"Later, I was admitted to the Provincial College of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
Fang Le nodded and said with a smile.
"well."
Lin Deming, who is 42 years old this year, was so excited that his eyes filled with tears when he saw Fang Le.
The withered yellow hand grasped Fang Le's fair and slender hand, and the two hands formed a sharp contrast.
"Although you were a bit withdrawn when you were in school, your academic performance has always been good. I know that you will definitely be able to go to college. It is not easy for your mother to raise you. Only by going to college can you change your destiny."
He is truly a good and honest teacher who is touching.
Sitting next to the hospital bed was Lin Deming's lover.
Lin Deming's lover is only forty years old, but the skin on his face is rough, the crow's feet are deep, and there are spots of gray on the temples. He looks like he is in his fifties.
Listening to Lin Deming and Fang Le talking, Lin Deming's lover couldn't help turning his back and secretly wiping tears.
Lao Lin himself is already like this. He doesn't know how many more days he can live. What he worries about is his students.
"That is……"
Lin Deming looked at Zhang Xiyue, thinking he was also his student.
"This is my wife, Zhang Xiyue."
Fang Le hurriedly introduced: "I also attended a middle school in the town. Today we went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate, and that's when we heard about you."
"Did Xiping tell you again?"
Lin Deming sighed: "That kid Xiping was kind-hearted when he was in school. He was the class monitor and very responsible. I personally selected him as the class monitor, and now he is worried about me."
Fang Le finally knew Jiang Xiping's name, but she still needs to know more about her surname.
Well, he was still the squad leader at that time, the squad leader chosen by Lin Deming himself. No wonder he was so dedicated and grateful.
Generally speaking, students who have served as class cadres in school have a stronger sense of responsibility after entering society.
What Fang Le didn't know was that Lin Deming was their class teacher when they were in the first grade of junior high school and took them to the third grade of junior high school for three full years.
As he spoke, Lin Deming looked at Zhang Xiyue again: "I didn't expect you to be married. I will get the certificate today. When will the wedding be held? I...may not be able to drink your wedding wine."
"Our wedding was held last year, and today we need to apply for a new marriage certificate."
As he spoke, Fang Le sat down next to Lin Deming, and put his fingers on Lin Deming's wrist to feel Lin Deming's pulse.
"Teacher Lin, don't be pessimistic. In fact, I also got seriously ill last year and almost didn't make it through. Thanks to Xiyue."
Fang Le felt for his pulse and said with a smile: "You will definitely be lucky this time."
"I'm very happy to see you."
Lin Deming smiled bitterly.
He also noticed Fang Le's small movements, but he didn't say anything or stop him.
Fang Le just said that he was admitted to the Provincial College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Now he thinks he should graduate and become a doctor.
Lin Deming, a newly graduated doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, does not have high hopes, but he does not dampen the enthusiasm of his students.
"Teacher Lin, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Fang Le asked while feeling his pulse.
"I've been in this situation for almost half a year. I had a stomachache while I was in class, and I didn't pay attention to it. Later I couldn't bear it anymore and went to the county hospital. I stayed in the county hospital for a few days and the cause was not found out, so I went to the city hospital again.
, then I realized it was Hahaha disease.”
"Ha" is the dialect here in Guanzhong, which means bad. In rural areas, some diseases that are difficult to treat are called Haha diseases, such as cancer, which are Haha diseases.
Lin Deming did not answer Fang Le's question from the patient's perspective, but spoke to Fang Le casually.
Judging from the time, it has been almost half a year since the onset of the disease. Generally speaking, there are no obvious symptoms in the early stage of liver cancer. Once discovered, it is basically in the late stage. It has been half a year since the discovery. Lin Deming's condition is indeed quite bad.
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If Fang Le hadn't accidentally heard from Jiang Xiping this time, Lin Deming would never have lasted more than two months in his current situation.
Judging from the pulse condition, Lin Deming's current condition is very bad, similar to the patients Fang Le encountered at Jiangzhong Hospital and Shanghai Hospital. In this situation, liver transplantation may be the only option.
The most important thing is that Fang Le has not yet seen the condition of the lesion, and does not know whether it has spread or whether it is suitable for liver transplantation. Although traditional Chinese medicine can detect the condition by diagnosing the pulse, this is from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine.
Just like traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions, which must be used with the support of traditional Chinese medicine theory, surgical operations must also be performed on the basis of some modern methods.
After all, doctors are not clairvoyants.
It's nonsense to know whether surgery can be done simply by feeling the pulse without taking X-rays or examinations.
And even if Lin Deming's situation is suitable for liver transplantation, liver source is still a very troublesome matter.
"You don't have to worry about me."
When Lin Deming saw Fang Le frowning, he smiled and comforted: "Everyone has his or her own destiny. I'm actually not afraid, it's just..." Lin Deming glanced at his wife next to him and was speechless.
I am forty-two years old and have two children. One is a freshman in high school and the other is a senior in high school. Now all the burden falls on my wife.
"Teacher Lin, don't worry."
Fang Le let go of his wrist, took out his cell phone, found Li Dingjiang's phone number, and dialed Li Dingjiang.
The patient is in the Department of Hepatology, and Li Dingjiang is the director of the Department of Orthopedics and Traumatology, so naturally he doesn't care about this. However, Fang Le only has Li Dingjiang's phone number and no one else's.
And with Fang Le's current position in the industry, as long as Jinbao City Central Hospital knows about Fang Le's arrival, the battle will definitely not be small.
When he came just now, the reason why Fang Le didn't alarm anyone was mainly because he wanted to understand the situation first.
The teacher is sick. As a doctor, Fang Le must help. But to what extent and with what intensity he can help depends on the situation.
Fang Le has never been a good person, and he has never been compassionate.
Maybe it's because of the doctor. Before he was reborn, he saw a lot of birth, old age, sickness, death, and poverty, so he was relatively rational in this regard.
The profession of doctor is really the one that encounters the most poor patients and patients in critical condition. In the hospital, every day there are patients who cannot afford to be treated, and every day there are patients who are seriously ill or even die.
Sometimes some people think that doctors are indifferent. In fact, they are not indifferent, but they have seen it too much and become accustomed to it.
Fang Le was calling the landline number in Li Dingjiang's office, and Li Dingjiang might not be there at this time.
To Fang Le's surprise, the phone rang for about a minute before someone answered the call.
"Hello, I'm Li Dingjiang, who are you?"
Li Dingjiang had just returned to the office when he heard the landline ring.
"Director Li, I am Fang Le."
"Professor Fang."
Li Dingjiang's voice was a little surprised.
Although I know Fang Le and have met Fang Le, only a few months have passed and Fang Le is completely different from the last time I met Li Dingjiang.
The last time Li Dingjiang saw Fang Le was when Fang Le went on an inspection tour with Mu Xuehui. At that time, they visited Jinbao City, and Fang Le stayed at the Central Hospital for a few days.
At that time, Fang Le had invented a new flexor tendon suturing method and had just begun to perform liver resection surgeries.
But now, Fang Le has performed the country's first semi-isolated liver tumor resection, the country's first living donor liver transplant, and the country's first split liver transplant.
From an elite young doctor at first, he has become the top liver surgery expert in the country.
Because Fang Le's college classmate Peng Kai worked under Li Dingjiang, and there are still several doctors at Jinbao City Central Hospital studying with Li Xiwen and Huang Xiaolong in the emergency department of Xijing Hospital, so Li Dingjiang knew a lot about Fang Le during this period.
clearly.
During this period of time, Li Dingjiang could hear Fang Le's legend from time to time.
Now this legend personally called him. How could this make Li Dingjiang not excited?
It's not just exciting, it's also a bit unreal.
"Is something wrong, Professor Fang?"
Li Dingjiang said hurriedly: "I haven't congratulated Professor Fang yet for completing three of the country's first extrahepatic surgeries."
"Thank you, Director Li."
Fang Le smiled and said, "I'm actually at the central hospital right now."
"Professor Fang is in our hospital right now?"
Li Dingjiang couldn't believe it.
Why is there no movement at all?
With Fang Le's current status in the industry, how could he be silent when he arrived at their hospital?
"Where are you now? I'll be right over?"
Li Dingjiang said hurriedly.
"In Hepatobiliary Medicine."
Fang Le explained the ward: "My junior high school teacher is hospitalized here. Come over for a visit and give Director Li a call by the way."
"Professor Fang, if you don't say hello when you come here, you're scolding me."
Li Dingjiang said hurriedly: "I'll be there soon."
When Fang Le hung up the phone, Li Dingjiang didn't dare to delay. He first called Dean Yan Guomin and told Yan Guomin that Fang Le had come to the hospital. Then he called Yu Haiqiang, director of the Department of Hepatobiliary Medicine.
After making the call, Li Dingjiang hurried to the inpatient area of the Department of Hepatobiliary Medicine.
Before he even went upstairs, Li Dingjiang met Yan Guomin.
Yan Guomin and the two vice presidents met together and arrived at the Department of Hepatobiliary Medicine. Yu Haiqiang was waiting at the door of the department.
In addition to Yu Haiqiang himself, there is also a deputy director of the department.
Several people met, and six of them marched toward the ward together.
In the ward, Lin Deming was still talking to Fang Le.
"Do you still know the director here?"
Fang Le did not avoid Lin Deming on the phone just now, so Lin Deming could hear it.
Fang Le is a doctor now, so it is normal to know some doctors, but he only knows those at the director level, which somewhat surprises Lin Deming.
"yes."
Fang Le said with a smile: "My suggestion for your situation is to transfer to Xijing Hospital and let them know."
Whether it is long-term conservative treatment or subsequent liver transplantation, Jinbao City Central Hospital is not suitable. Long-term treatment is definitely more convenient in Xijing Hospital. For surgery, the operating room here does not have the conditions for surgery.