My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 455 Chapter 449: Agree to Donate

455 Chapter 449: Agree to Donate

She knew the medications she mixed herself. If they were ineffective, she wouldn't give them to patients. If they bore heavy side effects, she wouldn't prescribe them for long periods. The ingredients could be found in the hospital pharmacy, so she purchased some there and mixed them herself. It took more time, but nothing compared to the Cold Fragrance Pills. That medication was extraordinary and required perfect timing, location, and patient condition. Missing even one element meant it fell short.

She had tried to gather all the elements for years, but sadly, each year fell short of her hopes. Even to this day, she had not been able to fully gather them.

So, luck truly was crucial. Her own luck was far better than most. At the very least, Chen Zhong had managed to gather all the elements for her in the past. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to be a mobile fragrance.

She changed into her uniform, a neat formal suit, and she could wear it however she liked. But she felt it was more professional to wear it properly. On top, she wore a white lab coat, just like many of the chief hospital's doctors. Regardless of the time, they always looked meticulous. That was the image of the chief hospital. Yes, she is a doctor at the main hospital now. Even just thinking about it excited her.

When she arrived at the hospital, she was assigned to internal medicine, just like in her previous life. She was an internist, but also the youngest doctor here. If one were to talk about seniority, hers would be surprisingly impressive, possibly even more so than many doctors at this hospital. However, it was unfortunate; she was only in her twenties. She was still a girl, a junior doctor, a very junior doctor.

"Yes, it's me, I'm Tang Yuxin," Tang Yuxin leaned against the wall, on her phone. She adapted well to the military hospital, already familiar with the place. The dean took special care of her, so although she couldn't be said to have extraordinary authority there, she had extensive experience. There were others in the hospital older than her and with better medical skills. She was merely a later generation, not particularly ambitious, so her life and work there were both enjoyable.

As for this phone call, it was one she didn't see coming at all.

She had left her bone marrow information at the International Bone Marrow Bank. Originally, it was a decision made in her sophomore year at Qing University. Everyone in her dormitory had done it. They had all registered without much thought, driven by impulse. Now, two years had passed.

To tell the truth, she had forgotten about it entirely. Unexpectedly, the bank called her now, telling her that her marrow was a match for a patient.

They asked whether she would be willing to donate her bone marrow to the patient, a Beijing resident. If she did not donate, his life could only be extended by up to half a year.

At that moment, in a hospital room, Qin Ziye laid weakly. Due to chemotherapy, his hair, including his eyebrows, had fallen out. His physical appearance was drastically altered. The only persons who stayed with him were his parents; as for Guan Jing, he didn't blame her.

There's a saying: "Prolonged illness turns son to father." They were only husband and wife, not mother and son. Their emotions weren't intense enough to be willing to live or die for each other.

No, wait, he was willing - but not everyone else might be.

"Don't worry, you'll be alright," Qin's mother patted the back of his hand. "The doctor has agreed to donate bone marrow to you. You won't have any problems, you'll definitely get better."

Qin Ziye only smiled gently, but his smile was weary. He had heard these words too many times.

You'll be fine, you'll get better, you definitely won't have any problems, you'll live to a hundred.

But why would he want to live to a hundred? All these years, he had persisted for Guan Jing. All he wanted was Guan Jing. But his persistence turned into a mockery in the end.

Behind this mockery was his short life.

Would he be alright? He didn't know.

He closed his eyes in exhaustion. All that remained by his side were his parents.

Tang Yuxin knew that the patient's party had arrived. They had come quicker than she had imagined. Oh, she had forgotten: the patient was also in Beijing. That meant they were close by. She felt fortunate that she maintained a habit from her army days, jogging in the morning. Although she was underweight, her physical condition was excellent.