Do nothing

Lu Wenfang's colonoscopy was done on a Monday, and Yan Ke happened to be off night shift that day.Yu Cheng sent a message to inform him that it was probably another cancer, and the slices had already been sent for pathology.

Yan Ke couldn't help laughing at himself: Why is it so unlucky recently, all good patients have turned into cancer in his hands?

In any case, it is always a good thing that there is no missed diagnosis.

Lu Wenfang stayed in the respiratory department for ten days. After her pneumonia almost recovered, she was transferred to the oncology department.Pathology also came out, colon cancer is advanced.When Yan Ke was handing over to the oncology department, he kindly told him that the patient's family conditions are not good, and his grandson is very filial, but his son is not caring.The two generations of children and grandchildren are active and negative extremes in treatment, and there may be contradictions.

The people in the oncology department started to murmur when they heard it, and when they saw that it was a self-funded patient, they immediately felt that the trouble was escalating.Because of their colleagues, they were embarrassed to ask Yan Ke why he pushed this kind of rotten patient to the tumor, but they always had some opinions in their hearts.

Yan Keben thought that the patient had nothing to do with him if he transferred to another department, but he didn't expect that this matter was not over yet.

On the third day of Lu Wenfang's transfer, during off-duty hours, Yan Ke just walked out of the inpatient building when he saw a young man squatting by the flower bed.He was startled and was about to leave when he heard whimpering.

Yan Ke couldn't help but glanced at it, feeling a little familiar.Look again, isn't this Lu Wenfang's grandson?

He was still wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, looking like he had just finished school, but squatting on the edge of the flower bed, his face flushed with tears.Seeing that his clothes and shoes were dirty, Yan Ke suddenly remembered that the child told him that he was dependent on his grandma and that his parents didn't care about him.Now that grandma is in the hospital, there is naturally no one at home to wash and cook.Thinking of this, Yan Ke couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Why are you crying here?" He walked over and patted his grandson on the shoulder.

The grandson refused to look up, still sobbing in a low voice.Yan Ke sighed: "Is your grandma doing well?"

Only then did the grandson recognize him, and choked up, "Doctor Yan..."

Yan Ke comforted: "It is inevitable to get sick when you are old, and everyone will have this process."

The grandson shook his head, sobbing: "No... I know that people must die, but... my grandma... is so pitiful..."

"It's a tumor after all, there's no way around it."

"No..." The grandson seemed to think of something, and hot tears burst out again, "It's my dad... My dad said, I can't see it anyway, so why waste money..."

Yan Ke was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that Lu Wenfang did not have medical insurance.He suddenly remembered that on the day of the first consultation, the old lady refused to take a chest CT that he thought was "very cheap".

The grandson sobbed, and continued: "The doctor in charge of the bed came to me just now and said that our hospital account has been in arrears for many days, and the pharmacy will not be able to dispense the medicine if we don't pay... But my father refused to take the money...Grandma I don't know about it yet, if she finds out, she won't treat me anymore, she always says she wants to save money for me to go to college..."

Yan Ke felt very sad when he heard this, so he asked, "How much do you owe?"

"More than 1..."

Yan Ke helped him up, and said, "Don't worry, I'll lend you the money first, so the old lady can use the medicine first. You can persuade your father later."

The grandson was stunned: "Really? Are you willing to lend me money?" He hurriedly searched through his schoolbag, "I, I'll write you an IOU..."

"It's not urgent, let's pay the fee first, otherwise the medicine will be discontinued." Yan Ke wanted to take him to pay the fee, but with a plop, his grandson suddenly knelt down on the ground.

"Thank you! Doctor Yan!" He broke down in tears and kowtowed repeatedly, "Thank you for saving my grandma!"

Yan Ke was startled and quickly pulled him up.The grandson was very grateful, so he followed him to pay the fee.

Unexpectedly, the colleague at the charge window went to eat.Yan Ke remembered that Xiao Lu was still waiting for him, and he didn't want to waste any more time, so he hurriedly transferred the money to his grandson first, and asked him to pay it early tomorrow morning.

After dealing with this matter, Yan Ke came to the parking lot.The wind is strong today, and the deer's nose is red from the cold.Yan Ke felt a little distressed, so he quickened his pace and ran over.

"I'm sorry, I was delayed by something when I came out." He hurriedly started the car, turned on the air conditioner, and then told him what happened just now.

Xiao Lu breathed into his hands, sniffed and said, "How much did you borrow?"

"[-]. They owe [-] in arrears, and the extra [-] may not take a few days." Yan Ke implied that he felt a little guilty, "I only tied two cards to Alipay, and the transfer limit Both are only [-] yuan, and I don’t have any cash or cards with me..."

Ling Lu was shocked: "You actually borrowed so much at once? Then... have you issued an IOU?"

Yan Ke showed him the IOU written by Lu Wenfang's grandson. The handwriting was very neat, and the name of the signature was "Liang Jiaxue".Ling Lu studied it carefully, and sighed: "I'm still a little worried. Although this grandson is very filial, he is still a child after all, and he has no right to speak at home. What if..." He couldn't say the following words, afraid of hurting him. Yan Ke's heart.

Yan Ke said: "I borrowed the money and didn't expect him to pay it back. How can a high school student pay it back? In the end, he didn't ask his father to ask for it. I told him that I am not in a hurry to pay back the money. Just treat it as me. His bursary, come slowly in the future."

Ling Lu smiled: "Then your money is worthless?"

Yan Ke sighed: "[-] is not too much for me, but it can relieve their urgent needs. And I think that if I turn around and walk away under such circumstances, I will definitely feel uneasy..." He sideways He turned his head to look at Ling Lu, then quickly turned his attention back to the steering wheel, and said with a smile, "Xiao Lu, do you still remember the time I almost jumped off the building in the hospital, you refused to leave and insisted on staying with me. You said that if something happened to me after you left, you would have a bad conscience for the rest of your life. Although I said you were annoying at that time, I was actually very moved. Your kindness made me feel that the world is still beautiful, and you saved me. "

"Teacher Yan..." Ling Lu's eyes suddenly became very gentle.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Yan Ke smiled at him, "Go shopping for vegetables, what do you want to eat?"

Meanwhile, the bank counter.

Yu Cheng reconfirmed the number: 478000, 47.

This was the closest his parents could raise to 50 yuan, after all, the time limit was only one week.

He obviously said on the phone that he didn't want their money - of course, Yu Cheng knew that they would try their best to raise money after hearing this, so he said that on purpose.The four 10,000+ is probably the money they borrowed after asking their relatives and friends.

As for 50, this figure is certainly not casual.According to his estimation, 50 is not a number that their family can't even make up.As long as you empty out your family, take out the coffin book, and owe some favors—50, it's within reach.

The precarious reputation and self-esteem of their phoenix son who came out of the chicken coop was preserved.

But having said that, it really surprised him that his parents would trust him so much.Thanks to Zhang Xingduan for that photo.The excellent and proud son who was a doctor in a big city was once used to do that kind of thing, and was even held accountable... In addition to money, the mental blow they suffered was also catastrophic.

In fact, there has been very little news about the Academy recently.The turmoil gradually subsided, and after the forgetful netizens reached a climax in the passionate sense of justice, they were soon attracted by the entertainment news.

And he didn't actually need the money.

No, after all, he didn't really hate them that much.Although they gave him the worst childhood, and even though they sent him to that hell with their own hands, in fact, he never had any strong emotions that could be called hatred.

I just happened to see the news and thought I could take revenge... so I did it.

Yu Cheng put away his passbook, walked out of the bank, and suddenly felt bored when he saw the sun go down.

A little irritability emerged in my heart.So he walked to the bus stop and took out his mobile phone while waiting for the bus.

"...Hello, Ake." The moment the phone was connected, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the restlessness in his heart was also calmed down, "Are you home?"

A few days later, one morning, Yan Ke received a call from Zhang Xingduan as soon as he arrived at the hospital.

"Two things. First, Yang Minghuan came again. He was diagnosed with thyroid cancer, and the pathology was not very good. He had radiotherapy once, and the side effects were too much to bear, so he decided to take palliative treatment. Transfer, he wants to come to the respiratory department and stay on your bed."

Yan Ke immediately started to adjust the bed: "No problem, I have a bed in hand."

"The second thing. Did you transfer a female patient to the oncology department, in her seventies, named Lu Wenfang?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Yan Ke inexplicably had a bad premonition.

Zhang Xingduan sighed: "She ran away. She owed more than 2 yuan and ran away."

The author has something to say: Xiaolu: Now I am the poorest person in the whole text. . .

Uncle Shi: Yes.

Xiaolu: Shut up, scum! ! !