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Chapter 1386 - 1048: Life Like Summer Flowers_2
Chapter 1386: Chapter 1048: Life Like Summer Flowers_2
I don’t know who started it, but someone shouted.
"Principal Ruo, we miss you so much!" The cries of the entire crowd rose like waves, one after another, finally becoming a uniform shout.
Since resigning due to responsibility, Principal Ruo had been on leave. Today, he officially came to complete the early retirement procedures. Unexpectedly, appearing in the Nandu Medical University campus for less than two hours caused so many people to gather.
Principal Ruo was initially disoriented, then with eyes turning red, he immediately took out a tissue and gently pressed it to his eyes, then waved to everyone.
"I miss you guys too!" Principal Ruo kept waving his hand.
The road here was already too crowded with people, the trees on both sides were also full of people. They had all gathered spontaneously upon hearing the news, without any organization, no banners, no flowers, just sincere shouts.
Principal Ruo shook hands with the students and teachers who reached out, but he couldn’t manage to shake everyone’s hands.
A black sedan drove in, Professor Su said, "The car is here."
"Professor Su, look how much trouble I’m causing you, why arrange a car? I can just take a taxi myself." Principal Ruo said while waving to the crowd.
Professor Su opened the car door: "It’s no trouble, let the Nandu Medical University car drive you one last time."
"Goodbye, Principal Ruo, you must come back to visit."
Principal Ruo turned back to see the waving crowd, reluctantly getting into the sedan.
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Sisi’s frequent dizzy spells were becoming more frequent and more pronounced, sometimes severe dizziness would cause a brief disturbance of consciousness, although these temporary disruptions usually lasted only a few seconds.
Yang Ping knew her dizziness was caused by her brain tumor, which had now affected the central part of her heartbeat, resulting in temporary suppression of her heartbeat. This suppression after affecting the heart can lead to reduced or stopped blood output, resulting in insufficient blood supply to the brain, and dizziness is a response of insufficient blood supply to the brain. If this suppression of heartbeats continues to intensify, eventually, the brain will die from prolonged insufficient blood supply.
Even though Yang Ping had not disclosed her condition to Sisi, the clever girl already knew it was her final moments because Yang Ping had never told her about her condition or the next treatment plans, indicating that there were no plans left, and she was mentally prepared to face it all calmly.
These days, whenever Yang Ping did rounds, they would talk about the cactus, discussing experiences in cultivating desert succulent plants. Yang Ping never brought up her illness, and Sisi never asked. Their chats revolving around the cactus were very pleasant.
In the morning, doctors, nurses, and students with him on rounds couldn’t understand why Professor Yang discussed cacti instead of the patient’s condition during his rounds.
Every time he came for rounds, Sisi was reading under the window, the ward was well-lit. At that time the morning sunlight shone into the ward, casting light on Sisi, making her appear so serene and composed.
Yang Ping was very curious about what was going on in this young girl’s inner world, how she could face death with such tranquility, something most adults couldn’t achieve.
In the afternoon, Yang Ping came alone to Sisi’s ward for rounds, Sisi was again sitting under the window reading, the golden sunset was not yet gone, casting its light on her, making her look like a beautiful flower.
Yang Ping walked over slowly, Sisi closed her book.
Yang Ping glanced at it, a collection of Tagore’s poems, the page she was just reading was "Life is as beautiful as summer flowers."
"Are you afraid? Sisi."
Now in the ward, it was only Yang Ping and Sisi, he decided to talk to her, Yang Ping standing beside the cactus.
Sisi smiled, her face flushing with the unique blush of youth: "I used to be scared, but not anymore. After getting sick, I read a lot of books. My math teacher once told us that in high school we would learn about something called axioms, axioms are undeniable because they are inherently correct. I found there are also two self-evident axioms in medicine, or rather, axioms that need no proof, I don’t know if I’m correct or if other books already have such axioms."
She actually summarized axioms, and they are about medicine, Yang Ping was very curious about what this quirky sprite was really thinking.
"Tell me, let’s see whether this axiom is your original creation, or coincidentally aligns with previous findings." Yang Ping smiled.
Sisi thought for a moment and said, "If I tell you, you can’t laugh at me, you can’t dismiss it as a child’s talk."
Yang Ping quickly said, "I promise, I won’t laugh, nor will I treat it as a child’s talk."
Sisi lowered her head, pondering for a moment before raising her head and saying, "Everyone gets sick, and everyone will die from illness."
Yang Ping silently repeated these words in his heart, surprised by the depth of philosophical interpretation this intelligent little girl brought to the disease.
Everyone gets sick, and everyone will die from illness, that’s absolutely right.
Using a common concept in oncology: the 5-year survival rate, in a sense, the difference between healthy people and patients, even between healthy people and cancer patients, is just a difference in five-year survival rates, and all are less than 100%.
In plain terms, birth, age, illness, and death are inevitable for everyone, and everyone will eventually die; it’s just that this end comes at different ages.
At this moment, Yang Ping didn’t know what to say, he could only offer a bit of hope with the efforts he was currently making, even though she might not need it now, but Yang Ping felt as a doctor, it was his responsibility and duty to give a ray of hope to terminally ill patients, even if it was just comfort, even if it was just care.
"I am trying a new treatment method, using a virus carrying factors that can kill tumor cells to treat you, injecting these viruses into your body, they are carried by the blood throughout the body, can penetrate the blood-brain barrier, infect those tumor cells, then use the carried lethal factor to kill the tumor cells. Our virus has been successfully modified, and these viruses have been cultured in the laboratory, and soon can be introduced into your body."
Sisi always maintained a radiant smile, like an angel: "I have said, the eyes are the windows to the soul, I can see from your eyes, you are comforting me. From design to clinical application, this treatment plan in medicine takes over ten years, and the success rate is miserably low, often less than one percent, but I am willing to be your experimental subject; I’ve once said, I’m willing to be your error workbook."
"Have you read books or papers on this?" Yang Ping was very surprised.
Sisi nodded, "Didn’t you get me a hospital library card? I often go there to read books and magazines, so I know a little."
"You would definitely become a good doctor if you studied medicine in the future." Yang Ping encouraged her, although it was just deceiving her.
Sisi pursed her lips, "I have a favor to ask you, have you asked for me? I don’t know if a tumor patient’s body can be donated to the medical school, if possible, I want to donate my body to Nandu Medical University as a specimen for medical students. I used to say I wanted to study medicine with you, but now it seems impossible. If I could donate my body to Nandu Medical University as a ’big-body professor’, wouldn’t it be another way to enter the medical field, fulfilling my own ideals?"
Do not empathize!
Yang Ping reminded himself inwardly, but he could not help it; his eyes were already moist.
"Can you promise this? It is my last request."
"Yes!"
Yang Ping turned his head and looked at the cactus in the corner of the room; he didn’t want Sisi to see him tear up, he always appeared as a confident, all-capable older brother in front of her.
"Are you a professor at Nandu Medical University?"
"Yes."
Yang Ping purposely lowered his head to fiddle with the cactus.
"Then you must be lecturing," Sisi seemed pleased.
Yang Ping’s voice was a bit hoarse: "I have one class every week."
"Is it an anatomy class?"
"No, it is ’Surgical Science,’ taught to upper-class medical students."
"I see..."
Sisi sounded a bit disappointed.
"What’s wrong?"
"If you were teaching the anatomy class, then I could see you once a week..."
Yang Ping took a deep breath and could not say another word.
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