Seeing the patient's face, Pan Shihua yelled and said, "It's him."
"Do you know him?" others asked.
"He was my middle school classmate back then, and his name should be Chen Chengran." Pan Shihua said.
The patient recognized Pan Shihua like a patient, his pale face was blushed with excitement, and two lights appeared in his unsightly eyes, and he said to the doctor classmate: "It's you. Pan Shihua, are you really a doctor?"
"Yes." Pan Shihua's delicate face looked a little restrained.
He is a boy who is more likely to be shy. The reunion with his middle school classmates is a bit dramatic and unpredictable back then. When he was teaching in the same school and classroom, these two men would never have thought that one of them was critically ill in bed several years later, and the other one was in bed.
Wearing a white coat, I have to treat my classmates.
"The doctor's clothes you wear are very suitable for you." Chen Chengran said approvingly when he looked at his classmates as a doctor.
"I am not a doctor for the time being, but just a medical student." Pan Shihua explained to his classmates that he was following the teacher to treat the patient.
"It's okay." Chen Chengran said to him, "I know you are very good. You ranked first in the college entrance examination scores back then. You are the only one in the province who can get into the eighth-year class of the National Association."
He felt a little embarrassed by being praised by his classmates. Pan Shihua turned his face and saw Teacher Jiang walk away. He asked him to ask the patient's medical history alone.
"I didn't remember you having this disease before." Pan Shihua asked about the origin of the disease of his classmates.
"You are studying in the National Association of the Capital, and I came to the Capital Area to study at the University of Geosciences. I originally thought that it was just because I left my hometown and came here to live and study, which caused me to be unacceptable to the local environment. But I didn't know that my stomach hurt endlessly. Later, the situation became more and more serious."
Speaking of his illness, Chen Chengran's tone seemed to be sad and despair, "I'm not sure whether I can finish my undergraduate degree smoothly. The undergraduate student in my class graduated this year, and I'm the only one who is leaving me to take a break from school to treat.
Sick. Not to mention work, there will be no unit asking me, an unhealthy person.”
Listening to the wrong tone of the sick classmate, Pan Shihua enlightened the other party: "Now that medicine is becoming more and more developed, there will be hope."
Chen Chengran's face was helpless, especially when he saw his classmate Feng Huazheng's health, he could embrace the infinite future. In comparison, his future was dim. He felt half of his body was lying in the coffin
The only thing that made him feel sorry for him was: "I pity my parents raised me so old, and I was unable to be filial to them. What will they do in the future? Pan Shihua, you are a doctor, can you tell me how long can I live?
My parents may have told the doctor that they should not tell me about my condition.”
Pan Shihua could feel his breathing was a little heavy when he was asked by his classmates.
Feng Yicong and Xie Wanying watched from the side, their hearts as nervous and heavy as they were.
After careful consideration, Pan Shihua decided to respect the choice of the patient's family and put his hand on the shoulders of his classmates to comfort him: "I think you should trust the doctor instead of thinking about it yourself. It's okay, with us with you, you will definitely be able to overcome the disease. You are not
Terminal illness, don’t be unsure of yourself.”
Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Chen Chengran looked at his face and said, "Pan Shihua, do you know? People often say that if you were a girl, you would have married you home long ago."
Chapter completed!