Chapter 2122: 2049 Good Fate

"Sun Chuangui, your illness has improved a lot." Director Kong looked at the film and the patient and said.

The patient chuckled.

"Sun Chuangui, if you didn't have to pay for the surgery, would you want to do it?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Sun Chuangui paused, then said: "I'm already healed, why would I still need surgery?"

"The lesion is still there, especially the one on the right side." Zheng Ren said while looking at the film.

"It's fine, such a big lesion has improved to this point, there's nothing to worry about." Sun Chuangui touched his thinning hair and said with a smile.

"Using arsenic trioxide still causes harm to the body." Zheng Ren advised him.

"Director Kong previously told me that surgery would also have side effects, such as fever, pain, nausea and vomiting. For my tumor that big, Director Kong said it might cause fever for more than half a month."

Sun Chuangui mentioned Director Kong in every sentence, and what he said made sense, so Zheng Ren couldn't refute.

"What are you planning to do next?" Director Kong asked.

"I'll continue using buckwheat husk mixed with arsenic externally; living another day is a gain, one should be content." Sun Chuangui said.

Director Kong nodded, also not trying to persuade Sun Chuangui to stay for surgery.

He began taking photos, thoroughly documenting Sun Chuangui's treatment process after returning home.

"Dang dang dang~" someone knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

"Director, shift change." A nurse said at the doorway.

"Okay, I'll get to it." Director Kong simply noted down what needed recording; the rest could be left for later organization.

After standing up, he looked at Sun Chuangui and said: "Your mindset is good; I'm optimistic you'll recover."

Sun Chuangui eagerly nodded vigorously.

Director Kong then opened the cabinet, only to find there wasn't much cash.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun gathered 500 yuan in cash and handed it to Sun Chuangui.

"Director, director, you… don't need to." Sun Chuangui said, somewhat surprised.

"You're facing difficulties, and this time it's not about seeing a doctor—you're here to bring me evidence of the treatment effect." Director Kong chuckled, pressed the money into Sun Chuangui's hand, and said: "Next year, if you're still willing, please make another trip. I'll reimburse the travel expenses, and you won't have to pay for the checkup—okay?"

Sun Chuangui nodded vigorously, happily walked away.

Several people remained silent and first went to change shifts.

After checking the rooms, each team began sending patients to the operating table; Director Kong called Zheng Ren and Su Yun into his office.

"Boss Zheng, how long do you think the patient can still live?"

Upon entering the doorway, Director Kong didn't exchange pleasantries and directly asked.

All three knew the patient still needed surgical treatment; a massive liver cancer, the kind palpable on the surface, still responded to Sun Chuangui's folk remedy.

But as the tumor shrank, the drug permeated, and the dosage directly acting on the tumor tissue decreased, while more of the drug was absorbed by normal tissue.

Continuing like this, the harm would outweigh the benefit.

But Sun Chuangui refused Boss Zheng's suggestion of free surgery; the rest is left to fate.

"1-2 years." Zheng Ren gave the answer.

Director Kong nodded; he also judged it to be about that long.

However, this patient Sun Chuangui really doesn't need much persuading. Three years ago, without surgery, he ended up living three more years. Even Director Kong, upon seeing him, was astonished and said, "How are you still alive?"

This should be considered a miracle, because Sun Chuangui's "fate" is good.

But even so, signs of chronic arsenic trioxide poisoning can be seen on his body.

Chronic arsenic trioxide poisoning causes skin damage, hair loss, abdominal pain, diarrhea, jaundice, liver enlargement, and limb numbness and pain as common symptoms of a chronic poisoning disease.

Looking at Sun Chuangui's condition, hair loss is likely present, skin damage unclear, no abdominal pain or jaundice, the liver… is itself enlarged.

Limb numbness wasn't asked about; currently unclear.

And his body carries a bitter almond smell, which is the odor of arsenic trioxide evaporating.

Zheng Ren only asked a question, but Sun Chuangui directly denied it, and he didn't continue persuading.

There's nothing to persuade about, really nothing to persuade about.

The various chemotherapy drugs for tumors, essentially, are poisons.

Tumor intervention, injecting chemotherapy drugs into the patient's tumor—whether carboplatin, cisplatin, oxaliplatin, or other chemotherapy agents—essentially amounts to using poison to fight poison.

Sun Chuangui's approach is not much different; it's just a different method.

Infusion chemotherapy has side effects, external application of arsenic trioxide also has side effects; Zheng Ren knows this.

"I hope he can live a bit longer." Director Kong said a few idle remarks, then concluded.

Hmm.

His case is rather unique and not representative.

Just like a study done domestically over a decade ago, the dosage of arsenic trioxide drugs is hard to control; the difference between effective and lethal doses is minimal, so clinical practice has already eliminated it.

But seeing Sun Chuangui's treatment effect is truly good, so Director Kong recorded this case.

Regardless of whether a paper can be published, one must always leave sufficient traces in this world.

Evidence-based medicine, Sun Chuangui has, to some extent, become one of the evidences.

Although there isn't enough evidence to prove it, but what if someday someone has the person, opportunity, and conditions to do it?

"Get ready for surgery." Director Kong smiled, put away the paper recording Sun Chuangui's treatment process, waiting for the afternoon when he has time to organize it.

"Director, you wouldn't be preparing to try using arsenic trioxide for attention chemotherapy, would you?" Su Yun asked with a chuckle.

"I'm not stupid." Director Kong glanced at him and scolded: "Wait until we can find enough volunteers to talk about it, or say that domestic pharmaceutical companies have passed the primitive accumulation stage and are ready to independently develop new drugs."

Having said this, it's already clear.

Leaving Director Kong's office, Zheng Ren was going to perform surgery, while Su Yun simply changed clothes and prepared to leave.

"When will that side be settled?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Your father-in-law is here, I estimate a few days." Su Yun said, "Jiang is still the old spicy, and he brought a professional team back to argue, didn't sleep all night last night, and has been arguing nonstop until now."

"……"

Zheng Ren didn't understand the business Negotiation matter, he thought there might be many Disagreements and arguments. But arguing this long……Aren't you tired?

"All they're doing is adding Psychological Pressure to the other side; if they can win back 1% equity now, it will be a particularly considerable sum of cash later." Su Yun said.

"With Ning Shu here, why are you still going?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Study, there's nothing much to learn about TIPS Surgery; Fugui'er does it a bit better than me." Su Yun said somewhat proudly, "Negotiation, however, is a deep subject."

"……"

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Note: This patient is one who came back for a follow-up visit several months ago. The overall description has no significant deviation; the benefits and harms of the folk remedy are explained clearly. Arsenic trioxide has been used in clinical practice before; this patient is just lucky, able to live a few more years.

This has no general significance; please take note, ladies and gentlemen. If needed, please go to the Hospital; I strongly advise against using folk remedies.