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Chapter eight hundred and nineteen treatment

This also aroused Li Chu's interest. He also wanted to see whether this malignant tumor, which ranked first or second among all tumors, was curable.

"Are you still at work now?"

"I had just completed the medical withdrawal procedures. I was almost old enough and had already withdrawn from the second line. Only then did I find out that I was sick, so I simply applied for medical withdrawal."

Li Chu nodded, thought for a while and said: "Let me tell you the truth, I am not sure about this disease. What I mean is to give it a try, but even if it cannot be cured, it can prolong your survival time and save you from the pain."

The torture is still okay.”

Originally, when he said this, he thought that Lu's parents would be very disappointed. After all, they traveled thousands of kilometers here just to see a doctor. But if you say you are not sure, no one will be disappointed!

But I didn't expect that people would be very surprised.

This is actually because there is no way to empathize with others. Only the patient himself knows how uncomfortable it is to have this disease. No one else can feel that way.

It's normal to want to die when you feel uncomfortable.

Dad Lu has been relying on painkillers for such a long time. Now that he heard that the pain can be relieved, it’s strange that he is unhappy.

"Teacher Li, I really don't care whether you can cure it or not, as long as it makes me less painful."

Li Chu was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He glanced at Dad Lu, who had a serious expression on his face, and then at Mom Lu beside him, and then nodded slowly: "Don't worry, I will try my best."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Lu Ping again: "Classmate Lu Ping"

"Teacher Li, please tell me."

"What I mean is that you'd better rent a house for your parents to live in, because this treatment cannot be solved in a day or two. It will take at least three months to half a year in the early stage. It's not a problem to always stay in a guest house.

"

Lu Ping hesitated for a moment and then nodded and said, "I understand, Teacher Li. I will look for a house later."

"Oh, Pingping, what are you looking for? Just live at my place." Wen Hui patted Lu Ping's arm and said.

"How can this be done? If it goes on for a long time, it will disturb your and Shen Yi's life."

"It's not the place I live now, it's the house I used to live in. But I haven't been there for a long time. You have to go there and clean it up in advance. There's probably a layer of dust inside."

Li Wenhui was talking about the house that was rewarded to Li Chu earlier. Before she got married, Shen Yi would occasionally stay there when she came back from abroad. Now that house is completely vacant, but the inside of the house

Everything is complete, and it is very convenient to clean and live in it.

"Well...well, thank you, Wen Hui, but you have to keep the rent."

"We'll discuss the rent later. I'll take you over to check it out after get off work in the afternoon. Then you can clean up. Don't expect me to do that. I'm too lazy to do anything."

"Okay, got it."

After hearing that their daughter had settled the renting issue in just a few words, Dad Lu and Mom Lu looked at each other. Just when Dad was about to say something, Li Chu smiled and said, "You can rely on your parents at home and rely on your friends when you go out, so you can stay here first.

, Wen Hui’s house is indeed empty and useless.”

Dad Lu thought for a moment and then looked at Li Wenhui and said, "Wenhui, uncle, thank you in advance."

"You're welcome, Uncle Lu, Pingping and I have a good relationship."



After Zhao Zhijun came out of the clinic, he met a surgeon with whom he had a good relationship as soon as he walked out of the outpatient building. The two stood there chatting for a while before he walked to the administration building.

In the small conference room on the second floor, he walked to the door and was about to push the door open when he heard a conversation coming from inside.

"Dean, what is Director Li's background? It's a bit too much. He hasn't shown up for so long. He's really arrogant."

"Who knows who the director is? Anyway, he's not the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. We're not from the army, and we don't know much about his rank."

"I guess it's just a false position. Maybe he dragged me into it because there was really no place to arrange it."

"Chief Wang, please stop saying a few words. Why do you think we are in someone else's place?"

"I understand, Dean."

Zhao Zhijun, who was standing at the door, frowned and listened to the conversation inside. He did not rush in, but stood in the corridor for a while, then opened the door and walked in.

"Dean Zhang, I'm really sorry. Our director has two more urgent consultations. It will be noon at the earliest. Look..."

The three people who came from the museum never expected that they would be here after waiting for a long time. Although they felt unhappy, they had no other choice but to come back another day.

A few minutes after they left, Li Chu appeared at the door of the small conference room. When he saw no one inside, he was slightly stunned, then turned and walked to the door of Zhao Zhijun's office.

"Zhijun, what museum is looking for me?"

"Director, I just asked them to leave first." Zhao Zhijun said nothing more.

Li Chu, who knew his assistant very well, just nodded when he heard this: "Okay, if they come again in the future, you can just say I'm not here."

After saying that, he didn't even enter his office, but walked straight to the stairwell, preparing to go back to the front clinic for treatment.

Anyone who really has something to do with him has his pager number in his hand and will definitely not come to the door without even calling the office.



Li Chu looked at the middle-aged man sitting across from the desk, who was talking loudly, and leaned back on the chair helplessly.

He never expected that he would also meet the King of Understanding.

He asked the person what his symptoms were, and the person almost had to recite the entire book of internal medicine for him.

Looking at the glasses that the man was wearing, the circles could already be seen, Li Chu really didn't want to argue with him anymore, and interrupted him with a dry cough.

"Comrade, I just want to know what symptoms you have and where you feel uncomfortable. You don't need to recite it to me here. Besides, it's a textbook for students studying Western medicine. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to recite it to a Chinese medicine doctor?

That’s right, it’s still saying that you registered the wrong number, you should have registered for internal medicine, otherwise I will return the registration slip to you and you can go to the registration desk to change it.”

Nurse Xiao Zhou, who was standing aside, was trying very hard not to laugh out loud. She also didn't understand why she called such a strange patient.

"Uh...that's right, I'm in the Chinese medicine clinic." The middle-aged man wearing a beer bottle bottom was stunned for a moment.

"Then I ask you what's wrong with your body. Why are you reciting internal medicine to me?"
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