Fantasy Westward Journey My Items Can Be Realized

Chapter 81
At noon, Zhou Jiaming opened the file that the anchor went to eat according to the old rules, and put it in the live broadcast room.

Then he went to cook for himself. It was not easy to cook alone, so he simply made fried noodles to deal with it.

While eating noodles and checking information on his mobile phone, Brother Long, a former colleague from the factory, sent a message.

Zhou Jiaming also clicked on it to check, and it turned out to be a fundraising information of Waterdrop.

Because I have more confidence in Brother Long's character, I still have to take a look at the fundraising he sent.

If it is a stranger who is not very familiar with it, I am really not in the mood to watch this now.

After all, the news that rich people own houses, cars and raise funds to see a doctor some time ago made him somewhat resistant to this platform.

Seeing that it didn't matter, it really made him depressed for a while, and he knew the fundraiser above.

The last time he invited her to eat grilled fish was that colleague, Pan Geyan.

The initiator was her mother, "Who will save my daughter, she is only 20 years old, and she is still unconscious on the hospital bed..."

I returned a voice call to Brother Long and got through the phone.

"What's going on? Is Pan Geyan sick?"

"Yeah, it's quite serious. I worked overtime on Saturday, and everyone was eating in the cafeteria at noon. While eating, she said that she was unconscious on one side of her body, and she couldn't help her if everyone went to help her. Then she quickly called 120 and sent her to the hospital. Everyone in the hospital is in a coma." Brother Long told the story.

"Do you know what disease it is?"

"It seems to be a cerebral hemorrhage. It's a stroke. It's a pity that such a young person will suffer from this disease." Brother Long also sighed.

"Do you know which hospital you are in?"

"The city's No.1 civilian hospital, the specific information seems to be available on the water drop chip."

Zhou Jiaming hung up the phone, went back to the room, apologized to the water friends who were waiting to watch his live broadcast, and closed the live broadcast room.

He wanted to go to the hospital to see it in person, at least it was a colleague, and he didn't have any bad feelings for his former colleagues in these factories. Except for the administrator, he didn't want to talk to them anymore, other people could still say hello when they met.

In fact, he had a crush on this girl back then. She was hardworking and capable at the age of 20, and she was also pretty and nice to speak.

It's not bad for ordinary people to find such a hard-working and capable wife to live a life, but they didn't act at the beginning, and I heard that she had a boyfriend.

Now that I have Gao Xiaoyu as my real girlfriend, I don't think about anything else, I go to see what's going on first, and help if I can.

People's Hospital's Second Department of Neurology, Ward 806, he followed the address on the information and came to this inpatient department.

I found her bed in the ward. This ward is a four-person room, and the environment is really not very good.

All of them are relatively serious stroke patients who cannot take care of themselves after being bedridden for a long time, so there will be a faint smell.

Her hospital bed was on the innermost side, and in front of the hospital bed was a middle-aged aunt in her 40s who was helping her wipe her chapped lips.

Her face was haggard and she was still in a coma, with a ventilator on her nose and gauze wrapped around her head.

Infusion tubes, urinary catheters, and ECG monitors are fully arranged on the body.

Zhou Jiaming hardly dared to recognize this haggard person as the beautiful girl from before.

When he got to the bed, he called softly, "Auntie, how is she doing?"

The middle-aged woman who took care of Pang Geyan turned around, she was also a little haggard, she looked similar to Pang Geyan in appearance, she was also a big beauty when she was young, she might be her mother.

"Are you?" She hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously.

"I'm her former colleague. When I got the news that she was sick, I rushed over to visit her."

"Thank you. She just came out of the intensive care unit. She is out of danger and needs to be hospitalized for observation."

"Then what's wrong with her?" Zhou Jiaming asked his doubts.

"Cerebral vascular malformation, the arterial blood vessels are thinner than normal people, it is easy to cause bleeding and more serious complications."

"Can I feel her pulse?" Zhou Jiaming said this request, but he still wanted to feel her pulse himself.

"You?" The aunt was obviously a little puzzled, but seeing Zhou Jiaming's concerned eyes with no other meaning, she agreed, "Okay."

She gently pulled the arm under Pan Geyan's cup that was not hanging water.

Zhou Jiaming took a step forward and felt for the pulse with two fingers. Yin deficiency in the liver and kidney, disturbance of wind and yang, thin and weak pulse, it was indeed a stroke, and it was accompanied by a deficiency of Qi and blood, and her anemia was also very serious.

He withdrew his finger and asked, "What did the doctor say?"

The middle-aged woman's expression became gloomy, and she covered Pangeyan's arm back with the quilt, and replied: "The doctor said that this time the fortune is saved, but it is still easy to relapse, and there may be sequelae. In the future, you may have to sit wheelchair."

She wiped away tears, feeling helpless at the result.

"Maybe it can be better, and there are some cases that have returned to normal." Zhou Jiaming comforted her.

I began to think about the records of this disease in traditional Chinese medicine. After thinking about it for a while, I didn't have any clues. The brain has always been the most difficult place to deal with.

If you can see the clues before the onset, you can reduce the chance of onset through Chinese medicine recuperation. Now that you have the onset, it is really difficult to treat.

I don't know which of the pills in the game can be suitable for the disease, and it will take some effort to cure her.

At this time, another middle-aged man in his 40s came into the room. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and came to the hospital bed with a box of lunch and a bowl of porridge in his hand.

He handed the lunch box to the woman and asked, "Who is he?"

"She said she was Yanyan's former colleague, so come and see her."

"Oh, thank you." He said polite words, but his expression was very cold. This person should be Pan Geyan's father.

Pan Geyan's mother began to open the lunch box to eat, and only when she was full could she take better care of her daughter.

The patient on the other side of the bed had to go to the bathroom at this time.

It was difficult to move on the hospital bed, so the person who accompanied the bed pulled up the curtain and carried the urinal, but in such a big room, the smell couldn't be avoided.

This environment is really bad, Zhou Jiaming frowned, Pan's mother also closed the lunch box.

"Can you change her to a better room?" Zhou Jiaming asked.

"I don't have any money. The brain was cleared of congestion, and a small bridge was made. It cost 10,000+, and I only paid [-]. The good thing is that I have a social security card. I don't rush to pay the fee now, but I don't know about it in the future. How long does it take to live, and now it costs thousands of dollars a day.” Pan’s father is very helpless, ordinary families are most afraid of getting sick, and after a serious illness, the family’s fortune will be wiped out.

Then this, Zhou Jiaming took out his mobile phone, and it showed Pan Geyan's fundraising project, "The money in this can be used for her medical treatment, right?"

"I don't really understand this, but yesterday a volunteer advertised at the door, saying that part of the money could be raised, so under her guidance, I filled out a fundraising for serious illness, with a goal of 20 yuan, and now I have raised more than 2 yuan, but He said that the fundraising was over after the withdrawal, and now it can still increase a little every day, and the hospital has not urged the payment, so he wants to wait." Pan father talked about the origin of this fundraising.

　The author's personal experience, Yihua building blocks are used to write novels.

　　At that time, the fundraising and withdrawal was to end the fundraising before using the money in it to see a doctor.

　　It seems to be different now, this plot transition.

　　
　　
　
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