Chapter 580 I Can’t Let My Parents, Who Have Disabilities, Take Care of Me Instead!

"Doctor Lin, am I hopeless..."

Hearing the doctor stop talking halfway and not even bothering to ask about her symptoms, Wu Huihui's hope suddenly shattered a little.

After running around for a year, although every hospital gave very bad results.

But when she heard that Dr. Lin Yi in her hometown had hope of curing cancer, Wu Huihui couldn't help but feel lucky.

There are too many people at home who can't let go, so she can't let go calmly.

The current situation is also very obvious. Lin Yi is just like all the doctors she has seen, hoping for a miracle, unless the sun sets...

"You can't say that."

Looking at the patient's despair from the inside out, Lin Yi didn't say it for sure after all.

"I believe you should be very clear about your physical condition."

"Let me talk about the diagnosis first, and then we can talk about it?"

"Doctor, what do you say?" Wu Huihui quickly took over Lin Yi's words.

This young doctor didn't say it for sure directly, which made Wu Huihui feel a little bit of expectation again.

"According to the diagnosis, you should have a grade 4 glioblastoma."

"The left brain is already filled up, and there is a tendency to spread to the right brain at any time."

"The swelling and deformation of your left face, and even the inability to open your left eyelid, are also caused by the compression and nerve damage caused by the glioma."

"If no treatment is intervened, I am afraid that the disease will progress very quickly..."

Based on the results given by the perfect level of medical consultation and system prompts, Lin Yi briefly described the patient's accurate symptoms and the development of the disease.

Considering the patient's acceptance, the 100-day survival period was not clearly stated after all, but only vaguely mentioned...

"Doctor Lin, then... am I still saved?"

Hearing Lin Yi's accurate diagnosis, Wu Huihui's excited tone was a little choked.

Hurry up and push all the medical records she brought with her to Lin Yi, hoping to provide more help for her condition.

In the past, when going to any hospital and facing any neurosurgeon, it was not necessary to do a full set of examinations and consult countless times before getting this desperate result.

Doctor Lin made a good diagnosis. He didn't ask any questions. He just took the patient's pulse and came up with the same diagnosis as those experts.

Doesn't this mean that, at least in terms of diagnosis, Lin Yi is much better than other experts.

For the diseases that other experts are not sure about, will Doctor Lin have a glimmer of hope for treatment?

When she thought of this, Wu Huihui couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

She didn't even dare to have the hope of a complete cure.

As long as she could be treated and given a few more years to do all the aftermath, she would dare to leave with peace of mind...

"Grade 4 glioblastoma, the most malignant stage of the most malignant tumor, how can it be treated?"

"In less than a minute, by taking the patient's pulse, such a serious disease can be diagnosed so clearly!"

"Looking at the patient's excitement, it is obvious that he recognized Doctor Lin's diagnosis."

"If this pulse-taking technique can be promoted, Chinese medicine will surely be on the fast track of rapid development..."

In the family reception room, You Changming, Sun Jincheng, Dean Cui, and Yang Fan, the director of neurosurgery who rushed over urgently.

No one expected that in less than a minute, Lin Yi could clearly diagnose the patient's complicated condition.

And from the patient's attitude, it can be seen that he highly agrees with Lin Yi's diagnosis...

"It's really hard to say whether there is hope or not."

"Although I am not a doctor in this profession, as far as I know, when the condition develops to this extent, the risk of going to the operating table is very high."

Facing the patient in desperate situation, Lin Yi tried to speak more tactfully.

The other party came to the hospital with a knife and threatened the doctor with his own life, which shows how desperate he was...

"Doctor Lin, hello Wu Huihui."

"Can I take a look at these examination reports of yours?"

When the patient took the initiative to hand over the examination reports he brought with him, Yang Fan, director of the neurosurgery department of the Central Hospital, could no longer help interrupting the conversation between the two parties and asked while looking at the thick plastic bag on the table.

Before Lin Yi came to the reception room, everyone had done their work.

It could only ensure that Wu Huihui's mood was slightly stable, but it was impossible to put down the knife, or ask and check the relevant information of the condition.

Ultimately, the patient's purpose is to get treatment.

Yang Fan, director of neurosurgery, felt that he must have much more experience in the field of brain than the emergency department...

"This is the director of the neurosurgery department of our hospital. He has very rich experience in diagnosis and treatment in the field he is good at."

Fearing that Lin Yi and the patient would have any misunderstandings, Dean Cui hurriedly introduced Yang Fan's identity.

In her opinion, Lin Yi's diagnosis results should not be too different.

It is the best choice to admit this patient to neurosurgery.

Lin Yi's medical field is a bit wide, but he has never heard of the possibility of treating brain diseases...

"Let Director Yang take a look, after all, he is more professional?"

Lin Yi looked at the patient opposite and asked for his opinion.

"Doctor Lin, please do it. Hey... I will listen to Doctor Lin."

Wu Huihui sighed and replied indifferently.

From beginning to end, she never looked at Director Yang straight in the eye...

These so-called experts in the field of neurology, even experts in big cities, Wu Huihui has gone to countless cities and seen countless of them.

But these Western doctors, without exception, could not even guarantee whether they could get off the operating table.

She was completely disappointed with the so-called experts, otherwise she would not have come to this point today...

"Doctor Lin, I can see that you are different from other doctors."

"Let me talk about my own situation first, and then I hope to get a definite answer from you."

Wu Huihui gritted her teeth and prepared to look for the last glimmer of hope from Lin Yi.

She mustered up the courage to come to the emergency department of the Central Hospital to give herself a final break.

She had heard too many ambiguous words from other doctors...

"My name is Wu Huihui, I'm 33 years old, divorced, with a 7-year-old daughter, and living with my 70-year-old parents..."

"My family is relatively well-off, and it's still okay to spend another 1 million yuan on this operation..."

"But my parents are old, their legs and feet are not convenient, and the child is still young..."

Seeing that Lin Yi had been listening carefully to her story, Wu Huihui's tone of narrating her own situation gradually became stable.

"Doctor Lin, I actually just want a positive answer."

"What is the success rate of my operation?"

"If I can't even get off the operating table, or become disabled or a vegetable, then I definitely can't do this operation."

"I can't let my parents with inconvenient legs and feet take care of me..."

The calmer Wu Huihui's final request, the heavier the hearts of everyone in the reception room...