Qin Changan's gastroscopy was arranged quite late, at 11 o'clock in the evening. It was not that he was queuing up so late, but because before 3 o'clock in the afternoon, he had eaten some food and ate. This gastroscopy requires eight hours of empty stomach. The regulations at the Royal Hospital Affiliated to Nanshan University are as follows: This is a noble hospital in K City. Life is precious, and it must be followed by standard safety time.

Of course, it can also be advanced. If there are special requirements, Wen Yehua is a rigorous person. He must take safety as the point, so where can he postpone it?

Qin Changan eats before three o'clock, and this is not greedy. This is his need. He has had diarrhea for so long and hasn't eaten anything, so he is already very weak.

"Brother, I'm going to be by the side!"

Such a uncomfortable operation, I have to accompany you.

"Le'er! It's inconvenient for you to get in!"

Gastroscopy is a very nauseous operation. After the last few times, I vomited directly, which was so nauseous!

She is not suitable for watching such a scene.

"No, brother, I'm going! I'll wear that surgical gown or isolation gown like Wen Yehua."

Wen Yehua: “…”

After discussing with Wu Daling, I felt that if Qin Le'erfei wanted to go in, she would do painless gastroscopy and have general anesthesia according to her previous thoughts.

People with slutty sleep and cannot show any pain. Le'er will not be so worried. This is what Qin Changan said during the discussion before. He also guessed that Le'er would follow in. By the end, he must have been crying and making a fuss.

Furthermore, taking a biopsy this time, general anesthesia can also reduce some of the pain.

As a doctoral student and chief physician, Wu Daling was so easy to do a gastroscopy test.

In order to check in detail and comprehensively, he took out the mucosal tissues in four places, namely the fundus of the stomach, the stomach body, the pylorus, and the duodenal bulb.

"What's wrong with my brother?"

Qin Le'er looked at Wen Yehua nervously. He thought he was also a doctor and a doctor, so he knew about it.

Dr. Wu Daling was doing something, but he didn't dare to ask him, and it would disturb him. If his hand became heavy, his hand would be heavy and he would be miserable if he poked a hole in his stomach.

"Don't worry, what's the specific situation? It's a pathology."

"When will the pathological results come out?"

"It should be available in the morning!"

Then, I will urge the pathology department.

I had signed a contract with the Royal Hospital Affiliated to Nanshan University and was an applicant for chief physician of orthopedics.

This is back and here to work.

Wen Liangwen and Qin Le'er were by the bed, guarding Qin Chang'an, and he was still asleep.

Wen Yehua and Wu Daling sat down in the doctor's office and analyzed Qin Changan's condition with Qin Changan's management doctor Liu Zhiyun.

"The situation in Yehua and Chang'an is not too optimistic. In the future, we must quit smoking and have a light diet."

Although there has not yet been a pathological result, as an experienced Dr. Wu Daling, he can still grasp some degrees based on his experience.

"Mr. Qin is in a high position, has a lot of social engagements, drinks a lot, is busy with work, and has irregular diets. This stomach has suffered a lot of trauma."

Chief Physician Liu Zhiyun also replied.

"What's going on now? Will it become cancer?"

As a person who has been in the hospital for more than ten years, Wen Yehua has often heard of the kind of president and chairman who went there early because of gastric cancer, intestinal cancer, liver cancer... in his forties.

"Yehua, don't worry too much. I'm sure it's not yet cancerous yet, but if you continue to drink and eat irregularly, cancerous will be a matter of time."

"Gastric cancer is difficult to deal with. The success rate of stomach transplantation is not high at present, because modern people have some stomach problems. When their life is approaching, the stomach will not be of good quality, and the immune rejection reaction will occur, and the situation is not optimistic."

Chief Physician Liu Zhiyun agreed with Dr. Wu Daling's point of view and nodded.

"Cell culture, autologous gastric transplantation, Yehua, I took you to see it last time. This kind of culture is a bit difficult. Although the immune rejection reaction is small, there are few clinical experiments, and there are many risk factors to be determined!!"

"This is all a story. Be careful, quit smoking and ban alcohol, eat light food, eat regularly, and everything is fine. You will not be able to get that step within 20 or 30 years."

Wen Yehua nodded with a serious expression. He wanted to quit drinking in Chang'an. If he went young and gently, he would be ashamed of his aunt.

"I will persuade him."

You must quit drinking. No matter how important your work is, it cannot be as important as your health.

Isn’t Qin Shuen back? I think there are some things that he can go to socialize.

Qin Sheng is not alone in Chang'an, so he doesn't have to take all this responsibility.

Wen Yehua was resistant to Qin Sheng and the Qin family. Although his aunt, Qin Changan's mother, Wen Jiaer, died of breast cancer, was her depression not the cause of the disease, and the Qin family, wasn't the reason for her depression?

If it weren't for Qin Chang'an and Qin Le'er, Wen Yehua wouldn't bother to get involved with the Qin family, and Ren's family was the first family and the richest man in the world, he wouldn't look down on it.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Qin Changan opened his eyes and felt much better. He was no longer so sleepy and tired. He felt a little hungry and felt hungry.

"How did you feel?"

Xu Yisheng smiled faintly and gently stroked his brows, "Does his head still feel swollen and painful, and he is drowsy?"

“It’s much better!”

"Why did you come so early?"

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw her. It was not very bright.

"Where is it early?"

"You're hungry, I've cooked porridge! Do you have something?"

Qin Changan nodded, really hungry. He wanted to lift the quilt and wash it, but his hand was pressed down.

"Brother, your hands are still getting some drip and they are moving again."

Qin Le'er came in with a pair of panda eyes, and quickly pressed his wrist with his eyes and hands.

It was another little bit, Qin Changan glanced at the bottle. This was the second bottle today? There was an empty bottle next to it. In addition to the one that was being dripped, there was another bottle, full, hanging on the shelf, waiting to be favored.

Xu Yisheng brought the basin over, "You can brush your teeth and spit water into the basin."

"Just just go to the bathroom to wash with the bottle, it needs to be like this."

I am not a father-in-law in his seventies or eighties, so I don’t need to be so exaggerated.

However, Qin Le'er and Xu Yisheng strongly opposed it and completely disagree with him getting out of bed and walking. Qin Chang'an had to compromise and was treated as an old man in his seventies or eighties.

"What's going on outside?"

Ignoring the company's affairs one day and one night, and I don't know what the situation is, and whether my grandfather has noticed it.

"Don't worry, Mi Qingtian handled it well. Everyone in the company thought you were on a business trip. Qin Shuen had already returned to Qin Sheng to work. He had been to the president's office twice, but your grandfather didn't know."

“Can I be ready to be discharged from the hospital?”

After drinking some porridge, I felt that the feeling of fatigue disappeared, and I was normal.

"No, I have to stay for a few more days! I will go back when I fully recover."

"It's almost done, Wuyou, when will I come here? Where is my phone?"

It's a preparation again.

Qin Le'er took away the cell phone on the table, "Brother, don't worry about work, so many people can handle it."

"You, I haven't said to you yet. Go and rest quickly and look at your eyes."

It's as dark as a panda. Didn't this girl squint her eyes for a night?

"Xu Yisheng is here. If you want to whisper to her, just pick me and drive me away!"

After shook his wrist, Yang Mei looked arrogant, "I'm about to rest, I can't hold back this big light bulb."

Qin Chang'an: "..."

"That's what she is. Yisheng, don't pay attention to him."

"I understand her, not angry."

Qin Le'er is the person in the Qin family who understands her and Qin Changan the best. What reason does she have to be angry?

He was placing a pillow, half-lying, quietly looking at Xu Yisheng sitting on the chair beside the bed, "Yisheng..."

“Where is the discomfort?”

Xu Yisheng became nervous, tightened his little face, stood up halfway, and stroked his forehead. Could it be that he would be getting hot again.

Qin Changan burst out laughing and took away her little hand, "My body is fine!"

Looking closer, he saw that his mouth was a little dry and cracked, Xu Yisheng pulled open the bag, took out a lip balm, and prepared to apply it to him, and bought it for him.

"What's this!"

Qin Changan avoided it, he didn't want the little girl's thing.

"This is new, unused!"

I thought he was disgusted, so Xu Yisheng explained, "It smells like lily of the valley. I chose it specifically. This taste is really hard to find."

Qin Chang'an: "..."

When did she pay so much attention to the taste of lipstick?

"Not painted!"

Adhere to your principles without wavering.

A plan came to mind, and Xu Yisheng laughed in his heart. This is an opportunity, and he has to tease him.
Chapter completed!