After Ye Shanshan chatted with Yang Xiaomi for a few words, she looked at Han Jiulin, with a flash of surprise in her eyes, and asked with a smile: "Xiaomi, is this gentleman your boyfriend?"
Yang Xiaomi's face turned red, and she shook her head and explained: "No, this Mr. Han is my friend."
Han Jiulin nodded to Ye Shanshan: "Hello, my name is Han Jiulin."
"Mr. Han, you are really a talented person. If I were a few years younger, I would have to pursue you." Ye Shanshan seems to have a cheerful personality. Even though she is now at a low point in life, her words still give people a positive and uplifting attitude.
Feel.
Han Jiulin smiled lightly and said: "You are not old now, we are all the same age."
"Well, I'm not that old, but I've experienced a lot, and my mentality has become old." Ye Shanshan shook her head sadly.
"Don't say that, your disease can definitely be cured! Everything will get better!" Yang Xiaomi held Ye Shanshan's hand and gave her sincere encouragement.
Ye Shanshan smiled bitterly, nodded, and started talking to Yang Xiaomi again.
Han Jiulin came to sit on a stool nearby and listened quietly to the two chatting.
Ye Shanshan is a girl after all, and there is a limit to her strength. When she met Yang Xiaomi, her best classmate during her college days, the pain and grievances that had been suppressed in her heart for several years were gradually released.
She wiped her tears and said sadly: "I have looked away from everything now. It doesn't matter. But the thing I worry about the most is my daughter. She is too young. She is not even four years old now. If I die, she will
But what should I do!”
All I can do is comfort.
Han Jiulin suddenly interrupted and asked: "Isn't there any way for the hospital to treat your disease?"
Ye Shanshan looked over, calmed down, and explained to Han Jiulin: "I have a malignant cerebral artery tumor. The hospital will arrange surgery for me in the next two days. The success rate of the surgery is only 40%.
Moreover, even if the surgery is successful, chemotherapy is still needed in the later stages of this disease, and many patients actually die during the subsequent recovery from chemotherapy."
Since Ye Shanshan does not have any family members accompanying her, she sees doctors by herself, so she is very clear about her condition.
It can be said that the probability of successful cure for her condition is probably less than 20%.
Moreover, the Union Medical College Hospital in Beijing is already the most professional hospital in the craniology department. The surgery is performed by the most professional experts in the hospital department, and the success rate of these 20 patients is already the highest level.
Han Jiulin was silent after hearing this and said, "I know an old Chinese doctor who is a miracle doctor. I wonder if he can do anything about your disease."
Ye Shanshan showed a helpless smile. She was now receiving treatment at the most authoritative hospital in the country. How could the so-called old miracle doctor be so amazing?
However, before Ye Shanshan could refuse Han Jiulin's kindness, Yang Xiaomi's eyes lit up and asked: "Mr. Han, are you talking about the miracle doctor Yan?"
In Linyi City, Yang Xiaomi also knew Yan Yusheng, a miracle doctor highly regarded by powerful figures like Han Jiulin. There was no need to question his medical skills, he must be extraordinary and refined!
Han Jiulin nodded and said, "Yes, it's Divine Doctor Yan."
Yang Xiaomi said to Ye Shanshan: "Shanshan, that Divine Doctor Yan has great medical skills and has lived for more than a hundred years. He can be said to be an old god. Since Mr. Han is willing to introduce Divine Doctor Yan to you for treatment, it must be no problem!"
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Ye Shanshan was shocked by Yang Xiaomi's excitement for a moment, and hesitated: "Really, where is that miracle doctor Yan now? I will have an operation the day after tomorrow, is it in time?"
"If you have time, I'll have a video call with him and let him do a remote diagnosis for you first." Han Jiulin smiled, took out his phone, and made a video call to Yan Yusheng.
The call was quickly connected and it was Xu Zecheng who opened it.
"Hello, uncle!" Xu Zecheng was reading in the room at this time and greeted Han Jiulin respectfully.
"Where is your master?" Han Jiulin asked.
"Master has just collected the ripe Sansheng Sanshi fruits from outside and is washing his hands in the yard." Xu Zecheng said truthfully.
Han Jiulin nodded and said, "Ask him to answer the phone. I have a patient here and I want him to take a look at it."
Xu Zecheng responded, quickly took the phone out of the room, and handed the phone to Yan Yusheng.
Yan Yusheng took the phone awkwardly, stared at Han Jiulin on the screen, and asked, "What patient?"
Han Jiulin switched the camera to Ye Shanshan and said: "The hospital diagnosed a malignant cerebral artery tumor. The symptoms are headache, nausea, and vomiting. The tumor also oppresses vision. Her eyesight is now also greatly affected..."
Han Jiulin explained the symptoms of Ye Shanshan's condition.
Yan Yusheng then asked a few more questions. Han Jiulin couldn't answer them, but Ye Shanshan knew clearly and answered them one by one for Yan Yusheng.
"Show me the brain CT film taken by the hospital."
After Yan Yusheng asked the questions, his expression became much more serious and he quickly asked to see a brain CT film.
Under Ye Shanshan's guidance, Yang Xiaomi found the film, took it to a place with good light, and held it up for Han Jiulin to take a picture of and show it to Yan Yusheng.
Yan Yusheng only looked at it for a few seconds, and then anxiously said to Han Jiulin: "You know how to take a pulse? Get her pulse quickly! If my judgment is good, I'm afraid that this girl may die at any time and may not survive."
The day after tomorrow when I have surgery!”
One sentence shocked all three of Han Jiulin.
Ye Shanshan's face was pale, while Yang Xiaomi's face was anxious.
Han Jiulin frowned, sat beside Ye Shanshan's bed, and grabbed Ye Shanshan's wrist at the pulse point.
"I don't know much about the pulse. How can I describe it to you?" Han Jiulin said.
Yan Yusheng said: "Is there any way you can imitate it for me?"
Han Jiulin pondered for a moment and said, "I'll give it a try."
After a while, Han Jiulin opened his mouth slightly and made a strange sound.
This kind of sound is like a drum beat, but it is not one timbre, but a fusion of several timbres. The rhythm sounds very weird, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Just the sound gives people a strange feeling.
Good feeling.
Yan Yusheng listened for about ten seconds and said in a deep voice: "It's just as I expected!"
"What's the situation?" At this time, Han Jiulin's face was as dark as water.
Even leaving aside the fact that Ye Shanshan was Yang Xiaomi's classmate at university, Han Jiulin was unwilling to let anything happen to her just because she was a single mother.
If he can be saved, he will spare no effort to help Ye Shanshan.
Yan Yusheng said: "This girl's condition is very serious. Her pulse is already the pulse of a dying person. In my opinion, she is still so talkative now. It is completely a reflection of her past. If I didn't expect it,
Hell, just an hour ago, she probably couldn't even open her eyes."
Hearing Yan Yusheng's words, Han Jiulin and Yang Xiaomi couldn't help but look at Ye Shanshan.
Ye Shanshan's face showed bitterness, and she nodded with difficulty: "What Doctor Yan said is right, I probably felt very good in less than 20 minutes before you came in.
I thought I had gotten better, but it turned out that this was a return to the past..."
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