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"Dean, why don't you just accept this interview? Look at how many surgeries I have on hand and the patients are waiting impatiently."

Dean Yan rolled his eyes at the young man in front of him angrily:

"Idiot, how many times have I told you, not only do you have to keep your head down and look up at the sky, what's the point of your achievements if no one knows about them? This is good for you, but in the future it will be Do you understand your political capital?"

Dean Yan still looked unconvinced when he saw Chen Qi, and lowered his voice to persuade:

"And it is no longer your personal problem. If this Huangtan experience can be promoted, it will be an honor for our entire health system. Didn't you see that every time a reporter comes to interview, Director Wang and Deputy Director Qiu will personally accompany them? ?

Do you understand? This is related to their political future. If you give up your job, believe it or not, Director Wang will kill you with one palm. So you should cooperate well. This will be good for everyone. Don’t be hot-headed. Ah."

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 like this step by step. For example, I became the dean at the age of 30. I didn't know anything at that time. Isn't it the same way I have been here for so many years now? Don't keep a straight face. Others want to have this opportunity. I can’t even get it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, several jeeps drove in from the door of the health center.

The chubby Director Wang and the skinny Deputy Director Qiu led several comrades from the press out of the car.

Director Wang and Deputy Director Qiu rarely came to Huang Tan in previous years. It was a long journey and they were afraid that Yan Quanxin would ask for subsidies at every turn.

It's better now. Coming to Huangtan is like coming to my mother's house, especially recently, I have come at least twice this week.

Dean Yan welcomed him out with a smile on his face.

Chen Qi rubbed his face, trying hard to relax his facial muscles, showing a loyal yet sincere smile, and quickly walked out.

Reporters’ interviews always follow the main theme line.

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 a technical secondary school.

(Chen Qi slanders, am I going to tell you that I was tricked by the principal of the health school and had no choice but to come here?)

Chen Qi: Mainly it is a sense of social responsibility. I come from a mountainous area and understand the difficulties faced by farmers in seeking medical treatment. For example, a small appendicitis surgery would be enough. However, in rural areas, especially mountainous areas with inconvenient transportation, it is often not possible to get timely treatment. And lose your life.

I was able to grow from a child in the mountains to a technical secondary school student to become a glorious people's doctor. It was the country that trained me for so many years, so when I graduated, I felt that I should go to the most difficult places to serve the people. Never forget your original intention.

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

Chen Qi: No, no, no, this is not my fault alone.

The county health bureau specially allocated funds to us despite such financial difficulties, which shows that the superior leaders attach great importance to the construction and development of our grassroots health centers.

At the same time, when we built the operating room, all 20 employees of Huangtan Health Center were mobilized. For example, our director Yan, whose hair was gray, worked with us to carry bricks and stones, and had to raise money everywhere.

One person’s contribution is greater than mine.”

Next to them, Director Wang, Deputy Director Qiu, and Dean Yan 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 health center, and also presented two banners, one for the health center collectively and one for Chen Qi personally.

This removal of a huge tumor brought Hoang Tan Health Center and Chen Qi's personal fame to its peak among the people in the mountainous areas of southern central Vietnam.

Only Chen Qi himself knows that Aunt Jin’s disease can only be half cured, because the cancer cells have metastasized and spread, and recurrence is only a matter of time. He has made this clear to the patient’s family.

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 a patient can live for a year and a half without chemotherapy.

Once you undergo chemotherapy, after a few courses of treatment, you may not be able to bear it for long and die.

This situation is still an unsolvable problem even 40 years later when medicine is quite advanced.

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

This "doctor's death" refers to over-treatment.

When patients with malignant tumors go to the hospital, most people are determined to give it a try, and then they have to undergo a lot of operations, take a lot of medicine, and undergo a lot of radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

Even my iron-clad body cannot bear it.

During the resuscitation, you have to have tubes all over your body, and you have to rely on a ventilator and nutrient solution to survive. The caregivers also turn you around like a dead fish. There is no dignity at all in life.

Even if you don't die with this kind of over-treatment, you will live for a few more months, and your quality of life will be pitifully poor.

The patient lies in bed every day and has to take care of his urine and urine. As the saying goes, if there is no filial son in bed for a long time, the family may be thinking about letting the patient die early.

In the end, money was spent, people were gone, people and money were lost, the family was in debt, and the living people were living in difficulty.

So what is the significance of this over-treatment?

Is it fulfilling the filial piety of the family members? Or is it fulfilling the wallets of the 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 already collapsed. In addition, the conditions in rural areas are too poor and her nutrition cannot keep up. She may have to work in the fields, so Chen Qi does not have high hopes for her survival rate.

But this is not the case for Aunt Jin. It doesn’t matter what the nature of the tumor removed by surgery is, nor how long she can live.

The important thing is that she has preserved her reputation and her family from being ridiculed in the future. This is enough. She doesn't ask for much.

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

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

"We are so kind and merciful that we help those who are in need. Thank you. Thank you, Dean Yan, thank you, Dr. Chen..."

Dean Yan and Chen Qi, who were so frightened that they were sent out, quickly dodged and helped them up: "Auntie, we don't want this in our new society. Get up, get up."

Aunt Jin’s face is very pale, but her smile is very sincere:

"Dean Yan, Doctor Chen, thank you. When I get back, I will recite Buddha's name to you every day and keep you safe."

Chen Qi knew that this was probably the last time they would see each other. If he gets sick next time, it is unlikely that he would be sent to the hospital again based on the financial conditions of the Yao family, so he still felt very emotional.

"Aunt Jin, now that your worries are over, just take good care of your health. You see that your son and daughter-in-law are very filial. You will be a blessed person in the future. Dean Yan and I will come to drink your 80th birthday party.

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

Chen Qi brought 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 fog until she was no longer visible.

About two months later, Aunt Jin’s two sons appeared at the health center in mourning clothes, holding a pair of cloth shoes made by Aunt Jin herself and giving them to Chen Qi...
Chapter completed!