Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 414 Rejection
"Huai Gu, please make arrangements for me. I want to go back as soon as possible. Please make arrangements for me. I want to go back as soon as possible. I want to find Jian Sheng..."

Fu Shuyi's words brought a bitter smile to Cheng Huaigu's lips.

He knew that his wife would want to visit after learning the news about their eldest son.

"Shuyi, Shuyi, don't be anxious, listen to me."

"How could I not..." Fu Shuyi was so excited that she almost jumped up from the sofa, and the blush on her face became even darker.

"Don't get excited, just listen to me first." Cheng Huaigu hurriedly raised his hand to press down his wife's shoulders, and then held her cheek with his hand to make her look at him.

……

"Uncle Su, are you saying that they already know of my existence?"

By the time the news reached Li Yancheng, it was a week later.

On the morning of May 8, he and his wife had just arrived at the unit and were about to go to the main hospital when Su Xiaotong's father sent a car to take him to the office.

"Yes, that's the news from over there. At the same time..."

Having said that, Mr. Su reached out and opened the drawer, took out a letter from it, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Li Yancheng.

"This is a letter written to you by your biological parents. They have given you permission to read it. If you wish, you may write back to them, but the content of the letter needs to be reviewed."

Li Yancheng's eyes fell on the letter on the table in front of him.

The letter was placed in a kraft paper envelope with the opening not sealed. It was filled with a thick stack of paper. Judging from the marks on it, there seemed to be photos inside.

Seeing that he just looked at the letter but didn't do anything, Grandpa Su smiled and said, "There are two photos in it, one is of your parents, your grandfather, and your brothers and sisters, and the other is a photo of you and your parents when you were one year old.

By the way, your date of birth is not New Year’s Day of 1942. You are the same age as Xiaotong, both born in 1941, but yours is younger, being born at the end of the year.

In addition, the organization has also read this letter, which expresses your parents' longing for you. For the time being, only the two of them in the Cheng family know about your situation, and they are keeping it a secret from everyone else."

When Mr. Su said this, Li Yancheng's eyes were still on the letter. After Mr. Su finished speaking, he sighed slightly, raised his hand and pushed the letter on the table back in front of Mr. Su.

"Uncle Su, I won't read the letter. Please destroy it. If it weren't for the special reasons and the fear of implicating them, I really didn't intend to let them know of my existence.

I won't read their letters, and I won't reply to them. If possible, please ask Uncle Su to have someone pass on a message."

Li Yancheng's words made Mr. Su dazed for a moment.

Of course, this letter was also checked, and there was nothing else written in it except the parents' longing for their child who had been lost and found.

Cheng Huaigu and Fu Shuyi also knew that other content could not be written, otherwise it would definitely not reach the hands of their children. However, what they did not expect was that the child they lost that year did not want to see it at all now.

It’s not that Li Yancheng is heartless, but he really doesn’t want to cause trouble for himself at this time.

He believed that the people in the committee might not know about all this at present, but there is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable, and they might be discovered one day.

By then, he would definitely not be the only one to suffer. The old man Su in front of him, his father-in-law, might even drag old men Wang and Fang into it as well.

After all, his current identity is special, but he communicates with foreigners. Even if it is approved, as long as the people on the committee know about it, they will definitely kill him without mercy.

"Yancheng, this letter contains some thoughts about you."

"I know." Li Yancheng nodded, smiled faintly and said, "No matter what they write, they are all foreigners now. Uncle Su, you know my job, contacting foreigners..."

At this point, he smiled and shook his head: "My job involves contact with foreigners. Even if the foreigner is of Chinese descent and very patriotic, there will be problems. If someone finds a handle on me..."

There is no need to finish the sentence, the meaning is already very clear.

A smile also appeared on Mr. Su's face at this time, and his eyes were full of admiration.

This letter to Li Yancheng could not be said to be a test or not, but the results would definitely be different if he reads it or not.

If you have read it, then read it. It is approved by the organization anyway.

But if he doesn't watch it, it means that Li Yancheng has really let go of those messy things in his heart and doesn't care about his past life. Only then will the organization be confident in handing a heavier burden to him.

"Okay." Mr. Su reached out, picked up the letter and put it back in the drawer.

"Since you are sure you don't want to watch it, I won't force you. Yancheng, you just asked me to bring a message. What was it?"

"I'm fine, I hope they're fine too, don't worry about me."

"Don't worry, I will definitely have someone bring it to you."

"Then...Uncle Su, do you have anything else to say?"

Li Yancheng knew that Mr. Su was very busy at work, just like his father-in-law, whose schedule was arranged in advance. It was not easy to spare these ten minutes to see him today. It was estimated that his work had been postponed.

So, when I finished talking, I prepared to leave.

"I'm fine here. You can go to your uncle Fang's place. He knew I asked you to come here today, so he called me just now and asked you to visit him before you leave."

"Okay Uncle Su, I'll be there right away, you're busy."

"Well, wait a minute, Yancheng, how many months old is Xiaomin now?"

"Eight months, due date is the middle of next month."

"Take good care of Xiao Min."

"I will."

"Okay, then you go."

"Uncle Su, you are busy, thank you!"

"You are welcome"

Old Su sat there and waved his hand with a smile. After watching Li Yancheng leave the office, he lowered his head, opened the drawer, looked at the letter again, smiled and shook his head, then closed the drawer again, reached out and picked up a document on the table and read it carefully.

On the other side, as soon as Li Yancheng walked out of the office, the old man's secretary came to meet him. The two of them talked in low voices and walked out of the old man's private office building together.

"Director Li, take care."

"Director Cao, you're welcome. Call Xiaomin, Xiaotong, Luo Yang and the others some other day and we can have a simple meal together."

"no problem."

After sending Li Yancheng out, the two stood in front of the small building and talked for a few more words before parting ways. Everyone was busy, so they could only chat during breaks. Director Cao's full name was Cao Xiangjun. He had been working as a secretary for Mr. Su for ten years, so he knew very well which people he should get along with, whether they were old or young.

Li Yancheng is one of these people.

Just as Director Cao was about to turn around and go in, a middle-aged man walked over from the other side. He did not see Li Yancheng's face, but only saw the back of the young man who was just about to turn the corner.

Seeing that it was Director Cao who delivered it personally, the middle-aged man asked casually.

"Director Cao, that person is... why did you bother to send him off in person?"

"He is the director of a department in the Social Affairs Bureau and the son-in-law of Vice President Luo."

"He is Vice President Luo's son-in-law Li Yancheng."

"Why, Director Tao knows Director Li?"

"I've heard of him, but I don't know him. Director Cao, I heard that Director Li is a good doctor?"

"Well, it's really good. Now we are cooperating with the project team of the military hospital. Director Li is the project leader. Director Tao, do you want to ask Director Li to treat your daughter?"

When Director Tao brought up the topic of Li Yancheng's medical skills, Director Cao immediately knew what he was up to and asked directly.

My daughter, whose surname is Tao, has a very strange disease. Every once in a while, her whole body becomes swollen, which lasts for about a week before recovering. Then, after a month or two, it will be like that again, and this cycle repeats over and over again for almost a year.

And every time my whole body is swollen, it hurts. I could bear it by taking painkillers at the beginning, but maybe I have antibodies to the drugs. Since last month, I have been taking large amounts of them and they have not worked.

This man named Tao sounds like just a section chief, but he actually works in the General Office. In order to treat his daughter's illness this past year, he even sought help from experts from the Health Bureau. Unfortunately, neither Western medicine nor Chinese medicine have figured out the cause of the illness, let alone effective treatment.

Those experts recommended Li Yancheng to Director Tao, saying that if possible, they should ask him to give it a try, saying that his medical skills were special and he might be able to find a treatment method.

But Li Yancheng is not a doctor at all, but a powerful deputy-division-level cadre of the Social Affairs Bureau. Even if Tao is the director of the General Office, he cannot reach the Social Affairs Bureau. It can be said that he has no way to communicate with the Social Affairs Bureau at all.

He knew that Li Yancheng was Vice President Luo's son-in-law, and he also wondered if he could get in touch with him through some other child.

However, except Luo Yang, the few people he got along well with all worked in special units, and he couldn't contact them at all.

As Vice President Luo's secretary is not under the same office management, he is not very familiar with him, so it is not easy for him to ask him for help in such a private matter.

but……

"I wonder if Director Cao can help introduce me."

The man with the surname Tao forgot that the Su family and the Luo family have a very good relationship. The youngest son of the Su family also works in the Social Affairs Bureau. When he saw Director Cao personally escorting Li Yancheng out, he thought that the relationship should be good, so he hurriedly spoke.

Secretary Cao thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Director Tao, I will find a chance to talk to Director Li, but I can't guarantee whether it will work. After all, Director Li is not a doctor."

"Thank you Director Cao"

"Don't be polite. Director Tao is here to..." Secretary Cao's eyes fell on Director Tao's hand holding something.

"Oh, here is a document that needs Mr. Su's review."

The man surnamed Tao handed over the brown paper document bag in his hand.

After Secretary Cao took it, he glanced at the red confidentiality stamp on the upper right corner of the file bag, then turned the file bag over and carefully checked the interline stamp on the back. After making sure that there was no problem with the place where it was pasted or the stamp, he took the other notebook from Director Tao.

This notebook was a document handover registration book. He raised his hand to take out the pen from his left chest pocket, uncapped the pen, signed his name behind the last entry in the registration book, and then returned the book to Director Tao.

"I'll take it to the chief right away."

"Okay, then I'll go over there first, Director Cao."

"Well, I'll remember your matter. I'll find a suitable opportunity to tell Director Li as soon as possible."

"Thank you"

……

On the other side, when Li Yancheng came out of Mr. Fang's place, it was already 11 o'clock in the morning. Knowing that he did not drive here, Mr. Fang sent someone to take him to the unit.

Mr. Fang came to him to tell him that the Health Bureau recommended that he take over the treatment of Mr. Wu.

This matter has not been approved by the organization yet, and opinions are being solicited. Mr. Wu does not want to cause trouble for his comrades, nor does he want to be away from work for a long time. Whether the treatment plan should be changed depends on what kind of plan Li Yancheng can come up with.

But when it comes to Mr. Wu's treatment, whether to change the attending physician and the treatment plan is not something he has the final say on alone.

Mr. Fang asked Li Yancheng to come over because he wanted to hear his personal opinion.

He would certainly not have any objections, but he would not be able to give any treatment plan just by looking at the test report without seeing the patient. After all, he is a Chinese medicine doctor, not a Western doctor who only looks at the test results.

Sitting in his office, Li Yancheng took a copy of Mr. Wu's recent physical examination report that he had just received from Mr. Fang, as well as three reports from the past three months, and spread them out on the table, comparing them carefully.

Although he doesn't rely on these data to treat diseases, it doesn't hurt to take a look at them.

Looking at the test data on these four reports, he finally understood why the Health Bureau wanted to change the attending physician and treatment plan.

Mr. Wu had received electrocautery treatment before, and it seemed to be effective at first, but just two months ago, one of the data began to rise again.

The increase in this data indicates that there is residual or progressive lesions.

The previous treatment cannot be said to be a complete failure, it was just slightly worse than expected.

For the experts at the Health Bureau, since the postoperative results were not good, it meant that this approach was a dead end and they had to find a way to change the treatment plan.

However, there are only a few ways to treat cancer. Mr. Wu did not want to delay his work and firmly refused to undergo surgery, which was equivalent to directly blocking the most likely cure option.

Other TCM experts have also provided several TCM treatment plans in the past few months, which have also been effective.

Now that both options are blocked, of course we have to find a better treatment before the condition worsens.

Li Yancheng is the last card here.

Although he has been a member of the cancer research project team of the general hospital for quite some time and has treated many cancer patients, a large number of them have their conditions under control very well after his treatment.

But to be honest, there is a big difference between treating ordinary patients and the patient he may have to face now. It is hard to say whether he can withstand the tremendous pressure.

After a careful comparison, Li Yancheng put down the report in his hand, put the four reports back into the file bag, and locked it in the middle drawer of his desk.

After putting it away, he stood up and walked to the window to light a cigarette for himself.

(End of this chapter)