She asked him, "I wanted to help the patient find any hope."

"I can only think of a way to control it first. The disease has a long course. Now the symptoms are mild. As long as it does not worsen, it may be fine for the rest of myocardial disease. She will not have heart failure and no heart transplant. However, she now has myocarditis, and if she is not careful, it will definitely worsen faster." Song Xuelin said.

Some diseases can actually be delayed, but they can be delayed until the end of life. However, if you don’t pay attention, you will be lifeless.

As Dr. Song said, it is best to start from now on, and the patient should rest more and not work hard. Xie Wanying knew that it would be difficult for this patient to do this. Judging from Liu Wenyu's working condition, she was completely forced by life.

What makes the doctor most uncomfortable now is that this patient is young and has no choice but to use his body to make money. He is forced by society to shorten his lifespan.

"Where is her family?" Song Xuelin asked.

In this case, if the patient has reliable people to rely on, it will not be a big problem. If not, it will be a fatal disaster.

Soon, Song Xuelin saw from Xie Wanying's expression that there was probably no one who could rely on this patient. If he understood, he would turn around. If he wanted to say it again, he would definitely be unable to control it. How could the doctor manage all aspects of the patient and take care of other people's family affairs? I can only say that he could not help anymore.

Unexpectedly, Xie Wanying said to him sincerely: "Thank you, Dr. Song."

No, she thought the conversation she had with Dr. Song was meaningful. At least, she trusted Dr. Song’s guess on the patient’s condition, and Dr. Song’s words reached the critical point.

To keep patients alive for a longer time, I am afraid that at this stage it is not a debate on surgical treatment, but to quickly find ways to adjust the patient's life and work rhythm. Patients need a more stable job and a less desperate job. I wonder if there are any kind-hearted people in this society who are willing to give such a glimmer of hope to those who are sick?

I can only go to the little girl again to discuss it. Lixuan knows many bosses, and maybe she can help Liu Wenyu find such a good boss.

Having hope for this world is the reason why she continued to choose to be a doctor and work hard again after she was reborn. Xie Wanying sent a text message to her friend without delay, looking forward to good results.

Before long, Wu Lixuan, who had not slept, replied to her, saying that she would help her find out.

Carrying the midnight snack that Dr. Xie kindly brought him, Song Xuelin leisurely returned to the neurosurgery ward. Finally, he seemed to be able to help her, and he was also happy.

After Xie Wanying called, she walked back to the doctor's office alone and walked along the way past the door of the surgical clinic.

The door snapped.

She turned her head and saw Senior Li walking out of it.

With one hand in his pocket and the other holding the phone, Li Chengyuan didn't expect to meet her suddenly. The phone she held in his hand became a little hot. He just talked with Fu Xinheng on the phone, but the two of them were about to talk to her.

"Senior." Xie Wanying greeted her chin with her chin in her mouth.

Li Chengyuan glanced at her face: Yes, it seemed that she didn't hear it.

Actually, I wasn't afraid that she would hear it. Fu Xinheng said on the phone that he wouldn't have to waste his time teaching her. Tomorrow, some people would teach her early in the morning.

You are right, didn’t Huang Zhilei rush over tonight?

What surprised him was that Fu Xinheng said this probably because he wanted her to have a good sleep tonight and say it tomorrow if there was something to do. It is really rare for a man called a robot to be so considerate to people.

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Chapter completed!