Since 1981 Health School

   "Dean, why don't you receive this interview? Look at how many surgeries I have backlogged. The patients are in a hurry."

  Dean Yan gave the young man in front of him an angry look:

"Stupid, how many times have I told you that you not only have to lower your head and hurry, but also look up at the sky. If no one knows about your achievements, what's the point of your achievements? This is good for you, but in the future Do you understand your political capital?"

  President Yan still looked unconvinced when he saw Chen Qi, and persuaded in a low voice:

"And now it's not your personal problem. If this Huangtan experience can be promoted, it will be the honor of our entire health system. You didn't see that every time a reporter came to interview, Director Wang and Deputy Director Qiu would personally accompany him. ?

   Do you understand? This is related to their political future. If you quit, believe it or not, Director Wang will slap you to death. So you just cooperate well, it's good for everyone, don't be too hotheaded. "

  Chen Qi sat down on the chair: "Oh, I'm most afraid of this kind of thing, it's too annoying, it seems that I'm not born to be an administrator."

  President Yan patted Chen Qi on the shoulder:

"It's all here step by step. For example, I became the dean at the age of 30. I didn't understand anything at that time. Isn't it the same way for so many years now? Don't be so straight, others want to have this kind of opportunity can't get it."

   As soon as the words fell, several jeeps drove in at the entrance of the hospital.

  The chubby Director Wang and the skinny Deputy Director Qiu led a few comrade reporters out of the car.

  Director Wang and Deputy Director Qiu rarely came to Huangtan in previous years. It was a long journey, and I was afraid that Yan Quanxin would ask for subsidies at every turn.

  It’s better now, coming to Huangtan is the same as coming to my mother’s house, especially recently, at least twice a week.

  President Yan greeted him with a smile on his face,

  Chen Qi rubbed his face, tried to relax his facial muscles, showed a loyal yet sincere smile, and walked out quickly.

  The reporter’s interviews all follow the main theme.

  Reporter: What made you come to work in Huangtan, a remote mountain village health center? You can obviously go to a better hospital after graduating from technical secondary school.

   (Chen Qi slanders, do I have to tell you that I was raped by the principal of the health school and forced to come here?)

Chen Qi: It is mainly a sense of social responsibility. I come from a mountainous area and I understand the difficulties of farmers in seeking medical treatment. For example, a small appendicitis can be treated with a single operation. And lose their lives.

I can grow from a child in the mountains to a technical secondary school student, to become a glorious people's doctor. The country has trained me for so many years, so when I graduated, I felt that I should go to the most difficult place and serve the people. Don't forget the original intention.

  Reporter: I heard that the operating room in front of you was built brick by brick by yourself?

  Chen Qi: No, no, this is not due to me alone. The BR County Health Bureau specially allocated funds to us under the premise of such financial difficulties. This shows that the superior leaders attach great importance to the construction and development of our primary health centers.

At the same time, when the operating room was built, all 20 employees of our Huangtan Health Center were mobilized. For example, our dean Yan, whose hair was all gray, moved bricks and stones with us, and raised money everywhere. A person's credit is greater than mine. "

   Director Wang, Deputy Director Qiu, and Dean Yan next to him all looked very happy.

  Ms. Jinfeng is about to be discharged from the hospital.

  The villagers of Xiawan Village once again set off firecrackers at the entrance of the hospital, and at the same time sent two pennants, one for the collective of the hospital and one for Chen Qi personally.

  The removal of the huge tumor made Huang Tan Health Center and Chen Qi's personal reputation reach its peak among the common people in the southern mountainous areas of Central Vietnam.

  Only Chen Qi knew that Aunt Jin’s disease was only half healed, because the cancer cells had metastasized and spread, and recurrence was only a matter of time. He had clearly explained this to the patient’s family.

  Normal operation, after surgery, the patient should receive radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

   But Chen Qi has certain concerns about "radiotherapy and chemotherapy".

  One is that there were too few types of chemotherapy drugs in 1983, but the side effects were not small.

  Sometimes you can live a year or so without chemotherapy.

  Once you have chemotherapy, after a few courses of treatment, you may die after a while.

  This situation is still an unsolvable problem even after 40 years when medicine is quite developed.

   There is a joke in the oncology department of later generations, saying that one third of the patients are killed by doctors, one third are scared to death, and the last third are really terminally ill, unable to recover.

  This "doctor's death" refers to overtreatment,

  When patients with malignant tumors go to the hospital, most people go for a fight with the determination to die, and then they have to undergo a lot of operations, take a lot of medicine, and do a lot of radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

  The iron body can't bear it.

  During the rescue, you have to be covered with tubes all over your body, relying on the ventilator and nutrient solution to hang you, and the nurses turn you around like a dead fish, without any dignity of life at all.

   Even if he survived such overtreatment, he lived a few months longer, and his quality of life was pitifully poor.

  Patients lie in bed every day, and they must be taken care of when they urinate and defecate. As the saying goes, there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and the family members may be thinking in their hearts that the patient should die sooner.

  In the end, the money was spent, but the people were still gone. The people and money were empty, the family owed a lot of debts, and the living people had a difficult life.

   So what's the point of this overtreatment?

   Is it fulfilling the filial piety of the family members? Or did it fulfill the wallets of oncologists?

  Another one, after such a major operation, postoperative recovery is a big problem.

   Aunt Jin has worked hard all her life, and her body has actually collapsed long ago. In addition, the conditions in rural areas are too poor, her nutrition cannot keep up, and she may have to work in the fields, so Chen Qi does not report much hope for her survival rate.

   But this is not the case for Aunt Jin. It doesn’t matter what kind of tumor is surgically removed, and it doesn’t matter how long she can live.

  The important thing is that she kept her reputation and saved her family members from being ridiculed in the future. This is enough, and she doesn't ask for much.

  When she was carried out of the hospital by her two sons, she tremblingly climbed out of the sleeping sedan chair and knelt down at the door.

  Her two sons and daughter-in-law also knelt down, and pedestrians on the road stopped for a while.

   "Great kindness, great compassion, saving the suffering, thank you, thank you Dean Yan, thank you Dr. Chen..."

  Dean Yan and Chen Qi, who were so frightened that they were sent out, hurriedly dodged and quickly helped them up: "Ma'am, our new society doesn't like this, get up, get up."

  Aunt Jin’s face was pale, but her smile was sincere:

   "President Yan, Doctor Chen, thank you, I will chant Buddha to you every day when I go back, and keep you safe."

  Chen Qi knew that this was probably the last time they would see each other. The next time they fell ill, it was unlikely that they would be sent to the hospital again according to the economic conditions of the Yao family, so he was still very emotional.

"Aunt Jin, now that your mind is over, you should take good care of your illness. You see your son and daughter-in-law are very filial. You will be a blessed person in the future. When the time comes, President Yan and I will come to drink your 80th birthday wine. "

  Aunt Jin held Chen Qi's hand tightly: "Okay, okay, you must come then!"

  Chen Qi sent the Yao family and Aunt Jin to the old locust tree at the entrance of the town before stopping.

   Aunt Jin kept turning her head and waving goodbye in the morning mist until she couldn't see her.

  About two months later, Aunt Jin’s two sons appeared in the hospital in mourning clothes, holding a pair of cloth shoes made by Aunt Jin and giving them to Chen Qi...