Chapter 170 Special Medicine
Port Angeles Hospital, top floor, special care unit.
White ceiling, white walls, white sheets.
The whiteness in his eyes is as pale as a man’s heart.
He was lying on the bed, his eyes dull.
Pancreatic cancer is in the advanced stage and life is short.
The door to the room was pushed open, and my sister walked in with a hot dish and a sweet smile on her face.
If there were no tears, the smile would be very sincere.
"Come on, have a taste and see if my cooking skills have improved."
He got up, held the lunch box and ate.
There is only millet porridge in the lunch box.
Patients with severe pancreatic disease must fast. The man did not eat a week before the operation, and did not drink a drop of water a week after the operation.
Today the doctor gave me a gift to eat some millet porridge.
However, in the future, the only diet for men will be millet porridge.
The man finished his meal and smiled softly:
"Thank you."
My sister put away the dishes and said casually:
"How about you try the special medicine?"
The man looked stunned. , his brows slowly wrinkled.
The words "special medicine" made him confused.
Port Angeles Hospital suddenly launched a charity project a month ago to recruit patients with various intractable diseases and serious diseases.
This has become good news for many patients who have no money for medical treatment.
With the mentality of giving it a try, he was admitted to Port Angeles Hospital.
Port Angeles Hospital has indeed fulfilled its promise by offering free admission to patients included in the charity plan.
Pancreatic cancer is treated in the same way as in ordinary hospitals, by removing the pancreas.
Patients with advanced pancreatic cancer have a maximum life span of two years after their pancreas is removed.
Even if he only has two years to live, the man is very grateful to Port Angeles Hospital. But a few days ago, people at the hospital said that there is a special medicine. Do you want to try it?
Men don’t believe it.
The pancreas has been removed, where can we get the special medicine?
This is not just about treating pancreatic cancer!
If this kind of medicine really existed, it was definitely for use by important figures in the country. How could it be his turn?
The younger sister waved her hand in front of his eyes:
"Did you listen to me?"
The man showed a hint of helplessness on his face and said:
"There is no magic medicine in this world.
I feel that Port Angeles Hospital is conducting some kind of medical experiment, using us seriously ill patients as guinea pigs.
Otherwise, why would you be so kind to do charity?
We cannot be fooled by them. "
My sister's face showed a hint of hope:
"What if the special medicine is real? ”
The man was stunned for a moment and said:
"Then I am willing to thank them all my life and let me do whatever they ask me to do, but this is impossible."
The younger sister grabbed the man's hand, her eyes filled with tears. Pleading:
"The doctor told me that not everyone can take the special medicine. You just meet their standards.
What if this medicine is real? Just try it, okay? Okay, just do it for me.”
The man frowned:
“I am studying biology, and my years of studying have told me that there is no way this kind of medicine can exist in this world!”
My sister let go of her hand, sadness appeared in her eyes. :
“That gentleman is right.”
The man looked at his sister in confusion:
"Which gentleman? What did he say?"
My sister said:
"A gentleman I met in the bar said that people who are difficult to change are not stupid people, but people who are The man who instilled the standard answer said in a low voice: "This is common sense, the teacher said."
With tears in her eyes, the sister looked at the man aggrievedly:
"How can you be so sure that your teacher is right? Why do you think the world is so simple?"
The man was silent.
My sister wiped away her tears:
"How good are you at studying and what is a key university? You are too conceited!
Anyway, I only have more than a year left to live, so what’s the point of giving it a try?
The doctor said that you cannot take special medicine as long as you are discharged from the hospital. "
The man sighed:
"Stop crying, okay, I agree. "
...In the evening, several doctors in white coats walked into the ward.
The man looked at the doctors with some anxiety:
"Are you giving an injection or..."
The doctor said expressionlessly:
"Just take medicine, as long as you sign a contract."
The man had already expected that it would be something like a confidentiality contract, and he was not allowed to tell anyone about his medication.
Sure enough, are you treating yourself as a guinea pig?
The man was stunned for a moment when the contract was handed to him.
This is not a confidentiality contract, but an entry agreement.
The man looked at the doctor in confusion:
"This is..."
The doctor said:
"The hospital cannot give you expensive special medicines for no reason. What we value is your ability, so you Need to work for the company.”
The man frowned.
I am a top student, so I work for a company in order to survive.
hiss. . . . . .
This is very similar to the behavior of some super companies in foreign blockbusters.
Could it be that there is such a mysterious company in the South China Sea?
That kind of super giant company that looks ordinary but actually contains terrifying energy?
Hmm. . . . . . If it is Nanhai, there may not be such enterprises. This is a big economic city.
The man opened the agreement. The first two paragraphs were all official polite words, but the last two paragraphs attracted him.
The first is the confidentiality clause. If you disclose information within the company, you will be fired.
The second is welfare benefits, six insurances and one fund, an after-tax salary of 20,000, and you can take special medicine every six months.
The man feels that his world view has been overturned.
Is there really such a super company that uses super methods as benefits?
If the special medicine is real, then lifespan is used as a welfare benefit!
After reading the agreement, the man actually felt that the special medicine might really exist!
I have been at the bottom of society for so long that I have no idea how shocking the development of the upper class of society is.
The man signed the agreement dubiously.
The doctor took out a pill.
The packaging of the pills is exquisite, but there is no name on the packaging.
The man swallowed the pill and suddenly felt very sleepy and his head was heavy. He pointed at the doctor:
"What on earth did you give me?!"
Doctor He said expressionlessly:
"I will discharge you from the hospital tomorrow and report to the company in the evening."
After that, the doctor turned and left.
The man fell asleep, thinking about the doctor's words in his mind.
I will organize your funeral tomorrow and report it tonight.
Damn it.
. . . . . .
The next afternoon, the man woke up.
He originally thought he was finished, but he didn't expect to live well.
My sister rushed forward excitedly
“Brother, you’re awake! You can really sleep!
How do you feel?!”
The man frowned and checked his body, his face gradually becoming surprised:
"I, I seem to be fine.
I feel like I am full of strength!"
The man's body feels better, even better than before, and his mood is much better.
It seems that this hospital really has special medicine, and there is a super company behind it!
I am just a frog in the well!
At this time, the man smelled a strong fragrance and turned to look at the plastic bag behind his sister.
My sister opened the plastic bag with a smile:
"Crazy Thursday!"
The man was in the mood to joke and pretended to be dissatisfied:
"The greedy cat, you know clearly that I can't eat, but you still use this to make me greedy."
Although he was joking, he was really greedy.
If you haven’t eaten for half a month and you drank some millet porridge yesterday, you will be hungry too.
The special medicine that men take is a diluted version of death leaves, which is not as strong as ordinary death leaves.
Although you will never die of hunger, you still need to satisfy your appetite.
The sister handed over the fried chicken:
“The doctor said that you can eat normally when you wake up.”
The man shouted directly:
“What’s going on? Maybe! ”
After suffering from pancreatic disease, millet porridge is basically the only diet. This is common sense.
My sister also became suspicious, and quickly suppressed the distrust in her eyes, and said:
"You have forgotten what I told you. Have you forgotten how you recovered from your illness?"
>The man shut up and looked directly at the fried chicken.
Forget it, just wait until you finish eating. At worst, the tube will be reinserted!
The man took the fried chicken and swallowed it in big gulps.
My sister watched for a long time without seeing her brother's discomfort. Tears appeared in the corners of her eyes. Her brother was really well.
(End of this chapter)