Chapter 735: Peace of Mind

Lloyd first met the patient's family members, two bewildered girls and a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy pretending to be an adult.

The little nurse Wang Jia accompanied the three of them, brought them a net bag of snacks, and said, "Come and eat, these are Dr. Ling's favorite foods. It was taken from the group library..."

She is only in her early 20s and has never had any experience in taking care of children, so her expression is rather helpless.

The 13-year-old boy stroked the hair of his younger sisters with his hands, and stood up with his chest up and his head up: "Thank you sister, we are not hungry now, and when we are hungry, we will go back to eat. Don't worry about us, you go Get busy."

"Mom is in the hospital, and there is no one to cook when you go back." Wang Jia persuaded with nice words.

The boy shook his head: "I usually cook. After the operation is over, I will go back to cook. The earliest bus leaves at 5:30, and I will go back and come back just in time for breakfast. By then My mom should be awake too."

Wang Jia was stunned, not knowing what to say, and after a while, she whispered: "These snacks are made by sisters nurses, you can eat them first, so you don't have to go back to cook."

"You don't need to go back to cook today, but you have to go back to cook tomorrow." The little boy looked down at the snacks for a few seconds, shook his head firmly, and said, "We can live well without help. Sample."

"Of course." Wang Jiating's eyes became sore.

Lu Wenbin stamped his feet hard and made some noises.

Wang Jia was startled, turned to see Lu Wenbin, quickly wiped his eyes, and pretended to be angry: "Lu Wenbin, who are you scaring? It's so late, don't you know how to say hello first?"

"I'll bring a foreigner to see the operation." Lu Wenbin glanced at the three children sitting alone in the corner of the waiting hall, and asked in a low voice, "Have you contacted your family yet?"

Wang Jia shook his head slightly, but said nothing.

Lloyd looked at the three children at this time, and couldn't help asking in English in a low voice: "Is this the patient's child? No other family members?"

Lu Wenbin coughed twice, and replied in English: "The patient is a single mother, and she has divorced her family."

As for the fact that they couldn't find their family members, Lu Wenbin didn't need to elaborate further.

Lloyd understands this very well: "It is indeed sympathetic for a single mother to be sick. Well, will these three children be sent to child welfare institutions?"

"It's not that time yet." Lu Wenbin didn't want to talk too much about it, lest foreigners would promote their universal values, so he just said: "Dr. I just agreed."

The patient was actually snatched from the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery. When Zhang Anmin saw this patient, he felt very sympathetic, and quietly begged Ling Ran to snatch him away from He Yuanzheng.

In fact, He Yuanzheng also knew that Zhang Anmin was working as a boy, but he just pretended not to know, and half-pushed the patient to let him out. On the one hand, Zhang Anmin is not a day or two anymore, and it is useless to be angry. On the other hand, he also hopes that the patient's prognosis will be better, the survival time will be longer, and the quality of life will be higher.

After listening to Zhang Anmin's description and explanation, Ling Ran nodded in agreement, and arranged the operation immediately. Taking the time to calculate the pre-operative preparation time, he was sent to the operating room.

Similar to Ling Ran's reason for liver resection for an elderly patient with liver cancer, this patient is not pursuing a long survival time of 30 years, 20 years or even 10 years.

For this patient, the longer she can survive, the better, but for her, the most important thing is that she can survive for 5 years, or even 3 years, rather than 2 years, 1 year, with Huge difference.

The patient's son is 13 years old this year. If the patient can live for five more years, her son will grow to be 18 years old. Not only will he be able to support himself, but he will also be able to take care of his two younger sisters.

In the words of the patient, "you can leave with peace of mind."

Even if the goal of five-year survival is not achieved, survival for another three years after surgery can reduce complications and recovery period, which will be of great help to the patient's family. At least, by that time, the 13-year-old boy in front of him will be a 16-year-old youth, not just a teenager.

Although, to modern people, 16 years old is still immature, but compared to 15 years old, compared to 14 years old, there is always obvious maturity.

In this era when the first-year survival rate of liver cancer does not exceed 80%, and the two-year survival rate of advanced liver cancer is even lower, although Ling Ran cannot guarantee how much survival time will be improved, even if it can improve the quality of life of patients, it is still good.

The liver should be cut less, the cut should be cleaner, and the judgment during the operation should be more accurate... Although it depends on the mood of the cancer cells in the end, Ling Ran believes that this operation can still bring great benefits to the patient and his family. improve.

Lloyd, who has a grandson who is 10 years old, doesn't need to know Chinese, just looking at the scene in front of him and listening to Lu Wenbin's brief explanation, he can understand the current situation.

Lloyd's heart trembled slightly, and he raised his head again, and said with a solemn expression: "If Dr. Ling needs help, I can still help."

"I will convey it to Dr. Ling, but we have an assistant who is full of sleep to go in to help, and there is a high probability that you will not need to help." Lu Wen paused for a while, and then began to speak Chinese: "I was replaced. It's not my normal rest time, so I have to cook some pig's trotters, by the way, pig's trotters!"

Lu Wenbin patted his forehead, quickly took out the lock box, handed it to Wang Jia, and said, "I have some boneless pig's trotters here, which were originally intended to be fed to foreigners, so you can share them with a few children."

Wang Jia couldn't help looking at Lloyd.

Lloyd, who was a little used to being ridiculed by Chinese, smiled and didn't care anymore.

"Okay." Wang Jia responded, and said, "That's a foreigner. No normal person eats boneless pig's trotters. Thanks to your imagination, what's the difference between that and shelled sunflower seeds."

"Developing a new product, who knows, what if it becomes popular." Lu Wenbin said casually, then seamlessly switched to English, and said to Lloyd: "Let's go to the operating room."

"Okay." Lloyd followed Lu Wenbin for two steps, then turned his head back, and said to Wang Jia, "If you need it, I mean, you can email me no matter whether the operation is successful or not, and I can always help." Something to do."

As Lloyd said, he gave Wang Jia a business card.

Wang Jia looked wary and asked Lu Wenbin, "What did he say?"

"The foreigner said that if you need it, he can pay for it..." Lu Wenbin saw Wang Jia's eyes widen, and then continued: "He wants to help these three children, not help you."

Wang Jia's eyelids drooped, and he glanced at Lu Wenbin with disdain: "I will tell everyone the truth about what you did as an interpreter for the foreign devils."

Lu Wenbin smirked twice in a daze: "Why do you translate for foreign devils? Your words are not in the right taste."

"A person who makes boneless pig's trotters has no right to say that the taste is not right." Wang Jia pouted in disgust.

"Doctor Lu?" Lloyd urged.

"Oh, let's go." Lu Wenbin didn't dare to stay any longer, he had never won a fight with the little nurse.

Lloyd and Boyle whispered a few words, and when they entered the operating room, Lloyd said in a low voice: "Dr. Lu, the telemedicine center of our MD Anderson Cancer Center is willing to help consult this patient. No please convey our thoughts. We simply want to help."

In the last sentence, Lloyd was also worried that Ling Ran and others might misunderstand. However, from another perspective, Lloyd was not worried about Ling Ran's misunderstanding. If a doctor would rather delay the patient's condition than accept help because of his conceit, he would not want to be friends with such a doctor.

Lu Wenbin frowned lightly, turned around and went to the operating room to convey the news to Ling Ran.