chai Jiang stood at the door without saying a word. He just looked at Su Tang expressionlessly, and then looked at the face next to the bed, who usually appeared extremely arrogant on TV and GG magazines, but at this moment he forced out a flattering smile.
Then I looked at the patient on the bed who was showing obvious improvement.
Chai Jiang blurted out subconsciously: "Doctor Su, is Chinese medicine really so magical?"
Su Tang: “…………”
Su Tang observed Chai Jiang's expression for a few seconds without making a sound, organized her words, and then slowly said, "Maybe sometimes, it does look quite magical... but this is mainly because the effect can only be achieved after the patient's own physical condition has improved."
Although she didn't know why Dr. Chai suddenly sighed like this, Su Tang thought about it for a moment and subconsciously thought of Dr. Tan from the neurosurgery department next door.
The doctor who had been in charge of Wang Xiaomei's case...
Su Tang said cautiously: "Doctor Chai, do you want to learn Chinese medicine? Doctors Pan and Xiong in our department have recently started to learn Chinese medicine..."
Su Tang blinked, touched his chin and said seriously: "Actually, if you are interested, Dr. Chai can give it a try... There is no harm in learning more anyway."
At least she herself feels that the combination of Chinese and Western medicine has a very good effect.
For example, this cancer, and Wei Yan’s previous health condition…
If these two people had not undergone surgery before, including the removal of cancerous tumors, treatment of comminuted fractures of limbs, and spinal cord injuries, etc., even if she were to treat them now, the effect would definitely not be as good as it is now, and the speed of treatment would not be as fast as it is now.
"Doctor Su, what you said makes sense..." Chai Jiang nodded with a serious face.
Why not wait until he comes back and try it?
Anyway, he can't learn these Chinese medicines, so how can he learn them badly?
But if he could really learn it, maybe Chai Jiang would have a chance to surpass other doctors in the department?
Chai Jianghun was so excited that he could even eat two more bowls of dinner when he thought that a lung cancer patient who even the 102nd-ranked doctor in the world could not cure could be cured by himself one day!
Su Tang didn't know that just this one sentence made Chai Jiang from the oncology department take it to heart. After returning home, he began to study Chinese medicine seriously. Whenever he had time, he would read and recite carefully. Even if his colleagues looked at him with strange eyes, he would just pretend not to see it and continue to learn Chinese medicine knowledge.
Of course……
These are all later stories, and Su Tang doesn’t know any of this at the moment.
Wei Feng's chemotherapy prescription has not been changed yet. During this period, Wei Feng and Ye Shuang have communicated with Dr. Kent several times.
At first, the other party was just doing his job, but after a week of progress, he proposed that Wei Feng and Ye Shuang have a video call with him every two days, and asked Wei Feng to tell him in detail about his physical condition, symptoms and feelings during this period.
Su Tang didn't feel anything about it, but Wei Feng and Ye Shuang looked at her with more gratitude every time.
…………
After chatting with Chai Jiang about Wei Feng's situation, Su Tang turned around and left the ward and went to Wang Xiaomei's room next door.
From the time of the car accident to now, Wang Xiaomei has been in the hospital for more than two months.
From the despair of complete paralysis at the beginning to now being able to lift their legs with difficulty and complete the simplest flexion and extension of the lower limbs, Wang Xiaomei and her daughter Wang Yunyun live very happily every day, and life seems to be more hopeful as Wang Xiaomei's physical condition improves.
The mother and daughter seemed to have seen the rising sun after the dark clouds above their heads were pushed aside.
Wang Xiaomei expressed gratitude with tears in her eyes: "Dr. Su, I am so grateful for your help these days... If it weren't for you, Yunyun and I wouldn't know what to do. She was so young, but I could only lie in bed and burden her. At that time, I really thought I might as well die..."
Su Tang checked Wang Xiaomei's legs, which were gradually able to bend and stretch, and asked her to do some of the simplest and most basic leg movements according to her instructions. She smiled and nodded at Wang Xiaomei and said, "Auntie Wang, please don't say such things... I hear such things every day in the department now. If you really want to thank me... I can let Yunyun buy a rehabilitation chair for paraplegics online next month and start rehabilitation. In addition, I also need to change a few prescriptions for you."
However, Su Tang thought about the financial situation of the mother and daughter, and said, "Actually... if you two feel that staying in the hospital is too financially stressful, you should be able to be discharged in about a month..."
"But after being discharged from the hospital, she still needs to come to the clinic three to four times a week, and I need to continue to give her acupuncture treatment. Otherwise, the recovery effect may be a little slower with just soup and ointment. I'm afraid Yunyun may not be able to go to school by the next semester next year." Su Tang smiled and reminded: "Also, Aunt Wang should not be too anxious when she has to rehabilitate next month. She needs to proceed step by step, starting with about 15 to 20 minutes a day, and then being able to persist for an hour..."
"Yes, yes, yes! Dr. Su, don't worry, I will keep a close eye on my mother~" Wang Yunyun nodded, her mind as serious as a chicken pecking at rice.
After performing acupuncture on Wang Xiaomei, reminding Wang Yunyun to pay attention to the application time of the ointment, and taking care of Wei Feng's affairs, Su Tang returned to the doctor's office and began to write and organize today's medical records.
While surgeons are busy going to the operating room, ward rounds and medical records have become almost their entire life in the department for internal medicine doctors.
As Su Tang ran back and forth between the outpatient clinic, the ward, the classroom upstairs in the physical examination center, and home.
Su Tang was sitting in the outpatient clinic that day. She had just finished seeing a patient with a cold when the next second she heard Pan Yuhao slap his thigh hard and exclaimed "Oh shit".
"What's wrong, Doctor Pan?" Su Tang turned her head and looked at Pan Yuhao subconsciously.
Pan Yuhao held up his phone and looked at Su Tang and said, "Didn't you see the notification in our hospital group? Hurry up and open the MSI group on your phone to check the news."
Su Tang: “……?”
Su Tang was puzzled, but subconsciously reached out to take out the phone from her pocket and quickly opened the screen.
The touch screen of the mobile phone suddenly lit up, and the messages in the hospital's MSI group flashed across her eyes quickly.
"Today, a blood donation vehicle will come to the hospital. I hope that medical staff from all departments can organize blood donations spontaneously~" After the hospital group manager sent this sentence in the message group, he also sent a yellow smiley face.
Pan Yuhao pointed at the group message on his phone and said with a toothache: "The blood donation vehicle comes to our hospital once a year, saying that it is a spontaneous blood donation... But you don't know how much competition there is in other departments! Especially the guy surnamed Liu from the gastroenterology department next door. Whenever it is blood donation day, he likes to show off in front of me. One moment he said he donated 500 milliliters this year, and the next moment he said he donated 1,000 milliliters twice this year... If I donate less at one time in front of so many people, wouldn't it be embarrassing in front of that guy surnamed Liu?!"
Su Tang: “…………”
Su Tang was so embarrassed that she dared not say a word. It seemed that Dr. Liu and Dr. Pan did not get along well since the first day she was admitted to the hospital. Even though the gastroenterologists became more friendly to the general internal medicine doctors due to medical disputes, Dr. Liu and Dr. Pan still did not get along well with each other.
Although the meeting between the two was not like the collision of an iceberg and a volcano, at least they did not look at each other and snorted coldly when they met.
But Su Tang had never expected that even something as simple as blood donation would cause a fight between Dr. Pan and Dr. Liu.
But in the next second, after Su Tang was embarrassed, she remembered the problem in the novel about whether Su Wanwan's heart matched hers. In order to know whether the two hearts matched and met the conditions for transplantation, they had to be matched, and matching required blood from both parties...
Su Tang frowned subconsciously. She had organized blood donation activities at school before, but as a person weighing no more than 45 kilograms.
Su Tang was unable to meet the minimum blood donation weight requirement, so she never donated blood during her college years.
“This time, it shouldn’t be the person Su Wanwan and the others have brought, right?” Su Tang blinked. Her current weight was less than 45 kilograms, which did not meet the minimum standard for blood donation. The heroine and hero of the novel probably wouldn’t be so stupid, right?
However, this donation of blood still sounded a wake-up call for Su Tang, which meant that the time for the beginning of the novel was getting closer and closer.
From organ matching to organ donation in novels.
The story plot does not explain the whole process in detail. Since she is just a cannon fodder, many things are just glossed over. Even when Su Tang herself dreamed, she only dreamed of the important plot points in the novel. As for the details, there are none.
But according to existing logic, if we want to match organs, we first need to get a blood sample from her.
Then, to donate organs, you either have to get a donation form from her or from her parents.
In the novel, the male protagonists received the donation letter from her parents. After Su Yanbang and Fang Guiping knew that Su Wanwan was her sister in this body, they signed the organ donation without any hesitation.
“But in this life, the other party probably hasn’t had the chance to get a blood sample from me, and doesn’t know the degree of compatibility between the heart in my body and his. As fraternal twins… the possibility of the other party having surgery without a match is absolutely zero. After all, Su Rui is a smart deputy chief physician who graduated from a regular university…” Su Tang touched his chin and thought seriously.
It seems that if she just takes good care of herself during these days, maybe she can delay the development of the story?
Or could she find someone to follow this thread and find something to hold against the male and female protagonists?
However, Su Tang thought about it and felt that the probability of success of both options was too small.
The best she could do was to follow this clue to find out who was the person who wanted her blood sample.
But knowing the plot of the novel, it doesn’t really matter whether you know who this person is or not.
After all, the one who has money is the domineering male protagonist No. 1 Song Zhehao, and the final beneficiary will only be his twin sister Su Wanwan.
"Alas..." Su Tang stared with dead eyes. After all, she realized that she had no choice but to find a bodyguard to protect herself.
It’s not that Su Tang hasn’t thought about just going abroad, why not just go all out and wait for the plot to happen so that the hero and heroine can’t find them?
But let’s not talk about the fact that the other party is so rich that he can spend a lot of money to buy her news abroad. What if the plot god has a temper and makes the heroine replace her heart with someone else, and continue to wait for her heart in the country? What should she do then?
"So I have to make myself someone they can't reach and who they dare not set their sights on..." Su Tang's mouth was bitter as if he had taken a ton of coptis.
"Hey, Doctor Su, why are you chattering here?" Pan Yuhao looked at his young colleague, the expression on his face changing back and forth. He subconsciously moved forward, wanting to listen carefully to Su Tang's murmurs.
However, Su Tang's murmur was quieter than a mosquito, almost in her throat, and it disappeared in a flash. How could Pan Yuhao hear it clearly?
Pan Yuhao narrowed his eyes and looked suspicious: "Doctor Su, could it be that you wanted to donate blood but your weight didn't meet the standard?"
Pan Yuhao looked Su Tang up and down for a moment and said, "Doctor Su, I think you weigh at most 40 kilograms. If you want to donate blood, you will probably have to eat a few more meals of fried chicken takeout..."
Pan Yuhao smiled and said, "How about Dr. Su bring me some brain-boosting herbal food during this period... In exchange, I'll order fried chicken and barbecue for you every day... I can also order you a milk tea cake."
"With the high calorie intake and the Happy Fat House Water, Dr. Su's weight should be up to standard when the blood donation vehicle comes to our hospital next time." Pan Yuhao was very happy and always felt that he was very smart.
Su Tang: “…………”
Su Tang's face was frozen as she refused, "Doctor Pan, you think too much. I'm just a little annoyed, but I don't know how to put it into words, so let's just call it the cannon fodder's trouble. When I solve the cannon fodder's trouble, I will gain weight and donate blood again."
Before solving the big problem of the hero and heroine of the novel, Su Tang decided that she would never donate blood in her life.
Even scrapes and bruises have to be handled with caution.
Although she felt that this kind of caution might be of no use.
But this did not prevent Su Tang from trying hard to persevere for the sake of her own life.
Pan Yuhao: “…………”
He had heard someone on the Internet call his troubles "princess's troubles."
But I have never heard of anyone calling their troubles the troubles of cannon fodder.
Pan Yuhao was cursing in his heart, feeling that Dr. Xiao Su had become more and more extraordinary recently.
If Su Tang, who can earn tens of millions of dollars in medical fees, is still a cannon fodder, then people like him are not even as good as cannon fodder. He is a typical passerby in a novel, and even in the background of a comic book, the kind that the artist doesn't even draw his face!
This day at noon.
Five blood donation vehicles stopped in the parking lot of the Sixth Hospital. The hospital specially cleared a large area for the blood donation vehicles to facilitate medical staff from various departments to go to the blood donation vehicles to donate blood.
Pan Yuhao, Ma Jun, Xiong Wei and others all went to the blood donation vehicle as required by the hospital, and many of the patients' family members also lined up to enter.
"Hello...you are doctors from the general internal medicine department, right? It's great that you can support blood donation. But are you the only ones in this department? Are there other doctors and nurses who need to donate blood?" A young nurse in a white nursing uniform asked Pan Yuhao and others with a smile.
These words seemed to remind me of something inadvertently, but also seemed to say nothing.
It's just a simple question.
Pan Yuhao, Ma Jun and others didn't think much about it. They just waved their hands and smiled and said, "We still have a few nurses in our department who want to donate blood, but they have to come later. They are still working in the department now."
"Oh~ So that's how it is~ Then we can let them all come to our car to donate blood~ My brother is an internal medicine doctor. When they come here later, I can give them an extra box of milk~" the young nurse said with a smile, looking at Pan Yuhao with a friendly face.
In order to encourage people to donate blood, blood donation vehicles are often equipped with various milk umbrellas and other gifts to blood donors. This can be regarded as a small token of the government's appreciation to the kind-hearted blood donors.
Although these things are not a big deal, it does not prevent the blood donors from receiving the official's kindness and feeling happy.
Pan Yuhao scratched his head and grinned, "No need. It doesn't matter which car we donate blood from... We didn't come here to donate blood for this box of milk. You guys work hard, so there's no need to go through so much trouble."
The young nurse smiled as warmly as the spring breeze and said, "Why would it be a problem? I just have a lot of respect for internists like my brother!"
Pan Yuhao, Ma Jun, Xiong Wei: “…”
Uh~Why do they feel that the girl in front of them speaks a little strangely?
In the past, I've only heard about respecting doctors and medical workers, but I've never heard that this thing is divided into internal medicine and surgery.
But what was strange about it, the three of them couldn't tell exactly.
Could it be that this young nurse might particularly like the profession of internal medicine doctor?
Just when Pan Yuhao was daydreaming and his thoughts were about to go astray - could it be that the little nurse in front of him likes me?
The round-faced nurse opposite me asked shyly, "Are there no female doctors in your department? I thought I would meet some female doctors today, and I want to ask you something personal."
Pan Yuhao: “…Huh?”
Why did he feel that the nurse's words were even more strange?
However, when Pan Yuhao glanced at the people in the car who were donating blood, they seemed to be all men.
Looking at the young nurse's expression, she seemed embarrassed to be asked about gynecological diseases.
But this person has to draw blood every day, can't he see a few female doctors? The most important thing is to see a general practitioner, shouldn't he see a gynecologist?
There were a lot of complaints in his heart, but Pan Yuhao said honestly: "No more... There are only three of us in our department who meet the blood donation requirements. The other doctors do not meet the requirements."
"Oh, that's such a pity." The young nurse's face was full of disappointment and regret.
Pan Yuhao: “…”
What's there to regret? Aren't there other female doctors coming later?