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Chapter 246 The most outrageous patient: a critical heart attack, and he ran away!!
[Bone marrow biopsy findings: A piece of grayish-yellow tissue, measuring 0.8*0.2*0.2cm. (Complete)]

[Bone marrow nucleated cell proliferation (Vol%): 95%], Granulocyte/erythrocyte ratio: Significantly increased, Congo red blood cell count: Not performed.

【"Alip Phenomenon: Not Found", "Hot Topic Phenomenon: Not Found", "Network Influence: Level 0", "Iron Influence: (-)"】

Microscopic description:
1. The proliferation of nucleated cells in the bone marrow is extremely active (hematopoietic area is about 95%); the granulocyte/erythrocyte ratio is significantly increased;
2. Granulocyte proliferation is obvious, mainly consisting of mature cells, with a few immature cells scattered throughout;

3. Erythroid cells are rare, with intermediate and late erythroblasts being the main cells;
4. There are slightly more megakaryocytes, some of which are small in size, have few lobes, and may have a single round nucleus;
5. Lymphocytes and plasma cells are scattered in small numbers;

6. No collagen fiber hyperplasia was observed in the bone marrow.

[Analysis Conclusions and Comments]

This is consistent with chronic myeloid leukemia.

On the inspection report.

The words "leukemia" completely shattered Liu Jiangping's hopes.

"Clang-"

Liu Jiangping slumped down beside the hospital bed.

Although I was mentally prepared, I still found it hard to accept the actual result.

After all, it's leukemia!

She felt she was going to die; her family simply couldn't afford the hundreds of thousands of yuan in medical expenses.

Because now only she and her grandfather live at home.

I was raised entirely by my grandfather. The other party didn't have hundreds of thousands of yuan, not even a dozen or so hundred-yuan bills.

The other party probably only has a few hundred yuan on them.

They all came from themselves.

The main reason was that the other person was quite old, so I told her not to do too strenuous work, and that she should do it because she was young.

So now he just grows some vegetables at home.

He would eat a little himself and occasionally take some to the market to sell, earning only a few dozen yuan at a time. He couldn't even bear to eat a bowl of noodles early in the morning; at most, he would eat a bowl of tofu pudding.

Many city dwellers might find this unbelievable.

But many people in the mountains live this kind of life because of poverty at home.

And she just couldn't understand it.

Why do I have leukemia at such a young age?

“Sigh… Pingping, why don’t we go to West China Hospital for a checkup? There’s always a way out. I’ll go with you.”

Jiang Yinyin's feelings were also very complicated.

The curse of Veterinarian Zhang.

Sure enough, the other party offered to let me get checked out, and it was definitely not a minor ailment.

She even vaguely recalled the look in Zhang the veterinarian's eyes when he gave them his instructions as they parted ways.

"Yes, there are many types of leukemia, but it's not a terminal illness. Currently, you have chronic leukemia, so you don't feel much of a difference. Of course, it could also be because you have a relatively good constitution. We have a complete treatment plan for your chronic myeloid leukemia. Although you don't seem to have any major problems now, if you are passive in your treatment, you will likely only live for about three years at most. So you must actively seek treatment. But seeing that you have filled in your application as a student at Minzu University, do you want to go back to Chengdu for treatment or be hospitalized in our hospital?"

The doctor arrived shortly after and suggested hospitalization, because although it was chronic leukemia, the patient's condition was actually not good, and it even seemed to be approaching the acceleration phase.

So now he's asking for their opinions.

"Doctor, let's go back to Chengdu."

After thinking for a moment, the two said that the school was not in this area and they needed to go to Chengdu.

After all, this trip to Lecheng was just for tourism.

It is highly unlikely that one would receive treatment in an unfamiliar city.

"Where are you going? West China Hospital? If you are going there, we can transfer you to another hospital. They will accept you directly, and you won't need to register or anything like that."

The doctor looked at the two of them.

I've also heard of how, in order to save 1,500 yuan, a girl with leukemia carried a girl with a broken bone all the way down Mount Emei.

So their family background probably wasn't very good.

If they need it, they can still help with the process.

"Oh? Thank you so much, Director!"

The two expressed their gratitude to each other.

Only those who have lived here know how difficult it is to get a ticket to West China Hospital.

Next.

With the help of the hospital, they were transferred to West China Hospital.

Jiang Yinyin transferred the five thousand yuan she had saved from her part-time job to her best friend's account, and also asked her family for another five thousand yuan.

Although their family wasn't well-off, they were a rural family.

But at least I have both parents, unlike my best friend, so I can take out a few thousand yuan if I really need it.

Liu Jiangping, on the other hand, decided to keep it a secret for the time being.

She didn't want her grandfather to know.

Time slips away quietly.

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Today is Zhang Lingchuan's first day on duty.

He is now becoming more and more adept at his work at the provincial hospital.

And every time his teacher's wife went to see a doctor, she had to take him with her.

They ostensibly wanted him to assist with diagnosis and treatment, but in reality, they wanted him to learn.

Actually, I just chatted with him until six o'clock and then asked him if he wanted to come over for dinner.

Of course, today is not for me to see a doctor with my teacher's wife.

Instead, they were familiar with emergency room work.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou, this is Dr. Zhang from the emergency department of the provincial hospital. May I ask where you are now...?"

Mr. Zhou was a patient who came to the emergency room at noon.

"Dududu-"

Zhang Lingchuan hadn't finished speaking.

Mr. Zhou then hung up the phone.

It turns out that Mr. Zhou is from the south and works as a cardboard box packer in a company in Chunshi.

This morning, he felt chest pain and sweating while at work, which lasted for nearly two hours before subsiding. At noon, he still had a dull pain in his chest. After get off work, he went to the nearby Provincial People's Hospital and, on their recommendation, went to the emergency department and had an electrocardiogram done.

Zhang Lingchuan had also met this Master Zhou at that time.

There's a red label above their heads.

He originally thought that after Yin Xiaoxiao and the others guided him to do an electrocardiogram, he would be able to accept the treatment with peace of mind.

The result was completely unexpected.

The electrocardiogram results had just come out when they heard that I needed to be hospitalized. The other party then made an excuse to make a phone call and simply slipped away.

It should be noted that the electrocardiogram currently diagnoses acute anterior and inferior myocardial infarction, indicating a "critical" condition, prompting the hospital to issue a "warning" signal.

He doesn't even need to say anything about this kind of warning signal.

The hospital was straightforward and transparent.

A heart attack can kill you!

Looking at Master Zhou again, he was only fifty-two years old and still one of the pillars of his family.

It would be such a shame if something like this really happened.

So Zhang Lingchuan was responsible for calling this patient.

However, as soon as the call connected, the other party, upon hearing that he was a doctor from the emergency department of the provincial hospital, immediately hung up.

This caught Zhang Lingchuan completely off guard.

This old man is really outrageous!
"Old Zhou, what's going on? Why have you called two or three times in a row? How did your checkup at the hospital go?!"

Next to him were Zhou Shun's coworkers and fellow villagers from Xiangjiang.

They came to the north together to work.

The main reason is that the cardboard box factory is run by people from my hometown, so the wages are slightly higher here. Also, since we're all from the same place, it's easier to talk to each other.

But in the morning, Zhou Shun clearly felt something was wrong with his chest.

In the past, my chest would hurt a little when I was tired.

Today will certainly feel the same, but it will ease up in most cases.

To everyone's surprise, the chest pain persisted for more than two hours today, so he went to a nearby large hospital after get off work and made an appointment.

It has to be said that the environment in large hospitals is indeed better, but the cost is also a bit higher.

But the small clinic said they couldn't treat my chest pain.

It turns out that when Zhou Shun went to see a doctor, he first went to a small clinic.

It's a small clinic where I often go to buy medicine when I have a cold or fever.

Who would have thought that the other party would say they couldn't see him and told him to go to the provincial hospital not far away.

So he came.

I would have been willing to accept a slightly higher price.

The doctor insisted on stopping him after the examination, saying his condition was very dangerous and he needed to be hospitalized immediately. So he used that as an excuse to make a phone call.

Then he ran away.

He doesn't need to be hospitalized.

How much would it cost to stay in such a big hospital for a day?

Besides, I still have so much work to do.

What if it interferes with work?

So his purpose in going to the hospital was simply to get some medicine for him.

"It's okay, the doctor said it's not a big problem. These are just nuisance calls. I don't know why my phone keeps getting these calls."

Zhou Shun smiled slightly and spoke to his fellow villager Zhou Hong.

At that very moment, his chest clenched again.

The pain was so intense that even this burly man swallowed hard.

"You know what, that's how cell phones are these days. One minute they're calling to sell you some loan, saying how much credit they have, and the next they're calling to ask if you want to buy some supplements. I have no idea where these people get their numbers from."

After hearing Zhou Shun say that, Zhou Hong nodded in agreement.

Because he had also experienced being harassed by these phone calls.

"Sigh, let's ignore them. There are only two or three months left until the New Year. Look, our little grandson looks great in this photo."

[Zhou's House (6)]

Zhou Shun opened a WeChat group chat.

Then a photo was shown.

"I really envy you. You're so young and both your sons are married and have kids. My two sons are such good-for-nothings, oh my, just thinking about them gives me a headache! Brother Shun, you'll have to give your grandson a big red envelope when you go back this year, right?"

Zhou Hong looked at Zhou Shun beside him and asked with a smile.

They are from the same hometown.

We came from Xiangjiang to work together.

The other party has two sons, and he himself has a son and a daughter.

My daughter is already married, but that son is a real headache; he might even end up a bachelor.

So he genuinely envied Brother Shun.

They even had a coworker who could tell fortunes in their previous dorm. He predicted, "May everything go smoothly this week; may life be as turbulent as a flood this week..."

Even though I knew the other person was fake, I was just trying to tell fortunes without any real knowledge.

But honestly, upon closer examination, it does seem to make a lot of sense.

The older I get, the more I realize that the saying "one's handwriting reflects one's personality" applies to names.

"Of course! I couldn't even go back for my grandson's 100-day celebration, so I have to give him a big red envelope for Chinese New Year!"

As Zhou Shun spoke, he became quite spirited.

His grandson was born in May of this year.

He was too busy to go over when the baby was 100 days old.

I'll go back to visit them this Chinese New Year.

"Haha, let's go, let's go to work."

Zhou Hong smiled.

His eyes made no attempt to hide his envy.

A true winner in life, absolutely.

"Ring ring ring——"

However, just as Zhou Shun entered the factory, another phone call came in.

It's definitely from the provincial hospital.

He refused to answer the call.

"Dududu-"

"It's dead again!"

Zhang Lingchuan stared blankly at the phone call that had been disconnected again.

I made five calls in a row. The first and fourth calls were answered by the other party after they changed their numbers, but this one was disconnected.

This old man is really courting death.

He was about to be hospitalized for a heart attack, yet he still dared to run away.

"Dr. Ogawa, he hung up again, didn't he... Sigh, I really don't know what to say, can't this old man just behave himself! He said he'd make a phone call and then just ran off!"

Yin Xiaoxiao is in charge of this Grandpa Zhou.

She really didn't expect that this old man would use the stratagem of running away as the best option.

"Sigh... They don't value their own lives."

Zhang Lingchuan rubbed his forehead as well.

"I'll go talk to Director Huang and see what we can do about this."

Yin Xiaoxiao then dialed Huang Xiangning's number.

The other person is in the hospital today.

As for Zhang Lingchuan, he was considering whether the hospital would be responsible if the other party died outside because of running away.

He is not a lawyer.

do not know either.

But that doesn't stop him from thinking about this issue.

Because he felt that Uncle Zhou was definitely doomed!
If he/she is taken to the hospital in time, there might still be some hope?

But if ventricular fibrillation occurs, then it's hard to say.

Huang Xiangning quickly offered her advice.

The other party suggested that they first call the patient's family or inquire about the patient's workplace to try to find the person.

It means doing your best.

A company's cardboard box packaging department.

"Old Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

The line manager suddenly noticed that Lao Zhou was acting a little strange.

Because it's already the 20th of October, which is now in the middle to late part of the month.

The weather was very cool, even a bit cold.

Many people have adopted the style of wearing long sleeves and a jacket.

But at this moment, Lao Zhou, the line manager, noticed that the other party was sweating profusely and even seemed a little dazed.

He then began to inquire about it.

"No, it's nothing... I'm just feeling a little unwell."

Zhou Shun felt like he couldn't breathe.

Because with every breath, my chest aches so badly that I can't breathe.

And the world seemed to spin around.

"Old Zhou, if you really can't take it, you should rest. Don't overwork yourself."

The line leader said at this moment.

"That's right, his lips have turned purple. Even if you're going to give your two grandsons red envelopes, Old Zhou... you can't go to such lengths!"

A fellow worker nearby chimed in.

But Zhou Shun only felt a cacophony of noise.

I couldn't hear what anyone was saying at all.

They didn't even have the strength to lift their legs and walk.

For some reason, a sense of impending death welled up inside me.

"Puff-"

Suddenly everyone saw Zhou Shun collapse.

His whole body was convulsing.

It even foamed at the mouth!

"oops!!"

"This...this is terrible!!"

"Oh my god, oh my god, help!!"

……

This sudden scene.

This startled all the male and female workers in the room, causing them to scream.

……

(End of this chapter)