At noon on Tuesday, the Yan family, who had lunch hurriedly, came to the No. 2 hospitalization building with a fruit basket.

They met Shawman, who had already undergone surgery in a ward on the 11th floor.

Because Shoman's thyroid cancer is early and discovered in a timely manner, the surgery only removes the lesion of the thyroid lobe.

Given the actual situation of Shoman, she was only removed from the thyroid gland, but still had part of the thyroid gland.

In this way, the retained thyroxine can still produce the thyroid hormones the body needs.

This prevents Shoman from taking thyroid hormones for a long time after surgery.

In essence, Xiaoman's surgery is a minor surgery and is not very harmful to the body.

When the Yan brothers and sisters arrived at the ward, they saw Xiao Man with medical tape on his neck sitting on the hospital bed, lying on the hospital bed with a drip hanging a drip while looking through a stack of information.

"Reporter Xiao, my brother is a little confused..."

Yan Suruo defamed Yan Feifan as soon as he came up, and then said, "I should have given you peace of mind to take care of your illness, but I have made you worry about it in a difficult situation."

Xiao Man smiled softly, but it touched the wound on his neck.

She stroked her right hand gently and said in a low voice: "Doctor Yan has the heart of a kind doctor."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have said directly at the wedding that I need to come to the hospital for a check-up."

"We need praise and care for a kind doctor like Dr. Yan."

Yan Ziruo glanced at his younger brother and sighed softly: "Reporter Xiao, thank you for your understanding."

Xiao Man smiled slightly, reached out to pat the thick stack of information on the hospital bed, and said sympathetically: "This group of children is really pitiful, and it deserves each of us to call for them."

She picked up the document on top and said, "A cochlear implant, plus a year of careful teaching..."

"It will allow a deaf child to hear the sound of nature and communicate with others in words, just like us."

"This is a matter of immeasurable merit."

Xiao Man looked at Yan Feifan and said solemnly: "Doctor Yan, I will have another radiotherapy and I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"The leader gave me a ten-day vacation. I will make good use of these days and first use my personal relationships to seek some help from Shan Changrenweng."

Yan Feifan said seriously: "Reporter Xiao, thank you!"

Under his sister's gaze, he added: "That, reporter Xiao, his body is important."

"Don't worry about this matter, don't worry..."

Xiao Man smiled slightly again and said, "Someone emphasized last night that the little girl has not much time window."

"The sooner the cochlear implant is implanted, the better..."

Seeing Yan Feifan showing an awkward look, Xiao Man thought it was quite interesting.

Her eyes turned to the photo of the little girl stuck in the information and said slowly: "Such a cute child makes it hard not to worry about her..."

After leaving the ward where Xiaoman was and waiting for the elevator, he could not help but preach: "Feifan, don't be so reckless in the future."

"The other reporter Xiao is also kind-hearted and willing to run around for this matter."

"If you meet someone else, you will have cancer and are not in a beautiful mood, why don't you scold you directly?"

Yan Feifan didn't care, but said happily: "Anyway, this is the result, it's done."

"Sister, don't talk too much."

He was so arrogant that he wanted to slap this troublesome brother.

At this time, the elevator door opened.

The siblings walked into the elevator with four or five people.

Just as Yan Ziruo was about to speak, he saw a gray-faced woman saying to Yan Feifan: "Are you the young doctor in the wonton shop?"

Yan Feifan turned his head to look at the woman who was asking questions.

The familiar feeling immediately reminded him of who this person was.

Without makeup, she looked haggard and ugly. Her cheeks were not as fleshy as she did on the same day, and her cheekbones were obviously prominent.

Yan Feifan noticed that she was wearing casual clothes and said in confusion: "It's me. Are you going to be discharged from the hospital?"

The woman shook her head and said bitterly: "Tomorrow's surgery will require a series of radiotherapy and chemotherapy."

"I'm very worried that after the surgery tomorrow, I will probably no longer have the strength or the chance to get up from the bed."

"I just thought, while my health is still OK today, go out and take a look..."

Yan Feifan nodded silently.

The elevator opened on the first floor, and several people left the elevator one after another.

Yan Feifan stopped and said to the woman: "The first thing that tumors defeat is a person's spirit."

"Medical research is changing with each passing day, and perhaps one day in the near future, there will be special medicines or root treatments."

"Don't give up!"

"Thanks!"

The woman thanked her gently and walked slowly towards the door...

"Feifan, who is she?" Yan Ziruo asked in a low voice.

"This day last week, I was on the snack street..."

Yan Ziruo immediately woke up, "The one who farts..."

After walking out of the No. 2 hospitalization building, Yan Feifan separated from his sister.

He rushed to the plastic surgery center without stopping and met with the child with cleft lip who came from the welfare home for examination.

To his surprise, he saw two children with cleft lip.

A four-year-old girl and a three-year-old boy.

"Doctor\\Uncle, OK!"

At the gesture of a welfare home staff member who was accompanying him, the two children greeted Yan Feifan with vague greetings.

"You guys, too!"

Yan Feifan replied politely, came to Wang Chuan, and asked in a low voice: "Director, why is there an extra girl?"

Wang Chuan replied softly: "My other student, Tang Zheng, has heard of this charity activity and decided to offer love."

"He is responsible for the little girl's cleft lip plastic surgery, and he is responsible for the surgery."

Yan Feifan said happily: "So that's it."

"Hey, Director, this matter should be vigorously promoted."

"I heard that the medical income of plastic surgery centers is quite high."

"Each of them can offer love, and the deformed and disabled children in the welfare home can improve their condition."

Wang Chuan stared at Yan Feifan's eyes for a while, and saw that his expression and words did not seem to be fake.

He asked again: "Why do you really think about Tang Zheng?"

"Director, that's what I think, what else can I think?" Yan Feifan's expression was a little confused.

Wang Chuan saw it by choosing a work assistant yesterday and his ideas for Tang Zheng.

This guy Yan Feifan is simple and straightforward in handling ordinary affairs, and does not have so many intestinal intestines.

In this case, he can be said to have a innocent heart.

It can also be said that he lacks the tempering of life, has low emotional intelligence, and has poor ability to deal with things.

When choosing an assistant last night, Ye Lin was obviously the most inappropriate one.

A guy with a slightly more flexible mind will give an excuse that he, the director, will recommend it.

Tang Zheng's good deeds this time were obviously heard of some news, and he jumped out and wanted to leave Yan Feifan with some signs.

Wang Chuan was a little disappointed with Yan Feifan, but then he thought about it again.

Perhaps it is because Yan Feifan doesn’t care about anything other than medicine that he can devote more energy to the medical profession and achieve far better results than others.

Just like Tang Zheng, he has been very thoughtful and has many activities in the past year, but he has almost stopped in medical skills.

Thinking of this, Wang Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Freefan, we welcome love behavior like Tang Zheng."

"But we never call on medical staff to donate money and love."

"Why?" Yan Feifan was full of question marks on his forehead.

Wang Chuan patiently explained: "Freezy, in places like hospitals, there are many poor and miserable people."

"There is no most pitiful and miserable, only more pitiful and miserable."

"Even if we are billionaires, we can't afford this money again and again."

"Besides, we make money with our hard work and skills, live a wealthy and enjoy life, have a clear conscience, and no one can blame others."

Wang Chuan said in a deep voice: "Freefan, for our doctors, the greatest kindness is to do our best to treat every patient."
Chapter completed!