The imaging of chest X-rays is actually relatively poor, and it also has limitations, so if you can see a tumor on a chest X-ray, it means that it must be more than one centimeter tall.
Shen Youyou's face became a little ugly. The plan Ming Chengzhong told Bai Jilian yesterday was obviously to find someone to pretend to be sick. How come someone is really sick now?
Wasn't this old lady sent by them?
Shen Youyou was confused, but he still prescribed an enhanced CT scan for the old lady.
But the old lady held the list and refused to leave for a long time.
"Doctor, am I sick?"
Shen Youyou paused, and just as he was about to answer, the old lady's voice rang again.
"If the disease is serious, I won't do this check-up. It's more than 800 yuan, which is enough for my two sons to eat for a week."
"The examination must be done. Besides, your son should be quite old. You don't need to worry about eating."
The old lady's tears suddenly fell down.
"Both of them are disabled and cannot work. They are all taken care of by me and the old man."
No mother would make fun of her child.
Shen Youyou's heart suddenly softened, so he took out a thousand yuan from his pocket and gave it to the old lady, lying that it was the hospital's poverty support fund.
The order for enhanced CT said it was expedited, so Shen Youyou got the results quickly.
The old lady's lungs were almost covered with tumors, and they had obviously metastasized.
Shen Youyou held the film a little heavy, but she still told the truth.
"So I have lung cancer, or is it late stage?"
"Do you need further examination in the late stage? Auntie, I would mind if you go to the oncology department immediately to register and do a skin puncture lung biopsy."
The old lady didn't say anything. After crying for a while, she took the list and left.
After that, several more people came to register one after another. Shen Youyou watched carefully, and every patient also clicked the recording button during the consultation.
But the plot didn't seem to go as Ming Chengzhong said. For the whole day, no one made trouble in Shen Youyou's clinic.
Shen Youyou was a little confused and immediately complained to Xu Xiao on WeChat after get off work.
Xu Xiao asked, "Which person do you think is more likely?"
Shen Youyou thought for a while and then replied: "It shouldn't be that old lady."
That night, Zhou Sheng did not return to the villa and only sent a text message saying that he was very busy.
Shen Youyou couldn't help but mutter something in her heart, but she still replied with a considerate "OK" on her face.
As for the sponsor's father, what right did she have to ask, so she turned off the light and fell on the bed to prepare for sleep.
But a sleepless night.
So Shen Youyou went to work the next day with two dark circles under her eyes.
As a result, the first patient I received was the old lady from yesterday.
Shen Youyou felt a little numb in her heart, and instantly felt like she had been slapped in the face.
I just said yesterday that it was unlikely to be this old lady, but today she came to the door again.
This is obviously not right!
Shen Youyou instantly became more vigilant, but still took the order from her hand.
[Advanced invasive lung cancer, accompanied by multiple bone metastases.]
From a clinical point of view, it actually has no special therapeutic significance. If the doctor considers the patient's family situation, he can actually recommend that the family members provide hospice care to the patient at this time.
Shen Youyou put down the order and thought for a while before giving her the most pertinent suggestion based on her duties as a doctor, indicating that she should consult an expert in the oncology department.
But the old lady refused.
"I have already been to the oncology department. The doctor said that surgical treatment is of little significance. He asked me to undergo chemotherapy and take some targeted drugs to try to delay the time. However, these are too expensive and I simply cannot afford it."
"Auntie, I understand you, but I can't prescribe other medicines here."
"I don't want medicine to treat this disease. I just want you to prescribe me some medicine to treat insomnia. I have severe chest pain this night, and I have been coughing all night long. I can't sleep well at all."
Doctor, I knew you were a good person when you gave me money that day, so please help me, I just want to live day by day and make as much money as possible for my children."
Shen Youyou had some empathy, but he would not lose his mind because of this, so he reminded the old lady that if she wanted to prescribe medicine because of insomnia, she could actually go to the neurology department.
Unexpectedly, the old lady knelt on the ground with a pop.
"The registration fee for an ordinary outpatient clinic here is only 20. The neurology department is all for specialists. The cheapest one costs 200. Doctor, if I had money, would I give up chemotherapy? I also want to live for two more days."
"Auntie, you get up first."
"Just help me."
"Aunt……"
"Doctor, I beg you!"
"Then you have to get up first before I can open it for you."
After hearing this, the old lady stood up immediately, stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, and asked tentatively: "Doctor, you are willing to help me, right?"
"Auntie, I never said I wasn't willing to help you."
Shen Youyou sat back on the chair helplessly, looking at the cases on the computer with some melancholy.
"Let me prescribe you some diazepam tablets. This is quite helpful for insomnia, but I can only give you 20 tablets."
"It's only twenty tablets, so I'm going to be prescribed again soon? Doctor, why don't you give me more."
"The hospital has regulations that only twenty tablets can be taken at a time."
"But it's not easy for me to come here once. From our rural areas, it costs dozens of yuan to come here by car."
Seeing this, Shen Youyou took out another two hundred from his pocket and said, "I will replenish the fare for you, but the medicine can only be prescribed for twenty tablets."
Shen Youyou thought at that time, if what the old lady said was true, then she would consider it as doing a good deed. If what she said was false, then she was not afraid. When she went to the doctor, she pressed the record button, and even the doctor who prescribed medicine List, she also took a screenshot on her computer.
Although she is kind, she also knows how to protect herself.
So three days later, when the old lady's family led a group of people to make trouble, Shen Youyou was very calm.
"It was her, she was the one who killed my old woman."
The man who called out claimed to be the old lady's husband. He pointed at Shen Youyou and scolded the quack doctor, saying that it was because she prescribed medicine indiscriminately that he killed his wife.
Shen Youyou immediately called the security department of the hospital, then stood up and walked over.
"You said I killed your wife by prescribing medicine randomly. May I ask what medicine I prescribed?"
"Diazepam tablets." The man said arrogantly, with a domineering look on his face, "My wife has lung cancer. Why are you prescribing the psychotropic drug diazepam tablets for her?"
People around him had gathered around him one after another, and Shen Youyou's voice rose a bit when he saw this.
"It was your wife who called me and said that she had trouble sleeping and couldn't sleep all night, so she asked me to prescribe some soothing medicine for her."
"You're talking nonsense! My wife has never had insomnia at all. She is tortured by illness every day and has no strength at all. She sleeps in bed 24 hours a day, almost 20 hours a day. How could she come to you and say that she can't sleep?"
"It's obvious that you prescribed medicine randomly, and now you don't dare to admit that something happened."
"I have nothing to admit. The diazepam tablets I gave you are only 20 in total. Even if your wife swallows them all at once, she won't die."
"Twenty pieces?"
The man seemed to have grasped the handle and immediately took out a piece of paper from his pocket.