Since 1981 Health School

"Dean, why don't you receive this interview? Look at how many surgeries I have backlogged. The patients are waiting impatiently."

Dean Yan glanced at the young man in front of him unhappily:

"Stupid, how many times have I told you that you not only have to lower your head and hurry, but also look up at the sky. If no one knows about your achievements, what's the point of your achievements? This is good for you, but in the future Do you understand your political capital?"

Seeing that Chen Qi was still unconvinced, Dean Yan persuaded in a low voice:

"And now it's not your personal problem. If this Huangtan experience can be promoted, it will be the honor of our entire health system. You didn't see that every time a reporter came to interview, Director Wang and Deputy Director Qiu would personally accompany him. ?

Do you understand? This is related to their political future. If you quit, believe it or not, Director Wang will slap you to death. So you just cooperate well, it's good for everyone, don't be too hotheaded. "

Chen Qi sat down on the chair: "Oh, I'm most afraid of this kind of thing, it's too annoying, it seems that I'm not born to be an administrator."

Dean Yan patted Chen Qi on the shoulder:

"It's all here step by step. For example, I became the dean at the age of 30. I didn't understand anything at that time. Isn't it the same way for so many years now? Don't be so straight, others want to have this kind of opportunity can't get it."

As soon as the words fell, several jeeps drove in at the entrance of the hospital.

The chubby Chief Wang and the skinny Deputy Chief Qiu led several journalists out of the car.

Director Wang and Deputy Director Qiu basically didn't come to Huangtan in previous years. It was a long journey, and I was afraid that Yan Quanxin would ask for subsidies at every turn.

It's all right now, coming to Huangtan is the same as coming to my mother's house, especially recently, at least twice a week.

Dean Yan greeted him with a smile on his face,

Chen Qi rubbed his face, tried his best to relax his facial muscles, showed a loyal yet sincere smile, and walked out quickly.

The reporter's interviews all follow the main theme.

Reporter: What made you come to work in Huangtan, a remote mountain village health center? You can obviously go to a better hospital after graduating from technical secondary school.

(Chen Qi slanders, do I have to tell you that I was bullied by the principal of the health school and forced to come here?)

Chen Qi: It is mainly a sense of social responsibility. I come from a mountainous area and I understand the difficulties of farmers in seeking medical treatment. For example, a small appendicitis can be treated with a single operation. And lose their lives.

I can grow from a child in the mountains to a technical secondary school student, to become a glorious people's doctor. The country has trained me for so many years, so when I graduated, I felt that I should go to the most difficult place and serve the people. Don't forget the original intention.

Reporter: I heard that the operating room in front of you was built brick by brick by yourself?

Chen Qi: No, no, this is not due to me alone. The BR County Health Bureau specially allocated funds to us under the premise of such financial difficulties. This shows that the superior leaders attach great importance to the construction and development of our primary health centers.

At the same time, when the operating room was built, all 20 employees of our Huangtan Health Center were mobilized. For example, our dean Yan, whose hair was all gray, moved bricks and stones with us, and raised money everywhere. A person's credit is greater than mine. "

Director Wang, Deputy Director Qiu, and Dean Yan next to him all looked very happy.

Aunt Jinfeng is about to be discharged from the hospital.

The villagers of Xiawan Village once again set off firecrackers at the entrance of the hospital, and at the same time presented two silk banners, one for the collective of the hospital and one for Chen Qi personally.

The resection of the huge tumor made Huangtan Health Center and Chen Qi's personal reputation reach its peak among the common people in the mountainous areas in the south of Central Vietnam.

Only Chen Qi knew that Aunt Jin's disease was only half healed, because the cancer cells had metastasized and spread, and recurrence would only happen sooner or later. He had clearly explained this to the patient's family.

In normal operation, after surgery, the patient should receive radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

But Chen Qi has certain concerns about "radiotherapy and chemotherapy".

One is that there were too few types of chemotherapy drugs in 1983, but the side effects were not small.

Sometimes you can live a year or a half without chemotherapy.

Once you have chemotherapy, after a few courses of treatment, you may die after a while.

This situation is still an unsolvable problem even after 40 years when medicine is quite developed.

There is a joke in the oncology department of later generations, saying that one-third of the patients are killed by doctors, one-third are scared to death, and the last third are really terminally ill and unable to recover.

This "doctor's death" refers to overtreatment,

When patients with malignant tumors go to the hospital, most people go for a fight with the determination to die, and then they have to undergo a lot of operations, take a lot of medicine, and do a lot of radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

Even the iron body can't bear it.

During the rescue, the whole body was covered with tubes, and you were hanged by the ventilator and nutrient solution. The nurses even turned you around like a dead fish. There was no dignity in life at all.

Even if he did not die due to over-treatment like this, he lived a few months longer, and the quality of life was pitifully poor.

The patient lies in bed every day, and needs to be taken care of when he urinates and defecates. As the saying goes, there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and the family members may be thinking in their hearts that the patient should die sooner.

In the end, the money was spent, and the people were still gone. The people and money were empty, the family owed a lot of debts, and the living people had a difficult life.

So what's the point of this overtreatment?

Is it fulfilling the filial piety of the family members? Or did it fulfill the wallets of oncologists?

Another one, after such a major operation, postoperative recovery is a big problem.

Aunt Jin has worked hard all her life, and her body has actually collapsed long ago. In addition, the conditions in rural areas are too poor, her nutrition cannot keep up, and she may have to work in the fields, so Chen Qi does not give her much hope for her survival rate.

But this is not the case for Mrs. Jin. The nature of the tumor removed by surgery is not important, and it is not important how long she can live.

The important thing is that she kept her reputation and kept her family members from being ridiculed in the future. That was enough, and she didn't ask for much.

When she was carried out of the hospital by her two sons, she tremblingly climbed out of the sleeping sedan chair and knelt down at the door.

Her two sons and daughter-in-law also knelt down, and pedestrians on the road stopped for a while.

"Great kindness, great compassion, saving the suffering, thank you, thank you Dean Yan, thank you Dr. Chen..."

Dean Yan and Chen Qi, who were so frightened that they were sent out, hurriedly dodged and quickly helped them up: "Ma'am, this kind of thing is not in our new society, get up, get up."

Aunt Jin's face was pale, but her smile was very sincere:

"Principal Yan, Doctor Chen, thank you, I will chant Buddha to you every day when I go back, and keep you safe."

Chen Qi knew that this was probably the last time they would see each other, and the next time they fell ill, it was unlikely that they would be sent to the hospital again according to the financial conditions of the Yao family, so they were still very emotional.

"Aunt Jin, now that your mind is over, you should take good care of your illness. You see your son and daughter-in-law are very filial. You will be a blessed person in the future. When the time comes, President Yan and I will come to drink your 80th birthday wine. "

Aunt Jin held Chen Qi's hand tightly: "Okay, okay, you must come then!"

Chen Qi sent the Yao family and Aunt Jin to the old locust tree at the entrance of the town before stopping.

Aunt Jin kept turning her head and waving goodbye in the morning mist until she could no longer see her.

About two months later, Aunt Jin's two sons appeared in the hospital in mourning clothes, holding a pair of cloth shoes made by Aunt Jin and giving them to Chen Qi...