II, biopsy

The environment of the hospital is a little too clean, especially the doctors and nurses are white and dizzy. Although she has been to the hospital where her father works before, Hao Jia's feelings are completely different this time as a patient.

At the door of the brain specialist's diagnosis room, Zhao Baochu, a thin and tall attending physician, came out. He was Zhao Wenqiang's father and a close colleague and old classmate of Hao Jia's father, so he was ready as soon as he received a call from his father.

"What's wrong with Jiajia?" Zhao Baochu kindly led Hao Jia into the diagnostic room. After simply greeting Hao Jia's father, he directly began his work. Hao Jia hesitated to tell Uncle Zhao about the amnesia that had happened to her recently. After carefully pressing Hao Jia's head and making sure that there was no pain, he said to Hao Jia's father, "Take the child to do a CT first and then take a film. Don't worry, it's just a routine inspection.

I confusedly followed my father to do various examinations. Fortunately, everyone in the hospital recognized my father as the director of internal medicine, and there was no need to queue up for all kinds of examinations, so it was not long before the two returned to the diagnosis room of the brain department with the examination results.

"From the inspection results, no problems were found." The two men watched films and exchanged opinions inside, while Hao Jia boredly studied the brain model on the table, braiding the brain, cerebellum, brain stem and other parts on the model. I vaguely heard Uncle Zhao say, "From the CT, there is no trauma, no blood clots, no shadow of lesions, and no brain surgery. If you want to find the reason, I think you must have a biopsy!"

Hao Jia suddenly became nervous. As a doctor's daughter, she has been familiar with her since she was a child. She completely understood what the biopsy was all about. That is to take live cells for examination to determine the lesions in the affected area. If you want to do a brain biopsy, you need to take your own brain cells! Hao Jia suddenly felt a numb scalp, which was horrible to think about. She begged her father not to agree and not to let her baby daughter be a white mouse in the hands of the doctor!

"Isn't there a better way?" Dad's voice was a little hesitant.

"You are also a doctor. How can we find out the cause of this situation as well as I do." Uncle Zhao said as if he patted his father on the shoulder, "What? Don't you worry about my technology?"

"You are the best brain specialist in the city. How can I be worried!" Dad sincerely complimented and finally made up his mind, "Then do it. I hope to find the reason as soon as possible and don't delay the child's college entrance examination."

"I won't do it!" Hao Jia suddenly broke in without being polite and screamed at her father, "I won't do a biopsy, and I will definitely not do a biopsy!"

"Jia, listen to me," Dad came to hold Hao Jia's shoulder and gently advised, "Now the medical methods are very advanced, and the biopsy is already a routine examination without any danger."

"Yes!" Uncle Zhao also came over with a smile and said on the back of Hao Jia's neck, "Don't be afraid. Uncle just need to prick a needle from this position and draw a little spinal cord for testing to see if your brain is infected by bacteria."

Hao Jia's feeling of being completely strange to her father surged up again, which made her hug him very uncomfortable. Breaking free from his father's arm, Hao Jia weakly objected, "I don't do a biopsy. Anyway, I don't do a biopsy!"

"Why is this child so disobedient," Dad sank his face. "Don't be able to find the cause of the disease. How can you take the college entrance examination?"

"Don't scare the children! Let me explain to Jiajia. Uncle Zhao pushed his father out with a smile, and then poured a glass of water for Jiajia. After she calmed down, he explained to Hao Jia, "The brain biopsy is actually very simple. It is neither open the skull nor the scalpel. Just draw a little spinal cord with just a needle. It only takes a few minutes before and after, and you don't even need anesthetic. If you are afraid of pain, I can give you an injection of anesthetic and finish it after a sleep.

Seeing that Hao Jia was still hesitating, Uncle Zhao patiently explained: "If you don't have a biopsy, I can't judge the cause of your amnesia. Once the symptoms get worse, you may even forget your parents. Think about it, if you wake up one morning and suddenly find that you are surrounded by strangers, how terrible will it be if you know no one in the world?

Hao Jia Lingling shivered, hesitated for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "Is it really only a little spinal cord? It will be finished in a few minutes?"

"Are you still afraid that your Uncle Zhao will lie to you?" Zhao Baochu suddenly laughed, as if he was ridiculous for Hao Jia's innocence. Hao Jia weighed in her heart for a long time and finally nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Good! Let's do it immediately. It's getting late. Don't miss your uncle's dinner!" Uncle Zhao shouted to the nurse outside, "Let the operating room prepare and have a brain biopsy immediately!"

confusedly followed her father and Uncle Zhao to the operating room. The nurse handed over a notebook. Hao Jia took over and saw that it was a surgical order that needed to be signed and approved by patients and their families. Hao Jia suddenly realized that she was over 18 years old, and her parents could no longer decide many things for themselves.

Grasstakingly looked at the operation list. Except for the words "brain biopsy" in the top surgery column, Hao Jia seemed to understand other columns. After signing her name, Hao Jia gave the operation list to her father, and there was also a column signed by her family. Hao Jia suddenly wanted her mother to sign it.

"Why didn't mom come?" She asked.

"I didn't tell her. It's just a routine examination. There's no need to worry her." Dad said and sketched his name on the operation list, and then handed it over to the nurse.

Hao Jia was still a little worried. She hurriedly called home and heard her mother's voice. She suddenly felt a little wronged. Her daughter was going to enter the operating room, and she didn't come to see it.

"Jiajia, what are the results of the examination?"

"I'm going to have a brain biopsy, and I'll do it right away."

"Oh, come back early, I'll make you delicious food!" Mom hung up the phone as she spoke. Hao Jia suddenly felt a little frustrated. Maybe she was too delicate. It was an ordinary examination, and she was as nervous as a child who was afraid of injections. Thinking about this, Hao Jia was embarrassed to call her good friend again, so she followed Uncle Zhao into the operating room.

Lying on the operating table uneasily, Hao Jia noticed that several nurses and doctors did not know except Uncle Zhao himself. In the past, many doctors and nurses often came to the hospital to play. Although they could not call their names, they were familiar with them. Even if they now wear big masks and only have a pair of eyes outside, Hao Jia can still be sure that there is no acquaintance among them. She couldn't help asking Zhao Baochu, "Why isn't Aunt Liao there?"

Aunt Liao is the head nurse of the brain department. She is familiar with Hao Jia and is also very kind. Hao Jia hopes to have a kind aunt by her side to take care of herself. But Zhao Baochu said, "Nurse Liao is not on duty now."

"Oh," Hao Jia watched in horror as the nurses were preparing surgical tools. The needle used for spinal cord puncture was frighteningly large. Hao Jia suddenly asked, "Why haven't I seen any of these nurses?"

Uncle Zhao seemed stunned for a moment and explained vaguely through a thick mask: "Some surgical acquaintances should avoid it. This is the hospital's rule."

Hao Jia suddenly had a sense of uneasiness in her heart, but she didn't know why. She tried to get rid of this uneasiness, but it shrouded herself like a thick fog. The anesthesiologist came over with a syringe and looked at the frightening thick needle. Hao Jia suddenly jumped up from the operating table and pushed the nurse beside her away and shouted, "I won't do it!" Before several people could react, she had pushed the door open and ran out.

The father outside the door looked surprised. Hao Jia ignored his inquiry and escaped from the hospital like crazy. She ran so fast that her chased father could only watch her run farther and farther.

It was still raining heavily on the street, and Hao Jia's whole body was quickly soaked. After running out of a few blocks, she finally stopped, and then looked at the rain and fog all over the world. The cold rain made her chill all over. She hid under the eaves of the street with her arms in her arms and called Xu Yiwen on the public phone.

"Hey! Who?" Xu Yiwen's voice always has a lazy taste. Hao Jia didn't care about greeting and said directly, "I went to the hospital for a check-up today!"

"What's the result?" Xu Yiwen immediately heard Hao Jia's voice.

"I, I don't know, I just escaped from the operating room!" Hao Jia trembled involuntarily.

"Ah! How could this happen?"

"I don't know what to say. Anyway, I'm so scared!" Hao Jia even trembling, "It was a friend of my father who performed the operation. He said that there are regulations in this kind of surgery hospital, and acquaintances should avoid it, but he did not avoid it!"

"Hey, what am I doing!" Xu Yiwen's careless voice came from the phone, "What other rules are being meticulously implemented now? Your father's colleague is an expert in brain science, right? Isn't this the end?"

Hao Jia was speechless. Uncle Zhao is the best brain expert in the city. It was also a good intention to examine himself in violation of the regulations in front of his father. Who knew that he was nervous and thought nonsense. Hao Jia suddenly regretted it and hurriedly said to the microphone, "I hung up!" Then hung up the phone.

Look at the rainy weather. It's almost time to get off work, and it's a little late to go back and start over. Hao Jia was stunned by the rain and fog for a long time, and finally had to walk home slowly along the street. It's still far from home, but she doesn't plan to go back as soon as possible. She just wants to walk quietly on the street.

It got dark and the rain gradually stopped. Hao Jia stopped outside a private clinic on the street. She looked at the advertisement outside the clinic, which said: Wei's Clinic specializes in treating various difficult and miscellaneous diseases and adolescent psychological diseases.

Hao Jia's heart suddenly raised a glimmer of hope. She hopes that her memory loss is just a mental illness, not a lesion in her brain, so that she doesn't have to do any brain biopsy.

"Is the girl going to see a doctor?" Hao Jia was looking at it. Suddenly, there was a question from the clinic. Then, a middle-aged man with an obscene appearance came out and greeted Hao Jia attentively. The middle-aged man is about 40 years old, wearing a dirty white coat and two caterpillar-like mustaches on his lips, which is a little disgusted. Hao Jia frowned and asked in a low voice, "Can you cure amnesia?"

The middle-aged man was stunned and smiled and said, "That depends on the specific symptoms. Some amnesia is a medical incurable disease, and some are just psychological problems."

When Hao Jia heard that he did not cure all kinds of diseases, she believed him a little. After entering the clinic under his greeting, she suddenly remembered that her wallet and mobile phone were handed over to her father outside the operating room. Now she is almost penniless except for a few cents in her pocket. Thinking of this, she couldn't help hesitating and said timidly, "I, I have no money."

"It doesn't matter!" The man attentively led Hao Jia into the clinic and handed Hao Jia a cup of hot water with a smile on his face. "The doctor's purpose is to treat the sick and save people. You can't leave the patient alone just because he has no money. I'll give you a check first. Just send it to me whenever you have money.

Holding a hot water cup, Hao Jia's chill slightly weakened a little. Hearing the doctor's words, her heart was even warmer. She couldn't help asking, "What's your name, sir?"

"My surname is Wei, just call me Dr. Wei." The middle-aged man handed Hao Jia a dry towel and motioned, "Wipe your hair and body."

Only then did Hao Jia find that she was soaked all over, and the drops of water dripped down the corners of her hair, integrating a large area of water stains on the floor. She quickly took the towel and wiped her hair, full of guilt. Dr. Wei didn't care. After signaling Hao Jia to sit down, he asked, "You just said you were suffering from amnesia?"

"Yes!" In the face of strangers, Hao Jia felt much relaxed and was busy talking about the memory loss that had happened to her during this period and the biopsy she was about to take. At first, Dr. Wei was still writing pictures and recording in the notebook, but finally he was fascinated and looked at Hao Jia, who didn't live in the narrative, but he was a little crazy.

Hao Jia suddenly stopped, and Dr. Wei's eyes made her a little uneasy. It was a greedy and impulsive look. She couldn't help tightening her clothes and hugging her arms, lowering her head to avoid the disturbing gaze. There was no one else in the clinic. Except for hearing his breathing, it was a little quiet.

Dr. Wei suddenly woke up and quickly lowered his head to write on his notebook and asked, "Oh, by the way, you just said to do a brain biopsy, just do a spinal cord puncture and draw a little spinal cord?"

"That's what Uncle Zhao said." Hao Jia responded casually, but she was thinking about how to leave politely without hurting Dr. Wei's face.

"He's lying!" Dr. Wei raised his head with an unfathomable smile on his face. "Brain biopsy and spinal cord puncture are two completely different tests. Brain biopsy not only needs to take brain cells, but also drill holes in the skull, which is far from drawing spinal cord."

Hao Jia was shocked, and the idea of leaving suddenly disappeared. Dr. Wei drew on his head and said, "Usually, brain biopsy is to drill a small hole in the skull with a drill at this position, then pierce the brain tissue with a special hollow needle, and take a little brain cell for cell examination, which is completely different from drawing the spinal cord."

"Then why did Uncle Zhao and my father lie to me?" Hao Jia's mind was in chaos.

Dr. Wei shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe your condition is very serious. Usually, brain biopsy is performed for cases where tumors are found in the brain in CT, mainly to confirm the nature of the tumor. This examination has a certain risk and will leave a scar on the head, so it is rare to biopsy the brain that is completely normal in CT.

Hao Jia was suddenly scared to the extreme. Could it be that the CT examination found that there was a tumor, so she had to do a biopsy? In order to be afraid that I would be worried, did you tell me that the test results were completely normal?

"Come with me and I'll check it for you." Dr. Wei opened the door of the examination room. Hao Jia hesitated for a moment, and finally went in and lay down on the inspection table, waiting for Dr. Wei's examination. I can only hear him preparing the inspection tools aside, and I can see his busy shadow from the window glass of the medicine cabinet on one side.

A strange smell suddenly spread in the room, which Hao Jia once smelled during her father's operation. It was the smell of ether! Hao Jia looked through the window glass and saw Dr. Wei wearing a mask, soaking a bottle of ** on the ball of cotton in his hand, and then carefully covering the medicine bottle, so she hid the ball of cotton behind her and came over. Hao Jia suddenly realized her danger and jumped up from the inspection table and kicked Dr. Wei's crotch fiercely. Unexpectedly, Dr. Wei's crotch was kicked straight, and he couldn't help screaming in pain, holding his legs and retreating his waist. Hao Jia didn't know where the courage came from. He rushed up and kicked Wei Dahu's chin accurately, and immediately kicked him to the ground.

As soon as he opened the door of the examination room and escaped two steps, Hao Jia suddenly stopped again, picked up the marble paperweight on the outside desk and turned back, smashed him on the head of Dr. Wei, who was struggling to get up, and then grabbed his hair and shouted, "Is what you just said true?"

Dr. Wei was so painful that his teeth cracked, his head was smashed by marble paperweight, and blood flowed down his cheeks. It looked terrible. He moaned and asked, "What, what?"

"What you just said about drilling and opening the brain biopsy is true?" Hao Jia grabbed Dr. Wei's hair and asked. She was not afraid of the bloody situation in front of her. She just wanted to know whether what the unscrupulous doctor just said was true.

"Every sentence is true!" Dr. Wei completely lost the courage to resist under Hao Jia's sudden attack. He was afraid that the evil girl's high-heard paper would fall on his head again. He hurriedly added, "There is information about brain biopsy in the bookcase. If you don't believe it, go and have a look!"

Hao Jia threw away the paperweight, picked up the cotton that Dr. Wei fell on the ground and covered it on his mouth. In just a few seconds, the unscrupulous doctor collapsed to the ground and completely lost consciousness. Hao Jia threw away the cotton soaked in ether and secretly congratulated that she had escaped. I heard my father say that such a thing happened in the hospital before. Some bad doctors used ether, a rapid anesthetic to anesthetize patients**, but I didn't expect to encounter it today.

Throw away the cotton and came to the bookcase. Hao Jia quickly found the information about the brain biopsy. Seeing the illustrated instructions in the book, Hao Jia suddenly felt cold all over and confused.

When I left the clinic, it was completely dark, and it rained heavily outside. Hao Jia took off her rain-filled travel shoes and ran barefoot in the heavy rain