Chapter 2523: 2433 Outgoing Female (Alliance Leader Wang Li Ping, Bonus Chapter 3)

After listening to Lin Yuan briefly explain Xiao Shitou's condition, Lin Yuanzhang frowned and said, "This kind of patient has already undergone chemo and radiotherapy, even tried Modu's proton heavy-ion radiotherapy, and is beyond treatment; why are you asking about this?"

"I think Zheng Lao Ban means he wants to do surgery." Lin Yuan tilted his head, his ponytail lightly swaying to one side, completely lacking the tense, ready-to-rescue demeanor he had at the hospital, instead putting on a relaxed expression.

"Surgery? Is Zheng Lao Ban really thinking that?" Lin Yuanzhang frowned.

"Lao Lin, why still bombardment? Sounds scary." Lin Yuanzhang's lover asked.

"Oh, that's not what you mean. Proton heavy-ion therapy for cancer is a currently recognized advanced effective radiotherapy method; the so-called heavy ion refers to particles heavier than helium element that have been ionized."

"It's just radiotherapy, making it so mysterious; I, a layperson, even thought cancer had been conquered." Lin Yuanzhang's lover said dismissively while knitting a sweater.

"Proton heavy ions travel at near-light speed, forming radiation; they release only a small amount of energy at the tumor's front end, minimizing damage to normal tissue; but when they reach the tumor site, they release a large amount of energy, forming an energy peak, thereby killing tumor cells." Lin Yuanzhang said, "It's technological progress, the effect……"

"It's not that miraculous." Lin Yuan interrupted Lin Yuanzhang's words, standing firmly beside his mother, "It's just an upgraded version of radiotherapy; although the U. S. has developed quite a few, it mainly originated first in the East."

Lin Yuanzhang's lover happily held up the half-knitted sweater against Lin Yuan, measuring it twice, full of affection. She had no interest in whatever proton heavy ions; her mind was wholly on the sweater she was knitting for Lin Yuan.

"A few years ago, after Modu's proton heavy-ion radiotherapy facility was completed, Far North Province also wanted to build one. But funding issues prevented construction." Lin Yuanzhang said, "The effect is still good; although not curative, it helps greatly in delaying the disease."

"Dad, you're going off topic." Lin Yuan said with a meow, "Do you think Xiao Shitou can't have surgery?"

"It can't be done; the meaning of chemo and radiotherapy doesn't exist." Lin Yuanzhang said firmly, "Based on your description, I can only suggest one thing—give up treatment."

"Really strange."

"Did Zheng Lao Ban say he wants to do it?" Lin Yuanzhang also asked curiously.

"No, he also clearly said he can't. But before afternoon shift ended, I saw him sitting in the office looking at patient records; it was clearly over an hour."

Meaningless things would surely be done for entertainment. But professionally, knowing full well that the patient cannot undergo surgery or chemo, Zheng Lao Ban still looks at the case files—there's more meaning to it.

Lin Yuanzhang thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Zheng Lao Ban has had it too easy all along."

"You always say that when I guess." Lin Yuan leaned against his mother, wearing an expression that said he already knew you'd say that, "Zheng Lao Ban is steady."

Lin Yuanzhang laughed despite himself.

Truly, the female is outgoing; her own maiden hasn't even married, yet just being in the medical team feels like standing opposite herself.

You can't really say anything's wrong with Xiao Zheng Lao Ban; if you do, you'll provoke the maiden's retaliation.

But for a patient with late-stage tumor, even more late-stage, he still looks at case files—is he trying to think of a way to do surgery or what?

Lin Yuanzhang has seen many young achievers in his lifetime.

The vast majority are exceptionally talented youths, but not every one can steadily move forward. In the medical field, many risks lie not in the disease itself but in human nature.

But by rights, that shouldn't be the case—before coming to the capital, Xiao Zheng Lao Ban was the inpatient chief of the emergency department at Haicheng First Hospital; having served as inpatient chief of the emergency department, he's seen every disease and endured every hardship, so how could he still have such a naive idea?

Lin Yuanzhang also couldn't figure it out; he stared doubtfully at the TV screen, yet his mind was on what method he himself had forgotten.

After a few seconds, he let out a helpless laugh. There's still no way to cure late-stage cancer patients; if there were, it would already be widely publicized—no need to think about it.

"Dad, you don't really think Zheng Lao Ban actually wants to do surgery, do you?" Lin Yuan asked with some worry.

"No, don't worry." Lin Yuanzhang said, "What time is it now? I estimate the Nobel Prize call will come within a week. If you miss the call, you'll have to wait until next year. Now is a period of distraction; any difficult surgery should be set aside."

As he spoke, Lin Yuanzhang turned his head to look at Lin Yuan and asked, "Do you feel Zheng Lao Ban has confidence?"

"Yes!" Lin Yuan said confidently.

"Then just follow Zheng Lao Ban closely." Lin Yuanzhang said, "Whatever news I get on my side, it's all there; in short, don't worry about it, just……"

"Dad, I think you're more nervous than I am." Lin Yuan said with a meow, "Whether or not we get the Nobel Prize has nothing to do with me. I just need to study surgery well; being able to perform intracardiac intervention surgery on my own will be enough."

Lin Yuanzhang didn't speak, just smiled and looked at Lin Yuan. She's still young, either unaware or simply not caring about the difficulty and great significance of this matter.

After chatting a while, the family of three washed up and prepared for bed. Returning to the room, Lin Yuanzhang's lover saw him putting on his reading glasses, began searching for information, and asked, "Lao Lin, what are you looking up instead of sleeping?"

"Look up some information about the Nobel Prize."

"You've been looking into it all the time, haven't you? Still not figured it out? Besides, it's not your hospital's business."

"You don't understand—if Zheng Lao Ban could win the Nobel Prize, later the maiden's business card could bear the title of being a member of the Nobel Prize project team."

"Do you think the maiden can handle it?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover said, "With her temperament, she's always waiting for others to say you're Dr. Lin's dad……"

"That's not the same." Lin Yuanzhang lowered his head to look for materials, "Having the Nobel Prize title is a shortcut; later the maiden's path will be much smoother."

"You just said it was impossible a few days ago—why are you suddenly so concerned now?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover asked.

"Go to sleep first; I'll keep looking for information." Lin Yuanzhang didn't answer his lover's question, but urged her to hurry up and sleep, not to bother him.

Why the change in attitude? Recently, the capital's medical scene has been turbulent; the chairman of the Nobel Prize review committee came to the capital to give lectures, and reportedly even personally visited Zheng Lao Ban, then went on to trouble the affiliated hospital to see a doctor.

Not talking about the illness, just the fact that the Nobel Prize review committee chairman personally paid a visit means there's plenty to ponder.

Lin Yuanzhang thought about the Nobel Prize, and his heart burned hot.