Medical road ahead

"You can try the protein coagulation method."

After learning about Pingguo's condition, Lin Yubai consulted with his friends in the industry, and finally found that this treatment method is relatively suitable.

He said to Zhang Xiaoling: "The protein coagulation method uses relatively high-purity bezoar crystal, and this substance can coagulate the tissue cells of syringoma at room temperature, and the phenomenon of protein denaturation and coagulation occurs, making the tumor lose nutrition. Support, and eventually wither and die. Compared with laser, this treatment is almost painless and does not leave scars."

"I've heard of this, but isn't this treatment commonly used to cure cervical erosion? I haven't used it on skin diseases." Zhang Xiaoling said.

Lin Yubai smiled and said: "This shows that our hospital has not encountered enough patients with difficult skin diseases, so you have relatively little clinical experience. In fact, whether the protein coagulation method is used to treat cervical erosion or syringoma, The principles are similar, nothing more than to dehydrate and solidify the lesion cells, and eventually die."

"Director Lin is right, it seems that I have to go to a skin specialist hospital to learn from it." Zhang Xiaoling nodded blushingly.

Lin Yubai patted her on the shoulder and encouraged her: "The road of studying medicine is always endless. This case will open a new door for you in difficult skin diseases."

"Well, I will definitely help this patient get rid of the serious illness and let her regain self-confidence."

Zhang Xiaoling nodded solemnly and made a vow.

"Protein coagulation? Isn't this a treatment for cervical erosion?"

Qiao Tan couldn't help being puzzled after learning that Zhang Xiaoling had made a treatment plan for Pingguo.

Zhang Xiaoling said with a smile: "When I learned about this treatment method, I had the same reaction as you. However, this method can also be used for Pingguo's symptoms."

Later, she told Qiao Tan about the principles and methods of protein coagulation treatment for syringoma that she had learned in the past few days, and then said: "Moreover, after two weeks of protein coagulation treatment, the patient's The color of the tumor body will start to lighten and eventually fall off. Of course, it varies from person to person, and some patients’ tumor body does not fall off completely. If this is the case in Pingguo, then another method will be used to supplement the treatment. Except In addition, this treatment has no side effects, and you can go back to your normal life and work without much time delay."

"That's great? When I can arrange treatment, I'll tell her now." Qiao Tan said excitedly, and took out his phone.

Zhang Xiaoling looked at her schedule and decided to arrange it in two days.

She then added: "Because it is the first time for me to use this treatment method to remove syringoma for a patient, I specially invited an expert from the skin hospital to assist me, and it will be the two of us together." Treat Pingguo. After two weeks, Pingguo's tumor has almost fallen off, and you can come to Director Lin for scar removal."

Hearing this, Qiao Tan thanked him gratefully: "Thank you, Dr. Zhang, you arranged it very well. I think after this treatment, even if Pingguo's problem cannot be completely solved, it will be much better than before."

Zhang Xiaoling said with a smile: "Isn't our mission as a doctor just to help patients out of their predicament?"

"Correct!"

Qiao Tan nodded in agreement.

Two days later, Pingguo received joint treatment with Zhang Xiaoling and another skin specialist. This was the first time she received a treatment with almost no pain. Therefore, during the long hours of treatment, she fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, she saw what she looked like when she was a child. Her fair skin, shiny, and rosy cheeks made her look like a fresh and plump apple.

And she is no longer inferior, wearing a beautiful short skirt, holding a paintbrush to draw for Xiao Qiaotan
"Pingguo, are you still drawing?"

After the treatment, Qiao Tan took Pingguo to dinner, and while chatting with her, he suddenly mentioned this question.

"It can be regarded as painting."

Pingguo smiled bitterly, and explained: "Although I was late in junior high school, I was admitted to a college of fine arts, but it was not in city C, but a second-tier city. After I came out, my choices were very narrow, either Either go to primary school to teach art, or enter a decoration company and develop in the direction of a designer. I prefer the former, but the salary is very low; I don’t like the latter, but if it is done well, the future income will be relatively rich. The trade-off After some time, I chose the latter, after all, my family needs money. So, now I am a 'painter' who draws blueprints every day."

"It's not a blessing to know that Sai Weng loses his horse."

Looking at the disappointment on Pingguo's face, Qiao Tan stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and comforted her: "When everything gets better, you will still pick up the brush and paint the people and scenery you want to paint."

"Ah."

Pingguo nodded, "I hope there will be a day, maybe, after I pay off all the foreign debts of my family, I can change jobs. Now this job will inevitably have to go to the construction site to eat ashes, which will have a great impact on my skin. That's why my skin problems have been so hard to get better."

"I look forward to your new job."

Qiao Tan smiled and said, "Whenever you are free, draw a portrait of me!"

"You can do it now." Ping Guo said hastily.

"Now? Aren't you going back to the company this afternoon?" Qiao Tan asked.

Pingguo smiled slyly, and took out a leave application form from his bag, "I asked Doctor Zhang to give me a leave application form for half a month, and it happened that I still had ten days of annual leave, so I used this to offset it, and then No wages will be deducted."

"Great! You should be resting at home after the protein coagulation treatment."

Qiao Tan was really happy, and after lunch, he took Pingguo to the back garden, and Pingguo also took out the simple painting tools he carried with him from his bag, and began to paint Qiao Tan's portrait.

"It seems that you haven't completely given up painting."

Seeing this, Qiao Tan smiled with relief.

"A painter should keep working hard. Besides, I also need a certain level of painting to draw blueprints." Ping Guo said with a smile.

Afterwards, Pingguo posed for Qiao Tan in a graceful but comfortable pose, chatting and laughing with Yanyan while writing and drawing.

"Do you still remember that you helped me draw a lot of cartoon heads when I was young?" Qiao Tan asked with a smile.

"Of course I remember, you are my first model."

Pingguo smiled and nodded, "At the beginning, you were the first to notice that I had a talent for painting, saying that my art work was always better than others."

"no no."

Qiao Tan shook his head slightly, and said, "It was the art teacher who discovered it. Once I went to the teachers' office to pay the class fee, and I overheard the art teacher boasting to the teacher next to you that you have a talent for painting. In the class, even if you look at the whole grade, no one can draw better than you. So, I secretly wrote down his words."

"So it is."

Pingguo understood it, and then he said, "However, it is also because of your praise that I have the motivation to continue painting. At that time, my grades were not very good. Unlike you, seven out of ten exams were bad. Double one hundred, so my parents don't approve of me spending too much time painting, and think that no matter how good the painting is, I can't become a painter, and even if I become a painter, I don't necessarily have money."

"Then why did your parents support you to go to the Academy of Fine Arts?" Qiao Tan was curious.

Ping Guo explained: "It's not because of this disease. They think that I have suffered so much. At least there should be one thing that can make me happy. Otherwise, my life will be too gloomy."

"Your parents still love you very much. They will be very happy when your tumor has completely fallen off and all the scars on your body have been removed." Qiao Tan said.

"definitely will."

Ping Guo nodded resolutely, and then asked: "What about you? Do you like your current job? I thought you would inherit your father's career, either becoming a surgeon or an obstetrician."

"I like it. However, this is not my first choice of major. In fact, I have always wanted to be an endocrinologist." Qiao Tan said, and then told Pingguo about his endocrine disease in adolescence.

"It turns out that you were also plagued by illness."

Ping Guo was a little bit embarrassed, she thought Qiao Tan was a very lucky and happy girl.

"Then do you plan to continue studying endocrinology in your spare time?" She asked again.

"Whee!"

Qiao Tan covered his mouth and said proudly: "No, because my boyfriend is an expert in endocrinology, he can be my teacher."

"Haha. It's still free." Ping Guo laughed out loud.

"It's not free! You know."

Qiao Tanyun Jiaoyu lowered her eyes timidly.

"I know."

Pingguo pursed her lips and snickered.

At this moment, a ray of sunshine came, making the two of them feel warm. They all raised their heads and closed their eyes, enjoying the caress of the warm winter sun.