Ruan Peichen calmed down slowly after being excited, he put the cup in his hand aside, and then said to Dr. Green: "I hope you don't tell my wife that I can stand up within half a year through the new treatment plan. .”
Dr. Green looked at Ruan Peichen puzzled, put aside the treatment plan in his hand, and asked, "Why? If your wife knows about this, she will be very happy."
Ruan Peichen did not explain, but continued: "Green, I am asking you personally. Whether it is me or someone else, maybe my family will come to you to inquire about my condition in the future. I hope you will give a unified statement to the outside world. It’s because my chances of recovering from walking are slim, but if I persist in the treatment, there is still hope of standing up.”
Green was silent, and after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Ruan, are you sure everyone uses this rhetoric?"
Ruan Peichen nodded.
Green and Ruan Peichen looked at each other for a long time, finally shook their heads helplessly, and said, "Well, you are a patient, and I respect your own opinion."
By the bed in the hallway at the edge of the bathroom, West Elm stood in front of the half-open window, his cheeks were pale by the cold wind, and his nose was a little sore from the cold.
She raised her hand to cover her face, took a deep breath for a long time, readjusted her mood, and then slowly turned and went back to the office.
In fact, she doesn't need to feel so uncomfortable, no matter what the result of today's examination is, she has to fulfill the promise she made to Grandpa Ruan and Ruan Peichen.
As long as Ruan Peichen is treated for one day, she will try her best to accompany him for one day.
Unless, Ruan Peichen asked her to go.
When West Elm came to the door, Xiao Liu saw her and immediately shouted, "Ma'am! Dr. Green is back!"
Xielm was startled by Xiao Liu's loud voice, and frowned and said to Xiao Liu, "I'm not deaf, why are you shouting so loudly?"
Xiao Liu lowered his head and didn't make any excuses. He opened the office door for Xiyu, and then took a peek inside the door.
Ruan Peichen and Dr. Green were both calm, and Xiao Liu felt that his reminder task should be completed fairly well.
West Elm nodded to Dr. Green, then sat down beside Ruan Peichen, and silently grabbed Ruan Peichen's hand, still a little nervous.
Ruan Peichen felt that the temperature in Xiyu's palm was very cold, so he couldn't help but glanced at her, and without taking Xiyu's hand away, he asked with some concern, "Did you blow the cold wind? Your hands are so cold?"
West Elm's reaction was a bit slow, she twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "It's okay, Dr. Green, is the result out?"
Holding the medical records in his hand, Dr. Green exchanged glances with Ruan Peichen silently, and then said solemnly, "That's right. After discussing with several of us doctors, combined with Mr. Ruan's previous medical records, we feel that the situation is not optimistic."
There was a string in West Elm's head that was always tense. After hearing the words "not optimistic", the string in West Elm's head suddenly broke.
Not optimistic.
Even the world's top experts say that Ruan Peichen's situation is not optimistic. Could it be that he will never stand up again?
Questions popped up in West Elm's mind, like gusts of wind blowing her thoughts to pieces.
She couldn't help but look down at the blanket covering Ruan Peichen's knees, thinking of his legs under his knees, her throat was slightly blocked, astringent and bitter, and a sense of powerless despair swept over West Elm's body.
Dr. Green looked at Ruan Peichen puzzled, put aside the treatment plan in his hand, and asked, "Why? If your wife knows about this, she will be very happy."
Ruan Peichen did not explain, but continued: "Green, I am asking you personally. Whether it is me or someone else, maybe my family will come to you to inquire about my condition in the future. I hope you will give a unified statement to the outside world. It’s because my chances of recovering from walking are slim, but if I persist in the treatment, there is still hope of standing up.”
Green was silent, and after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Ruan, are you sure everyone uses this rhetoric?"
Ruan Peichen nodded.
Green and Ruan Peichen looked at each other for a long time, finally shook their heads helplessly, and said, "Well, you are a patient, and I respect your own opinion."
By the bed in the hallway at the edge of the bathroom, West Elm stood in front of the half-open window, his cheeks were pale by the cold wind, and his nose was a little sore from the cold.
She raised her hand to cover her face, took a deep breath for a long time, readjusted her mood, and then slowly turned and went back to the office.
In fact, she doesn't need to feel so uncomfortable, no matter what the result of today's examination is, she has to fulfill the promise she made to Grandpa Ruan and Ruan Peichen.
As long as Ruan Peichen is treated for one day, she will try her best to accompany him for one day.
Unless, Ruan Peichen asked her to go.
When West Elm came to the door, Xiao Liu saw her and immediately shouted, "Ma'am! Dr. Green is back!"
Xielm was startled by Xiao Liu's loud voice, and frowned and said to Xiao Liu, "I'm not deaf, why are you shouting so loudly?"
Xiao Liu lowered his head and didn't make any excuses. He opened the office door for Xiyu, and then took a peek inside the door.
Ruan Peichen and Dr. Green were both calm, and Xiao Liu felt that his reminder task should be completed fairly well.
West Elm nodded to Dr. Green, then sat down beside Ruan Peichen, and silently grabbed Ruan Peichen's hand, still a little nervous.
Ruan Peichen felt that the temperature in Xiyu's palm was very cold, so he couldn't help but glanced at her, and without taking Xiyu's hand away, he asked with some concern, "Did you blow the cold wind? Your hands are so cold?"
West Elm's reaction was a bit slow, she twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "It's okay, Dr. Green, is the result out?"
Holding the medical records in his hand, Dr. Green exchanged glances with Ruan Peichen silently, and then said solemnly, "That's right. After discussing with several of us doctors, combined with Mr. Ruan's previous medical records, we feel that the situation is not optimistic."
There was a string in West Elm's head that was always tense. After hearing the words "not optimistic", the string in West Elm's head suddenly broke.
Not optimistic.
Even the world's top experts say that Ruan Peichen's situation is not optimistic. Could it be that he will never stand up again?
Questions popped up in West Elm's mind, like gusts of wind blowing her thoughts to pieces.
She couldn't help but look down at the blanket covering Ruan Peichen's knees, thinking of his legs under his knees, her throat was slightly blocked, astringent and bitter, and a sense of powerless despair swept over West Elm's body.
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