My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 977: Chapter 961 Not in the Mood for a Vacation Chapter 977: Chapter 961 Not in the Mood for a Vacation “We can only prolong his life.”

Tang Yuxin closed the medical record.

As for how long he could live, it depended on his fate.

She was sorry that she couldn’t save him; she wasn’t Fairy Daluo; she was truly just an ordinary person.

If his leg had been broken, his arm broken, or even if he had suffered fractures all over his body, there would be a chance for recovery.

Regardless of how well the recovery went, at the very least, his life could be saved.

But he had chosen such a method: the poison had entered all his organs.

It wasn’t something that could just be treated and cured.

Up to now, the mortality rate for consuming pesticide was one hundred percent.

Even after a decade or more, it remained the same—no effective treatment had been found.

When the couple heard what Tang Yuxin had said, they also began to cry out loud, holding their heads in grief.

And now, aside from crying, all they could do was cry.

Even the doctors couldn’t save their son; they were even more helpless.

They had raised him with great difficulty, scraping together enough to send him to school.

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The family had gone through all hardships for his tuition; they sold everything they could at home, even going so far as to kneel before others and sell their blood, just to gather enough for their son’s college fees—to send him to such a prestigious university.

They did this so that he would have the opportunity to make something of himself, to eventually leave their impoverished village behind and lead a better life.

But they had struggled to send him to such a good school, scrimping and saving every penny for his tuition.

And what did he do, what did he do?

He ingested pesticide and tried to kill himself.

Wasn’t this like ripping their hearts out?

They only had this one son.

After the couple left, Tang Yuxin picked up the medical record again, flipping through it page by page.

She propped her head up with her hand, thinking if there might be some methods within the Chen Family’s ancient remedies that could save a life.

In her home, there were still some ancient texts.

She would go back and check—maybe she could find some methods.

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Even if she could not cure him completely, letting him live longer would be a consolation to his elderly parents.

And whenever she thought of this, Tang Yuxin would always recall Tang Zhinian from her past life—how her father must have lived, even more tragically.

When Gu Ning approached, Tang Yuxin still maintained the same posture.

Her vacation was about to be approved, but now she had other things on her mind and didn’t feel the least bit happy.

She feared that the long-awaited break would just go to waste.

Even if she went out, she really wouldn’t be in the mood.

Gu Ning placed the food on the table, arranging it neatly.

“What’s wrong, not coming to eat?”

Gu Ning stood up and walked over to Tang Yuxin, patting her on the head.

“Why aren’t you eating all of a sudden?”

“Nothing,” Tang Yuxin stood up, walked to the table, and then sat down.

It was where the couple had just been seated, but she wasn’t particularly bothered by it, and of course, she didn’t even think to sanitize her hands with 84.

Even with a penchant for cleanliness, she knew she had to evaluate the circumstances and consider the context—she never felt that her patients were dirty.

Gu Ning handed Tang Yuxin a pair of chopsticks, and she began to eat.

Today, they had received a patient, Tang Yuxin told Gu Ning while she ate—a university student who had drunk pesticide.

She couldn’t help but wonder what could make someone so distraught—a perfectly fine person, and educated at that—to commit such a foolish act?

In a day, she had to save so many lives, and so many people endured so much pain and suffering just to keep living.

But he, on the other hand, had so easily wished to end his life.

Their elderly parents, expected to foot the bill for their entire lives.

But how costly a bill it was, and how could they afford it?

Gu Ning listened in silence, using his chopsticks to serve Tang Yuxin some food, urging her to eat.

There were many who held life so cheaply, sometimes acting on impulse to the point where they had to bear consequences they simply couldn’t handle.

The college student was no different.

After they finished their meal, Gu Ning had to leave for he had things to attend to, and Tang Yuxin was also feeling down for the entire day because of this patient.

The college student’s dialysis was over, yet his complexion was still very poor, and he lay there unconscious.

It seemed he was about to wake up, but the toxins inside him were still present, beyond what current medical methods could eradicate.

All Tang Yuxin could do was her best, to contribute as a doctor, but how long the patient could live, was now truly up to his fate.

When it was time to get off work in the evening, Tang Yuxin changed into her clothes, grabbed her bag, and was about to leave when, passing by the corridor, she saw the elderly couple from the Chen Family.

They were seated outside in the hallway, on a mat spread on the ground, with their belongings—a water bottle and bowls—placed on top of it.

They shared a bowl between them, which contained nothing but boiled dumplings in water, splitting one bowl’s worth between the two.

Tang Yuxin walked over and stood not too far from them.

The couple didn’t notice her and continued to divide the dumplings soaked in hot water to eat.

“Dad, are we out of money?”

The mother from the Chen Family bit into her portion, seemingly on the verge of tears wherever she went, as if about to cry her eyes out.

“It’s alright, it’s alright,”

The father from the Chen Family gently stroked his wife’s dirt-entangled hair.

“I’ll take care of the money.”

“What can you take care of?”

The mother from the Chen Family wiped her face vigorously, “In order to send our kid to school, we sold whatever we could and took on loads of debt, hoping that once our child made good, we could pay it all back, and our family would finally reap the rewards after all the hardship.

But now the child has ended up like this, what are we supposed to do to live?”

“It’s nothing serious,” the father from the Chen Family still comforted his wife, “Don’t people always say, in the big city you can always make money somewhere?

Although I’m old, I still have good strength.

Once the child is a bit better, I’ll find some work to do.”

“I heard someone say that there are people selling kidneys in this hospital.”

The mother from the Chen Family spoke about something she heard from others, which she couldn’t quite remember where, but those words she did remember.

“They say a kidney can fetch a lot of money.

I want to sell one; we’ve spent all the money on the child’s medical bills, and he’s our only child.

If something really happens to him, we might as well not live.”

“No,” the father from the Chen Family shook his head, then took another dumpling soaked in water with his chopsticks and put it into the mouth of his wife.

“If someone has to sell, it should be me, not you.

It would hurt too much.”

Though he didn’t know how painful selling a kidney was, something being carved out from one’s body, how could it possibly not hurt?