"Well, I met an old patient." Gao Shaojie leaned forward slightly and said elegantly.

"My neighbor, at the time of the unit's physical examination, found that there was a small nodule about 1cm in the right lung. I asked me to watch the film, and I suggested to observe it for 3 months. After 3 months, the small nodule increased, so I suggested that he have surgery."

"The postoperative pathology is confirmed to be adenocarcinoma. But... the small nodule, it was cured after wedge removal." Gao Shaojie said, "It was a little later than now, two weeks before New Year's Day. After the operation, I often saw him walking downstairs."

"I won't scare myself to death, right?" Su Yun asked.

"Well. A group of their old colleagues thought he had cancer and was afraid of 'infection'. When they played together, they deliberately distanced him, and even obviously hid from him. The patient had to walk and chat with another person with cancer, which was considered to be a pity for the same disease."

"Later, after the New Year, I didn't see this patient appear downstairs. One day later, I came home from get off work and met his lover carrying lunch boxes to deliver food."

Gao Shaojie tells a "story", which is light and light, without too much emotion, but just a simple description.

But the words mentioned as being alienated and contagious are ridiculous, but they feel confused.

"I asked about the incident. His wife said that the retired friend who was playing with him during the Chinese New Year passed away due to cancer. After learning the news, he was bedridden."

"In the end, it was not because of the late stage of the tumor, but because of long-term bedridden pneumonia, inactivity, and atextinction. In the end, he died after only half a month."

Gao Shaojie sighed when he said this.

The patient he mentioned was similar to Bu Ruotian's situation, but it was different.

But those who are sick, especially those diagnosed with tumors, have an anxious mentality that makes people face the horror of life and death.

This is something that ordinary people absolutely cannot empathize with.

Even if all the doctors here except Song Ying were all doctors, they could not replace themselves in such a terrifying situation of life and death, and to feel what the patient was thinking.

The patient Gao Shaojie mentioned that after his "only" friend passed away, his mentality had collapsed, and he was almost proactively begging for death.

But Bu Ruotian is "actively" looking for a way out of life, and may even feel that his fate is illegitimate and unfair. He uses the "ridiculous" way of changing one's life and identity to escape the horror between life and death.

Although it looks funny, no one can laugh out loud. This topic is a little heavy, and everyone can't breathe.

"I have another patient." Gao Shaojie seemed to be in a low mood. In terms of clinical experience, even Zheng Ren could not catch up with him. After decades of accumulation, he met thousands of patients, and similar gossips were really easy to pick up.

He continued: "When I came to see a doctor, I was diagnosed with liver cancer, and there was a 7x8cm space occupancy at the right lobe of the liver. At that time, he told me that his son was still in his junior year, so could he survive until his child graduated from college."

"I can't guarantee it, I just said to do my best. Later, I underwent 12 interventional surgeries, and the tumor was not completely controlled. If Boss Zheng was there, he might have lived a little longer, and he might even recover."

Zheng Ren shook his head. Can he cure the tumor? Lao Gao praised himself too high. People always need to be self-aware. Zheng Ren knew this in his heart.

"Don't talk nonsense about Lao Gao." Su Yun said contemptuously, "If the boss can cure the tumor, he is still worried about the Nobel Prize. The selection committee came to the imperial capital to ask for the award, and the boss kicked them aside indifferently."

Gao Shaojie smiled.

"Anyone who can cure the tumor will not win the Nobel Prize, I am afraid that this prize will come to an end," Su Yun said.

"I think if you want to replace Boss Zheng for the operation, the patient can live as long as possible." Gao Shaojie revised his point of view.

"Well, that's about the same thing, you continue."

"Later, after two years of junior high school, he told me again that my child graduated from undergraduate studies and was studying for a postgraduate degree. Can he survive until he graduated from graduate school?"

"Three years later, he asked me that my child had found a job and was in a large company in Pengcheng. He and his lover had saved half their life and were planning to buy a house for the child to pay the down payment. He wanted to watch the child get married and ask me to help me."

"Another one and a half years later, his son got married. He came back for surgery and told me that he wanted to hold his grandson."

Gao Shaojie told the continuous extension of a patient's thoughts and requirements in a plain manner.

Doctors can only use their own technical level to do this.

But whether it can be done specifically, let alone Gao Shaojie, even Zheng Ren is not sure.

Just as Su Yun said, if you are sure, the Nobel Prize judges came to the imperial capital to ask for awards.

A new way to treat cancer is coming out. If you still can’t win the Nobel Prize, this award will be of no convincing power.

"When will he last?" Su Yun asked.

Any story has its end, and so is anyone.

"Three months before his daughter-in-law gave birth to a child." Gao Shaojie felt a little regretful.

"You are very powerful, Lao Gao." Su Yun praised, "That big tumor has been cured for seven or eight years."

Gao Shaojie didn't say anything, just shook his head.

"The patient who Teacher Gao mentioned is just a thought in his heart." Lin Yuan heard the essence of the problem.

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, "If you have thoughts in your heart, you can wait for a while more or less. In any case, it will last longer than those who don't have thoughts."

"Boss, I don't agree with the word "未分" Su Yun habitually began to argue.

"Yes, live happily and be attached to the world? Or do you add a few more gorgeous words?"

"Hey." Su Yun said, "Does Bu Ruotian calculate?"

"It shouldn't be counted. I think he has a strong personality and does not have too deep love for family affection and family. What he loves the most is himself." Gao Shaojie said, "In this case, similar things may happen."

"I hope psychological counseling will be effective. But boss, do you think personality splits really exist?" Su Yun asked.

"It should exist, but it's too difficult to encounter." Zheng Ren said, "This is still debated in the academic community, and some people firmly refuse to recognize the diagnosis of schizophrenia."

"I have seen similar records. It is said that in the history of medical science, only 26 people have been identified as having schizophrenia."

"How do I remember there are 27?" Zheng Ren frowned.

“26!”

“27!”

Gao Shaojie stared at Zheng Ren and Su Yun like children, persevering for a number.

Maybe this is also a way to decompress?

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Note: These two cases are also my patients. The second one, Lao Li, is particularly interesting. Patients with liver disease have a hot temper. He is nicknamed Black Bear, has a big bra and a round waist, and is particularly fond of judging. When quarrels between patients in the ward, he is the one who judges and says who is right and who is wrong.

Unfortunately, it's a little bit short.
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