Chapter 98 Hemoptysis that cannot be concealed

Country M, Central Hospital ward.

This is a high-end comprehensive medical hospital founded in 1823 and one of the best top hospitals in the United States.

Since Wei Feng discovered that he had lung cancer in China, both Ye Shuang and Wei Feng were very nervous, so they immediately found a medical headhunting company and asked them to help find the most suitable international top doctors as soon as possible.

As well-known first-line movie queens and famous first-line gold medal agents in the country, Wei Feng and Ye Shuang both have good connections and financial resources. It didn't take long for them to find two top thoracic surgeons ranked in the top 200 in the world.

Both of them are extremely good at treating lung cancer, especially lung cancer diagnosis and chemotherapy.

After seeing the treatment plans of these two doctors, Ye Shuang finally chose the higher-ranked Dr. Kent, who is ranked 102nd in the world this year and is an outstanding thoracic surgeon.

However, neither Ye Shuang nor Wei Feng had expected that when the disease was first discovered in the country, it was still type 2a. However, it turned into type 2b in just a dozen days!

According to the international lung cancer classification standards, type 2 lung cancer belongs to the early and middle stages of lung cancer. However, type 2a does not show lymph node metastasis, while type 2b means that the cancer tumor continues to expand, and is sometimes accompanied by cancer lymph node or bronchial metastasis.

Logically speaking, within such a short period of time, the cancer would not have spread far, and the probability of being cured is very high.

However, this time, Wei Feng became one of the few again!

Not only was the disease found to have metastasized again one month after the operation, but the chemotherapy during this period also made Wei Feng look extremely haggard.

Chemotherapy not only kills cancer cells, it also kills normal cells in the body.

Lung cancer caused chest tightness, shortness of breath, cough, and hemoptysis. Chemotherapy caused liver and kidney damage, poor appetite, nausea and vomiting, and hair falling out in clumps. Even in just over a month, the mental stress and physical pain made Wei Feng lose two big circles of weight!

The distressed Ye Shuang shed tears in secret every day.

The most important thing is that a few days ago, Dr. Kent told Ye Shuang privately that Wei Feng’s illness might not be cured.

Ye Shuang's tears flowed even more, but she didn't dare to cry loudly in front of Wei Feng. She could only hide in a corner of the hospital and grieve in secret.

Today, like usual, Ye Shuang climbed to the rooftop and cried silently.

But not long after, Wei Feng followed in a hospital gown. Seeing how miserable Ye Shuang was, his eyes also turned red. He took two steps forward, patted his wife on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to be like this... eight out of ten things in life are not as expected, but I only have one thing that is not so satisfactory... so what's there to be sad about? I'm already luckier than many people."

"You see, not only did I marry the wife of my dreams, I also fulfilled my dream from more than ten years ago. When you graduated from film school, I vowed to make you a top star. At that time, no one believed that I could do it..."

"But look at me now, haven't I done it?" Wei Feng stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Shuang, unconsciously pulling Ye Shuang into his arms, and tried to force a smile and said, "Even I have become a top broker in the country now. How many of our former classmates can do it?"

"No, so you don't have to cry..."

Wei Feng coaxed Ye Shuang softly, reached into his pocket to take out a napkin and wiped his wife's tears.

In fact, more than ten years ago, Ye Shuang and Wei Feng were both students in the acting department of the Film Academy, and they were even classmates. However, as time went by, Ye Shuang went further and further on the road of acting, but Wei Feng directly passed the agent's license after filming for two years and changed his industry.

Ye Shuang lowered her head, her voice was dull and bitter. Even though Ye Shuang was usually called a goddess by countless netizens on the Internet, the events of the past month or so had made her look even more haggard: "So what if you become a first-tier broker? You didn't like being a broker before... If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have changed your career to do this..."

"I've been thinking about this these days. If you had continued to act and become a star like me, with your professional self-discipline, would you have refused to smoke and drink for the past ten years... would you not have gotten lung cancer...?"

"I was still wondering, if there hadn't been that wedding a few days ago, would your illness not be so serious now? Would the disease not have spread after the operation?" Ye Shuang lowered her head, unable to see her face clearly, but tears were streaming down her face.

Transparent tears flowed across the void and landed on Ye Shuang's white skirt, soaking a large area of ​​it.

Ye Shuang didn’t know anything about medicine before. As a star and an actress, she only needed to learn and do everything she could.

But during these days, Ye Shuang not only stayed in the hospital and took care of Wei Feng every day, but also used the rest of her free time to read various medical books. As the saying goes, long illness makes a good doctor, the more she knew and understood, Ye Shuang also understood that the main cause of lung cancer is smoking!

Ye Shuang felt even more sad when she thought about how Wei Feng never put down his cigarette in order to socialize, to collaborate with her and GG's film and television company, and to relieve his boredom when he was under a lot of pressure.

Because when the two of them were studying in school, Wei Feng never smoked a single cigarette. He even felt like vomiting every time he smelled cigarettes. After graduating from school, during the two years of acting, Wei Feng never smoked a single cigarette.

Ye Shuang still remembers from beginning to end that when they were filming, Wei Feng smiled and said that he wanted to be a high-quality idol.

In Wei Feng's mind, a quality idol would not smoke, drink or fight...

The more Ye Shuang thought about it, the sadder he became. His tears flowed more and more as he felt his painful mood. Soon his vision became blurred and he could no longer see what was ahead.

"Hey... Is this what you've been thinking about these days?"

"I'm a man. Even if I didn't smoke in school, I still smoke because I have a lot of social activities... Look at the number of people in our entertainment industry, how many of them don't smoke? Even if I didn't smoke in the past, I'll smoke after being in the entertainment industry for a long time... What does this have to do with you? It's just that I've reached the age to smoke." Wei Feng hugged Ye Shuang, patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "You don't have to think so much... These things have nothing to do with you."

"To put it bluntly, the reason why I got lung cancer was because of my poor health... Look at all the smokers, what is the probability of getting lung cancer?" Wei Feng buried Ye Shuang's head in his arms: "So after all, these things are still my own fault, and have nothing to do with you."

"Besides, my lung cancer may not be caused by smoking. Air pollution and genetics are all possible... Who knows if any of my ancestors have the gene for lung cancer?" Seeing that Ye Shuang refused to raise her head and his thin clothes were soon wet with tears, Wei Feng was in a hurry to comfort her and wipe her tears: "Don't cry... There's nothing to cry about. My luck is really better than many people."

"Look at those people living in the mountains...how much do they earn every year? How much do I earn every year now?"

"So don't cry, don't cry..."

"Besides, the doctor didn't say that I won't be able to live for a few more years because of this disease... Maybe I can still live for another 20 or 30 years? Don't cry, don't cry..."

But looking at Wei Feng who had shaved his head for chemotherapy, I felt awkward comforting myself with such a big bald head.

Ye Shuang cried even harder...

She still remembered from the beginning to the end what Dr. Kent told her a few days ago: According to the current rate of metastasis of Wei Feng's cancer, he might only have about one and a half to two years to live.

Whenever Ye Shuang thought about the countdown of his life, he felt as if his chest was suffocating.

"Wuwuwu... Wuwuwu... Wuwuwu..." Ye Shuang hugged Wei Feng and cried loudly: "Why is there no doctor who can cure you? Why is there no one who can help us? Wuwuwu! I want to call them, I want to call them and ask them to find a better doctor for us! Find a better doctor! It doesn't matter how much it costs! Wuwuwu!"

She didn't want to give up, how could she give up?

Even though Wei Feng had been telling her every day these days that he was already much better than many people, and that life was not always satisfactory...

But she doesn't want to give up!

With his beloved crying loudly in his arms, Wei Feng was in a panic, not at all like the elite in the company in the past. Instead, he looked like a clumsy boy in his teens. He patted Ye Shuang on the back and comforted her, "Don't cry, don't cry, let's make a call, make a call... Don't cry... I will treat my illness well these days and try to get better soon..."

But Wei Feng's eyes also turned red, and he shed tears along with Ye Shuang.

In fact, how could he not want to live?

Even ants are greedy. How could he be worse than ants when he has a career, a wife, and a family?

But some things are not what he wants them to be...

Wei Feng lowered his eyes, the bitterness in his heart spreading from his chest to his limbs, like a bone-attaching cancer climbing up every nerve in his body.

Ye Shuang thought he didn't know what Dr. Kent said, but in fact he did know. He asked other doctors in the hospital and knew how serious his condition was.

He really can't be cured this time...

However, just as the couple hugged each other and cried, Ye Shuang's cell phone suddenly rang, and Xie Zhuokai's name was very eye-catching on the phone.

Seeing that it was Xie Zhuokai calling, Ye Shuang quickly wiped her tears, quickly climbed out of her husband's arms, and hurriedly answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Xie Zhuokai's cold voice rang out from the receiver at the right time...

"Ye Shuang, this is Xie Zhuokai... I asked around for your help, and one of them contacted a thoracic oncologist who is ranked 46th on the global list of famous doctors. But he said that even if he jumped the queue for treatment... the waiting list is already three months later. He cannot accept any new patients during this period."

As Xie Zhuokai's voice came from the receiver, the slightly smiling face on Ye Shuang's face instantly collapsed, and the whole person was like a withered flower. The cold autumn wind from the top floor of the hospital withered her and dried up every drop of moisture in her body.

"This...can't you think of a solution? Can't you think of another solution?" Ye Shuang's throat was so dry that she could hardly speak clearly, but the high-quality mobile phone still transmitted the voice of the call to Xie Zhuokai's receiver.

Xie Zhuokai was silent for a moment, "Sorry... I have asked around, and this is the best candidate I can find at the moment."

After all, the gap between the entertainment industry and the medical industry is too big, and the two are not in the same country, so it seems a bit forced no matter how you look at it.

Ye Shuang lowered her head, her back looking lonely and painful. Even a stranger who didn't hear the content of the call could clearly tell the content of the call from Ye Shuang's back.

What's more, Wei Feng and Ye Shuang were sitting on the same chair, hugging each other and could hear everything clearly.

Seeing his wife so sad, Wei Feng reached out to take the phone from Ye Shuang and decided to talk things over with his boss and thank him for his help.

Although the results were not good, a three-month waiting period was much better than the two years they had previously inquired about.

But at this moment...

Xie Zhuokai said slowly on the other end of the phone: "But I have another candidate I want to recommend to you... Even if she may not be able to cure Wei Feng, she can definitely help prolong Wei Feng's life... Moreover, I think her medical skills are not inferior to those of the top 100 doctors in the list of famous doctors, but her reputation is slightly worse. I don't know if you are willing to go to her for treatment..."

"Who?" Like a drowning traveler grabbing at the last straw, Ye Shuang asked almost instinctively. The voice was so loud that it almost scared Wei Feng.

"Su Tang, Doctor Su. He is the doctor who cured my father of the paralysis caused by a stroke." Xie Zhuokai said decisively.

"The other party is a general physician at the Sixth Hospital. If you are interested, I will ask Secretary Zhao to leave you the phone number, or you can go to the hospital yourself."

Ye Shuang, Wei Feng: “???!!”

Ye Shuang's eyes widened, almost in disbelief.

Is this Dr. Su the doctor who saw at first sight that Wei Feng had lung cancer?

But isn't he an expert in treating stroke paralysis sequelae? How can he also treat lung cancer? Isn't the gap too big?

But she knew that the more top-notch doctors were, the more specialized they would be in certain areas.

Subconsciously recalling Su Tang's appearance, Ye Shuang's two beautiful willow-shaped eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a ball. At that time, she did not forget that although this Doctor Su said that he cured her acute attack of bronchial asthma, his height, body shape and appearance did not look like a famous doctor who could cure lung cancer.

Ye Shuang has dealt with many doctors in the hospital these days, both old and young.

But almost without exception, doctors' skills improve with age, and few doctors are able to break this rule.

"Even if we can break it... isn't the age gap a bit too big?"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Shuang murmured to herself, her expression unconsciously becoming tangled.

It’s not that she didn’t believe what Xie Zhuokai said, but what Mr. Xie said was just too outrageous for her to believe!

"What do you think we should do? Should we stay here and wait for three months... or go back to our country to see the situation?" Ye Shuang wiped her tears fiercely, her voice still nasal, but her eyes were fixed on Wei Feng, waiting for his decision.

After all, it was Wei Feng who was sick, and the final decision had to be made by Wei Feng himself.

Wei Feng looked at Ye Shuang's red eyes and wiped the tears from her red eyes. "Go back. You can get chemotherapy in China anyway... It doesn't make much sense to stay here."

"After returning home, we will go to the Sixth Hospital to have a look. If it can be cured... we will give it a try. If it cannot be cured... we will find another hospital for chemotherapy."

"Besides, my parents are very tired after being abroad for so many days. It should be much better for them to return to their familiar place."

"Well! Then let's go back to our country and give it a try...!"

Ye Shuang sniffed and said firmly: "No matter what, we have to give it a try..."

Even if it can't be cured, can it be worse?

Aren't they now cornered?

These three months cannot be wasted. At worst, I can wait three months before going abroad to see that internationally renowned doctor!

………………

Su Tang thought that in situations like Ye Shuang and Wei Feng's, when they knew that she could provide treatment, they would immediately rush from home to the Sixth Hospital.

Even if she had examined Wei Feng that afternoon, she would not have found it strange.

However, Su Tang never expected that these two people would not show up until more than half a week later.

When they came to the clinic, the two of them did not wear any makeup, but they did an obvious disguise. They even made an appointment with Su Tang for the last batch in the afternoon, which was after most doctors had gone off work and after Pan Yuhao, Xiong Wei and others had left the clinic.

Only then did Ye Shuang and the other person come to the hospital for treatment.

Ye Shuang and Wei Feng, along with their two assistants, closed the door as soon as they entered, as if they were thieves entering a house or spies entering a village, and they were very cautious.

Only after the doors, windows and curtains were closed did Ye Shuang and Wei Feng take off their sunglasses, hats and other items, and sit down in front of the treatment table with serious faces.

"I've read your medical records. Please stretch out your hand so I can feel your pulse..."

Seeing Wei Feng with a big bald head, Su Tang was subconsciously stunned for a moment, but then she realized that he might have been losing his hair after surgery and chemotherapy, so he might as well shave it all off to avoid trouble.

In the country, the number of newly diagnosed cancer patients each year is approximately four to five million. Chemotherapy is even more common for cancer patients. Basically, 80 to 90 percent of cancer patients will deal with chemotherapy.

Hair loss is the most obvious feature of chemotherapy.

Thoughts went around in a circle in Su Tang's mind. Su Tang stretched out her hand and motioned Wei Feng to put his hand on the occipital.

As the saying goes, Chinese medicine emphasizes "observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation", while Western medicine emphasizes "visual inspection, palpation and percussion".

No matter which one it is - look, it's always number one.

Su Tang looked at Wei Feng's face carefully and saw that he looked pale and thin, with dark circles under his eyes and even black spots on his skin. He was no longer as energetic as when they first met. Su Tang slowly withdrew her gaze and waited for him to put his wrist on the occipital.

Wei Feng nodded and extended his hand politely, "Okay, Doctor Su, I have to thank you for seeing my cancer at the concert. Otherwise, I'm afraid I might not have discovered that I had lung cancer until now... ahem..."

But the hand was only halfway extended.

The strong smell of disinfectant from the hospital clinic filled Wei Feng's nostrils. Wei Feng could no longer bear the pungent smell that he had smelled since he entered the hospital, and he started coughing subconsciously.

However, the coughing became louder and more urgent.

Wei Feng instinctively took out a napkin to cover his mouth and nose and coughed violently. When the other party took the napkin away -

A pool of bright red blood on the white napkin stung the eyes of Su Tang and everyone else present.

Su Tang frowned subconsciously, and her expression became serious involuntarily.

Hemoptysis...

This is an extremely serious pathological indicator for lung cancer patients.

Hemoptysis does not necessarily occur only in the late stage, but may also occur in the early stage.

But when Su Tang found out that Wei Feng had lung cancer, he did not cough up blood, and there was a lot of blood coughed up on his napkin. It is very likely that it is the blood metastasis of lung cancer in the late stage. Lung cancer patients in this situation may even vomit blood directly!

"Sorry, Dr. Su... cough cough cough... cough cough... I've been feeling a little unwell lately." After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wei Feng placed his wrist on the pillow.

"You don't have to apologize to me... Eliot once said - there are two things in this world that can't be hidden, one is love, and the other is coughing. So the love between you and Miss Ye can't be hidden from others, and your cough can't be hidden from the doctor." While Su Tang comforted each other, she gently placed her fingers on Wei Feng's pulse, and Su Tang carefully took Wei Feng's pulse.

As soon as his fingers touched the other person's pulse, Su Tang could clearly perceive the other person's current condition.

The pulse is weak, powerless, feeble, and beats very slowly, like a leaf that is about to wither in winter. The vitality slowly dissipates with the cool winter breeze, and it becomes increasingly lonely and cold.

And this pulse was also telling Su Tang that the life of the patient in front of him seemed to be coming to an end!

Su Tang frowned, looked at the other person's now bloodless face, and said carefully, "I know about your situation... Although I haven't seen the information you brought, but judging from your pulse... You are almost in the late stage of lung cancer... But you are only one step away from the late stage of lung cancer..."

The biggest difference between mid-stage lung cancer and late-stage lung cancer is that patients in the late stage will experience systemic symptoms, such as limb paralysis, coma, jaundice, etc.

The symptoms of patients in the middle stage of lung cancer are mostly limited to the respiratory system, such as coughing, hemoptysis, etc.

But the Wei Feng in front of him looked weak and exhausted, and his body had obviously become much thinner than it had been more than a month ago. He looked listless and listless, and only slightly better than those patients in the late stage of coma and paralysis.

"I didn't expect your illness to develop so rapidly in just over a month. At this rate, the situation will definitely be bad..."

Su Tang sighed, and looked at Ye Shuang and Wei Feng with her dark eyes, saying, "Before you came, I had heard Secretary Zhou and Director Xie talk about Mr. Wei's condition. I'm sure you should be aware of your own condition before you came."

Su Tang: "Then I'll get straight to the point and say no more..."

"In traditional Chinese medicine, lung cancer is a disease caused by internal deficiency of vital energy, which in turn causes the lungs to be invaded by evil toxins."

"To treat this disease, you need to use the Yin-nourishing and heat-clearing soup to resolve phlegm and detoxify, and then use the Yin-nourishing and lung-saving treatment method, and there may be a turn for the better..."

Su Tang frowned and said slowly: "But this is only a possibility of a turnaround, not a certainty..."

Because Su Tang had never imagined that Wei Feng's lung cancer would develop so rapidly, leaving the patient no room to breathe.

Su Tang's words were serious, and Ye Shuang's face turned ugly. Her eyes subconsciously turned red, and she said anxiously: "Doctor Su, when you first saw Afeng, didn't you say that you could treat this disease for him? Is there no hope now? But didn't you call Director Xie before and ask if you had any solution? How come there is no way to turn things around? Did you say something wrong just now?..."

"Shuangshuang!" Wei Feng saw Ye Shuang's expression suddenly become agitated, so he quickly held his wife in his arms and reminded her loudly to prevent her from continuing to collapse in the hospital.

In fact, Wei Feng was also disappointed when he heard what Su Tang said, but he was a little better than his wife. After all, Wei Feng had a psychological expectation before coming here, and after knowing that his illness might not be cured, he no longer had any expectations for the next treatment. Without expectations, there would be no disappointment, which is also Wei Feng's mentality every time he goes to the hospital.

Besides, at Su Tang's age, you can tell at first glance that he is a freshman who has just graduated from college.

Even though the other party reminded him that he had lung cancer, it still could not change the fact that he had just graduated from school.

However, Su Tang only glanced at Wei Feng, then at Ye Shuang before slowly saying, "Don't worry, you two... This disease can still be cured... But whether it can be cured really depends on fate."

"It's not that I said that on purpose... to scare you two."

Su Tang looked serious and said earnestly, "But... Mr. Wei's lung cancer is spreading too fast. I don't know if Mr. Wei is sensitive to Chinese medicine. If Chinese medicine treatment is the same as chemotherapy, the effect is not good or even ineffective, then even if the prescription I have is good, it will not be able to cure Mr. Wei."

This is why, in general, every time doctors see a disease, they will subconsciously tell the most serious condition and consequences of the disease, but patients often think that this is because the doctor is scaring them.

Even Su Tang herself, before examining Wei Feng at the concert, thought that Wei Feng had just ordinary early-stage lung cancer. She never expected that his condition would progress so rapidly in just over a month or less than two months.