"Okay, okay, stop squeezing me. If you pinch me again, I'll be pinched to death."
Jiang Yan quickly got up from the dressing table, sat on the bed, stretched out her two white feet in front of Lin Yu, and said, "Please squeeze my feet for me. I've been gone all day."
Jiang Yan's feet are beautiful, with good foot shape, full toes, nails as smooth as shell jade, soft and white soles, and even the heels are smooth and delicate, feeling as soft as baby skin.
It's no wonder that Li Junyi is so obsessed with Jiang Yan's feet. No man can resist such temptation.
A doctor who needs to walk all day long must put in enough effort to maintain a pair of feet so finely. Taking care of his body after taking a bath every day would waste an hour of Jiang Yan's time.
Lin Yu was now playing with these jade feet wantonly, rubbing Jiang Yan's soles with his fingers nimbly.
"Does it hurt here?"
"No pain."
"Yeah, my heart is good."
"What about here?"
"pain!"
"Well, I have a bad stomach. Remember to eat on time."
"Why don't you ask?"
Jiang Yan was turning her head to follow her hair. Seeing that Lin Yu was silent, she looked up curiously and found that Lin Yu's face was red and his eyes were peeking under her skirt unconsciously.
At this time, she was wearing a nightgown. Her legs were originally clamped, but she was a little carried away by Lin Yu's massage, so her legs unconsciously parted.
As an inexperienced young man, Lin Yu could not bear the temptation, and his eyes were unconsciously drawn in.
"Stinking rogue!"
Before Lin Yu could realize what was going on, his vision went dark. Jiang Yanxiang's soft jade foot kicked him in the face, and he fell to the ground along with the chair with a thud.
"Deserve it!"
Jiang Yan covered her mouth and snickered.
"Sorry, I was distracted just now."
Lin Yu knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to say anything. He smiled coquettishly, stood up and walked back to the floor.
Idiot!
Jiang Yan cursed inwardly, does this idiot like sleeping on the floor so much?
If she doesn't let him go to bed, won't he apply for it himself?
As long as he applies, she can give him a positive answer after careful consideration and careful decision-making.
But Lin Yu didn't seem to have any thoughts in this regard, and seemed to enjoy sleeping on the floor.
"Is it comfortable to sleep on the floor?" Jiang Yan lay on one side, her head resting on her white forearm, her black hair spread like a waterfall, and paired with her beautiful face, she was full of charm.
"comfortable."
Lin Yu seemed to be blind to this beauty. He put his hands behind his head, glanced at her, and answered affirmatively.
I don't know why, after sleeping on the floor for so long, he actually fell in love with this solid feeling.
"Haha, is that right? Then you can sleep on the floor for the rest of your life!"
Jiang Yan sneered and turned off the light.
"Wait a minute, Sister Yan, where is my pillow?!"
"Whatever pillow you want, use the sky as your quilt and the earth as your pillow, and sleep until you die!"
The next day, under Lin Yu's shameless offensive, Jiang Yan had no choice but to agree to take him to Qinghai People's Hospital.
However, Jiang Yan told him in advance that he could take him there, but he could not speak during the entire seminar. Otherwise, if someone recognized that he was not from the hospital, Jiang Yan would be punished.
Because this seminar is different from others, it is an internal seminar of Qinghai People's Hospital. The materials, information, and treatments involved are all top secrets of Qinghai People's Hospital.
Even if Li Haoming nods in person, I'm afraid it won't work, because in the final analysis, Li Haoming is just the director of the medical department, and there are deputy deans, deans, and others above him, and rules and regulations are rules and regulations, and no one can violate them.
So Jiang Yan also took a huge risk this time, but as long as Lin Yu doesn't say anything, there shouldn't be a big problem.
Jiang Yan specially borrowed a white coat from other male doctors to Lin Yu, and then took him to the lecture hall.
Because it was an internal seminar within the hospital, it was not notified to the outside world, and entry and exit required punching in, so there was no special security check. Lin Yu easily followed Jiang Yan in.
Not long after, dozens of people came to the lecture hall, most of them doctors from Qinghai People's Hospital, and Li Haoming and several other internal medicine experts were also there.
On the left side of the front row, two blond foreigners with big noses were sitting, one male and one female.
"Those two foreigners are the patient's son and daughter. The son's name is Jason, and the girl's name is Leah. Jason is a well-known reporter from the Western Herald Times, and Leah is a staff member of the embassy in China. Because the two have recently
They both work in Qinghai, so they took their father over and wanted to be treated in Qinghai." Jiang Yan introduced to Lin Yu.
"What's the condition of the patient?" Lin Yu asked.
"The vice president will give a report later, just listen to it." Jiang Yan sighed and said, "Actually, the seminar is just a process. Foreign experts can't cure it, and our Chinese hospitals can't cure it."
How can it be cured?"
"Comrade, don't belittle yourself, our Chinese medicine is still very broad and profound." Lin Yu pretended to be mature.
"Ouch."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately screamed, and Jiang Yan pinched the inside of his thigh hard.
"First of all, we ask the vice president to introduce us to the patient's condition."
At this time, after the doctor on the stage finished speaking, an old man in his sixties and wearing a white coat walked up to the stage, adjusted the computer, and played the patient information and ppt of the condition.
"After careful examination, we have confirmed that Mr. Smith's condition is amyotrophic lateral sclerosis. The clinical manifestations are bulbar onset. When the patient can move his limbs well, he already has symptoms of difficulty swallowing and speaking.
It then progressed to respiratory failure and general paralysis."
While introducing the patient's condition, the vice president also played various examination images and results of the patient, including magnetic resonance imaging, electromyography, blood, urine and other examinations.
After seeing the patient in the photo, Lin Yu asked Jiang Yan, "Is he Smith?"
Jiang Yan nodded, and Lin Yu said, "Judging from the photos, his muscle atrophy doesn't seem to be very serious."
"Yes, his muscle atrophy is indeed mild compared to other patients. It just feels like...how to put it." Jiang Yan frowned and didn't know how to explain it.
"It's similar to muscle atrophy caused by lying down all day without exercising, right?" Lin Yu described it for her.
"Yes, yes, but he really can't move, and the test results came out." Jiang Yan said.
"Yes, I understand." Lin Yu nodded.
"Which department are you from? Can you stop talking and disturb us from listening to the report!" At this time, a young male doctor with a hooked nose in the back row shouted displeasedly at Lin Yu, with fire in his eyes.
"That's right, why do you talk so much nonsense and make it seem like you know so much!" A man wearing black-framed glasses next to the hook-nosed doctor also said, with the same angry look on his face.
Jiang Yan is now recognized as the Iceberg Goddess in their hospital. I don’t know how many men dream of having a date with her, but usually, let alone dating, it is difficult to even talk to Jiang Yan. Apart from necessary work exchanges, Jiang Yan
Don't even pay attention to them.
So now that they see Lin Yu and Jiang Yan being so close, they are naturally very unhappy.
Although they had no impression of Lin Yu, they didn't think about it elsewhere. After all, the hospital was so big that there were quite a few colleagues they didn't know.
"Based on Mr. Smith's family genetic history, genetic causes have been ruled out, and it is suspected that it may be related to neurotoxic substances, because Mr. Smith had previously had a tumor and was injected with cytarabine due to the disease, and it is suspected that it may have caused sequelae."
The old vice-president cleared his throat as he spoke, and added, "Of course, we only have doubts about the cause of the disease, and we dare not make a conclusion."
In fact, the cause of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis is still unclear medically. There are currently three main pathogenic theories. One is the accumulation of neurotoxins, the other is the damage to nerve cell membranes caused by free radicals, and the third is nerve growth factors.
Lack of it prevents nerve cells from continuing to grow and develop.
Theories two and three did not exist in Smith's case, so there was only one conclusion. However, the dose of cytarabine he injected was actually far from the level that would cause this symptom.
Although even the old professor himself felt it was a bit far-fetched, there was no other way. With the medical conditions at Qinghai People's Hospital, they could only reach this point.
Anyway, the big hospitals in the world can't cure this disease, and they don't have much psychological pressure.
Although Jason and Leah in the front row looked ugly, they did not raise any questions because when they took their father to see a doctor abroad, foreign experts and professors said the same thing.
There is no hope of curing their father's disease, and it has been getting worse, especially the respiratory system. Now he can only survive on the oxygen machine. Soon the oxygen machine will no longer work. They can only watch their father suffocate and die.
die.
Their only appeal now is to control their father's condition and allow him to live.
"Now that the patient's condition is almost introduced, everyone has already understood it before, so there is no need for me to say more. If you have any good treatment plans, you can raise your hands to speak." The old director glanced at the people below and motioned to everyone.
Feel free to speak.
The hook-nosed person at the back immediately raised his hand. After receiving permission, he immediately stood up and said loudly, "I suggest taking anticholinergic drugs such as scopolamine to reduce salivation, and also take propranolol, betaloc and other β-receptor drugs."
Blocker, reducing saliva viscosity.”
After the hook-nosed man finished speaking, he glanced at Lin Yu and Jiang Yan complacently, eager to win the goddess's favor.
He was fully confident in the drug treatment plan he proposed, and he had done enough homework before coming.
"Talking on paper." Lin Yu said lightly, his voice was not loud, but it could be heard by the hooked nose and black frames behind him.
The hooked nose glared at Lin Yu angrily. If he hadn't been standing now, he would have cursed.
"What are you doing? Do you know Western medicine? You are just making blind judgments here. The drug treatment plan he mentioned is indeed feasible." Jiang Yan turned Lin Yu around with his hand.
"Mr. Smith should have received this treatment plan abroad a long time ago, and the side effects of taking scopolamine are obvious, such as dry mouth, poor appetite and even difficulty swallowing." Lin Yu said unhurriedly, joking, he was Qinghai.
Outstanding graduates from the Medical University, okay?
"How do you know?" Jiang Yan asked with a frown.
"Fart, you know what a fart!" After hearing this, Hook Nose couldn't bear it anymore and cursed angrily.
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Haoming stood up and said coldly, "Mr. Smith has already accepted your plan abroad. It has obvious side effects, such as dry mouth and difficulty swallowing. Remember to use it when copying the knowledge in the textbook in the future."
Use your brain!"
Jiang Yan opened her mouth subconsciously and looked at Lin Yu in great surprise. What he said was exactly right!