After receiving Xia Xiaoyun's call, Ye Yu thought that she had something to report to herself.
But unexpectedly, she opened her mouth to resign.
And there was a little cry in her voice.
Following her for a year, Xia Xiaoyun has always maintained a good attitude in front of her, rarely showing such negative emotions.
Today, what's going on?
Is she in any trouble?
Ye Yu hesitated and asked, "why do you want to resign?"
"My father has gastric cancer, advanced stage."
Speaking of this, Xia Xiaoyun's tone is more sad: "my father doesn't have many days, I want to accompany him in his last time."
Ye Yu is silent for a moment. First, Luo Yueli's father has cancer.
In the twinkling of an eye, Xia Xiaoyun's father also got cancer.
This cancer is the killer of life.
Ye Yu comforted: "don't be sad, pay close attention to treatment."
"My mother said, it's too late. When it's found out, it's hopeless."
Luo Yueli tried not to cry, but her eyes were already full of tears.
Ye Yu didn't know how to comfort him. He was silent for a moment.
However, a plan for the treatment of gastric cancer suddenly appeared in my mind.
Ye Yu then remembered that he had won the system award of super God level medical skill.
It doesn't seem to be difficult for me.
"You come to me." Ye Yu said to his mobile phone.
After a while, Xia Xiaoyun rushed over, her eyes red, obviously, on the way to tears.
"I have a treatment plan here. Strictly follow my instructions. Your father may not be saved."
Ye Yu took out a piece of paper full of his handwriting.
This is the treatment plan he just wrote down, just a prescription and some precautions.
"Really... Really?"
Xia Xiaoyun took the paper from Ye Yu, and her arm trembled.
"What I said didn't come true?"
Ye Yu smiles.
Faint smile, but full of confidence.
Xia Xiaoyun is still some unbelievable.
Yes, every time the boss said something, it came true.
In her mind, Ye Yu has long been a God's residence in business.
But this time, it's cancer.
He is not a doctor. How can he be so confident that he can cure cancer?
What's more, it's terminal cancer.
The hospital declared that there was no help.
Where does the boss get confidence?
Did the boss do it on purpose to comfort me? Give me a little hope?
Think of this, Xia Xiaoyun's heart can not help but a little more touched.
I'm just a subordinate, but the boss cares about me so much.
Even if this is a lie, at least, it is a white lie.
"Thank you."
Xia Xiaoyun said thank you from the bottom of her heart.
"Don't mention it. Go home quickly. Don't mention the resignation. I'll give you a vacation with pay and come back to work when your father is well."
Ye Yu smiles.
Xia Xiaoyun was so moved that she said thanks to Ye Yu.
Then he immediately bought a plane ticket and went to the hospital in his father's city.
That night, she came to the hospital.
See father lying in bed, that pair of life in danger, breathing difficult appearance, Xia Xiaoyun heart like a knife.
"How are you, dad? Didn't the hospital treat you? "
Xia Xiaoyun pours on the bedside and asks nervously.
Her father half narrowed his eyes and tried to wriggle his lips. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything.
Obviously, advanced gastric cancer has caused the failure of his organs.
Now, it also depends on the ventilator and oxygen to maintain life.
Xia Xiaoyun's mother wiped her tears.
While wiping tears, he said: "your father found out that he had advanced gastric cancer a month ago. He was afraid to disturb your work, so he never told you."
"At that time, we were going to do the operation for your father, but the hospital said that it was too late to do the operation now. It just made the patient suffer in vain, and it was very likely that he would not be able to get off the operating table."
"The hospital recommends that the last life be sustained by drip and ventilator."
"We changed several hospitals, which said they were hopeless, so that he could spend his last days at ease."
"In the beginning, your father could move and talk."
"But in recent days, the disease has suddenly worsened."
"The hospital said your father might not be able to last a week."
"In order to let you see your father for the last time, that's why I let you know."
Xia Xiaoyun hears these words, in the heart specially is not the taste.
Her father in the past was about to be separated from Yin and Yang, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Xia Xiaoyun thought of the paper Ye Yu gave him.
Maybe, try what you write.
A dead horse is a living horse doctor. What if it succeeds?
At the moment, Xia Xiaoyun quickly asked her mother to take her to see the attending doctor.
Xia Xiaoyun stares at the doctor, feeling slightly excited: "doctor, my father is still saved, really, still saved!"
"Ah."
The doctor sighed. He saw a lot of such cases.
There are often family members who can't accept that their relatives have no medicine to treat and beg the doctor.
But doctors are only mortals after all. There is no way to deal with this world-class incurable disease.
"Family, I'm sorry for your change. I'll spend the last part of my life with your father."
The doctor shook his head and said helplessly.
"Doctor, my dad really can be saved."
Xia Xiaoyun handed the paper Ye Yu gave her to the doctor and said, "doctor, you treat according to the instructions above. My father will be saved."
The doctor looked at it, and it was obvious that it was a prescription I didn't know where.
She understood the feelings of her family, but did not support them.
He put aside the folk prescription in his eyes and said to Xia Xiaoyun, "family members, can you save me? The hospital knows. The hospital has rules and can't follow your folk prescription."
"It's not a prescription. Try it. What if it works?"
"I'm sorry." The doctor politely refused and got up to leave.
"Doctor, please, we will bear all the consequences. We can sign an exemption agreement."
Xia Xiaoyun didn't know how long she begged. Finally, the doctor reluctantly agreed to try according to this prescription.
However, we have signed an exemption agreement.
Of course, doctors have no confidence in this prescription.
However, in order to make the family feel at ease, I decided to try according to the above.
Dead horse, live horse doctor.
What if there's a one percent success rate?
Of course, I'm afraid that one percent of the success rate is just wishful thinking.
Xia Xiaoyun actually has no confidence in Ye Yu's prescription.
However, there is no other way, only a bet.
If you lose, you die. If you win, your father may live.
"I hope I can win." She put her hands together and prayed.
A day later, a surprising test report shocked the attending doctor and the whole hospital.