Because Chai Jing promised to provide funding, Yanyan was finally qualified to fight the disease.
Otherwise, because her family is too poor, she can only give up treatment.
Of course, leukemia is still a terminal disease, but now there is just a glimmer of hope.
Gao Xiaolan knew that this opportunity was too rare, so she immediately packed her luggage and took Yanyan to the hospital.
Chai Jing has made detailed arrangements. Chai Group and the hospital will be seamlessly connected, and Yanyan's medical expenses will be borne by Chai Group.
In addition, the hospital will contact bone marrow transplant centers nationwide to complete Yanyan’s bone marrow sampling as soon as possible to find suitable bone marrow.
Yanyan changed into blue and white hospital clothes and moved into the snow-white ward.
There is a faint smell of soda water in the air. The decoration of the ward is much better than that of my own home. It is like a standard room in a star-rated hotel. It has a separate bathroom, a 35-inch digital TV, and the sofa and coffee table for guests are all high-end.
Goods. A pot of spider plants on the round table in front of the window exudes fragrance.
Chai Jing also knew something about Yanyan and found that this little girl was very sensible.
"Yanyan, I like you, how about you being my daughter?" Chai Jing suddenly asked softly.
"Ah?" Yanyan looked at the beautiful sister in front of her in surprise. She hesitated for a moment and shook her head firmly, "If I call you mom, my mom will be sad!"
Chai Jing smiled and said, "You misunderstood me. I don't want to steal you from your mother, I want to be your godmother."
Gao Xiaolan was overjoyed and quickly urged Yanyan in a low voice, "Silly boy, what are you doing standing still? Call your godmother quickly."
Yanyan blushed and sweetly called "Godmother".
There was a touch of warmth on Chai Jing's face, and she gently stroked Yanyan's hair.
"A reporter will come to interview you later. Tell the reporter your story. Don't be afraid or nervous. He is here to help you."
Yanyan nodded vigorously, "I know, I will definitely perform well."
A reporter from "Baiyun Evening News" rushed to the hospital as requested. When the interview was over, he was also moved by this kind, strong and sensible little girl.
Subsequently, an article titled "A Reply from Heaven" was first published in a newspaper and then forwarded by many media, causing widespread heated discussion in society.
"Title: "Heaven's Reply"
My name is Xie Yanyan, and I once had a happy family. When I was five years old, my life suddenly changed dramatically. My father fell from a very tall building. From that time on, he could only lie down.
On the bed. When he sees me every morning, he will smile and tell me, baby, study hard. If my grades are good, his mood will be good and he can stand up.
I was in the first grade and got a good student, but my father left me forever. I remember before my father left, he told me to stay with my mother well. I learned how to do housework, wash clothes, and cook. I knew that I was different from other children.
Similarly, other children have parents, but in my own family there are only my mother and I. I have to be very good and obedient, and don't let my father in the sky worry a little more or get a little angry.
Every day when I go home, I will tell my mother about the interesting things that happened in school one by one, and carefully paste every little red flower I get on the wall. Occasionally, I will naughtily beat my mother with a question.
…
However, one day I suddenly had a nosebleed and the bleeding stopped. The doctor told me that I had leukemia. My mother wanted to sell the house and treat me. I told my mother, if the house is sold, where will you live? I don’t care about this.
I'm sick! I wrote a letter to my father and asked him to wait for me in heaven!
Dad, when will you reply to me?"
The question from the girl who lost her father touched everyone's heart.
The calmness and purity shown by the terminally ill girl make people feel strong.
The whole city was moved...
Many enthusiastic people have launched fundraising activities online.
Yanyan's ward was filled with flowers sent by well-wishers from all over the country.
"Brother, I don't know these people, why do they want to help me?" Yanyan asked in confusion.
Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Because they think you are very brave and will definitely be able to defeat the terrible things."
You are suffering from a serious illness. They are cheering you up in their own way."
Yanyan nodded seriously and sang a cheering song, "Encourage, encourage, encourage, as long as we don't give up, we will definitely have good luck."
Seeing that Yanyan was in good condition, Chai Jing and Zhao Yuan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
Colleagues in the hospital knew that a very important patient had come to the hematology ward.
Many people believe that journalists who create influence take most of the credit.
In fact, everyone familiar with the matter knows that Zhao Yuan is the key figure in promoting this matter.
There are so many leukemia patients across the country, and Yanyan is just one of them.
Gong Chao's attitude towards Zhao Yuan has been obviously different these days, and he asks how Yanyan is doing every day.
After get off work that day, Gong Chao handed a case book to Zhao Yuan, "This is the information I compiled more than ten years ago. At that time, I was just an attending physician. I had a dream in my heart and wanted to record the most typical cases in otolaryngology. , trying to publish it into a book and make it a textbook in the specialist field. Unfortunately, after I was promoted to deputy chief physician, I did not continue to write, so I put it on hold. It is a bit rough, but there is still some useful information in it. I will lend it to you. You don’t have to worry. Give it back to me."
Zhao Yuan did not expect that Gong Chao would hand over such a precious thing to him.
Other colleagues commented on Gong Chao as a very cold person. Although he could lead apprentices, he had little communication with the residents and adopted a free-range education.
"Thank you, Director Gong."
Gong Chao gently patted Zhao Yuan on the shoulder, with a faint smile on his lips, "I should thank you. You told me with practical actions that overcoming the disease is not about shouting slogans, but about practicing it. When I first saw Yan
Yan's examination report, I felt helpless deep down in my heart. I liked that little girl very much, but I flinched at the first moment. But you told me with practical actions that I shouldn't give up on any patient casually."
Zhao Yuan quickly said modestly, "Director Gong, you are being too modest. As far as I know, you have also donated money to Yanyan, and you have also actively called old classmates to help Yanyan find suitable bone marrow."
Gong Chao smiled slightly, "She is my patient. Compared with your efforts for her, what I have done is nothing."
Zhao Yuan clenched his fists, "I believe Yanyan will be able to defeat the disease and create miracles."
Gong Chao nodded towards Zhao Yuan, "Your rotation will be over in two days. We will keep in touch from now on."
"Okay, Director Gong."
Zhao Yuan felt warm in his heart, knowing that his relationship with Gong Chao had made a substantial breakthrough.
He won Gong Chao's respect by rescuing Yanyan.
People like Gong Chao may seem incompetent, but if you can get his approval, he will not reserve goodwill towards you.
When Zhao Yuan left the office, Gong Chao opened Zhao Yuan's wheel science summary.
In the department opinion column, he carefully wrote this paragraph...
"An excellent doctor must not only have a high level of professional ability, but also have a sincere heart of compassion for others."
