Chapter 90: His Secret

Ciyan Qin was the chief of neurosurgery at the First Hospital of Yanzhou University.

For a doctor, at that time he was still very young, 45 years old, it is the stage of accumulation, dare to fight and dare to break through. He can do the surgery that other doctors can't do, and dare to take the cases that ordinary doctors dare not touch.

At that time in Yanzhou, he was already regarded by patients and doctors as the number one surgeon outside of China.

But no different from Ciyan Qin at 60, the 45-year-old Professor Qin has long been the "less disciplined" one.

Despite the fact that Qingcheng Xie was an orphan, his family registration and medical insurance were not in Yanzhou, and his injuries were so severe, he took on the case with the same determination as he did with Beihai Yi's mother, and took on the case for Qingcheng Xie.

The most serious injuries were to his legs and spine, and the nerves in his spine were almost completely destroyed.

Qingcheng Xie was unable to move, lying in an ICU bed with tubes and incisions all over his body. He woke up in a dream and heard the family members who came to visit the patient in another bed around him saying -

"How pathetic ......"

"It's so bad, there's not a good piece of flesh anywhere on the body."

"I heard that his parents are dead, there are no other adult relatives that can be contacted, medical bills are still paid by Professor Qin in advance."

"Professor Qin is such a good man."

"Who says it is not, but if you ask me, this child is living is suffering, even if saved is a paralyzed, it is better to remove the oxygen tube to get rid of ...... really, I am not unconscionable, I am thinking of our old man lung cancer dying before the month, lying can not lie, every breath takes a The body's strength, so live too painful ......"

The swaying drip bottle in front of my eyes and the sound waves of the monitor dripping in my ears.

Qingcheng Xie woke up briefly and went back to sleep for a long time, trying very hard to stay awake for a while because he was afraid he would never be able to open his eyes again.

And every time he fell into a deep sleep, his subconscious struggled, trying to pull his soul back from the Yellow Springs by force of will.

"I don't want to die ......"

His dry lips were opening and closing repeatedly, and he couldn't stop murmuring.

When he finally woke up once, he saw a middle-aged doctor at his bedside - doctors in isolation suits all look alike - but that day, he raised his eyes and the figure checking on his condition came straight into his eyes, and as if blessed, he wailed - -He said...

"Dr. Qin ......"

The doctor froze, his masked face turned, his compassionate eyes meeting desperate ones.

Qingcheng Xie had never met Ciyan Qin, he had only heard about his primary care physician in his brief lucid moments, but at this moment, the first time he saw this man, he knew it had to be him.

The mortal who is as steadfast as a rock, as compassionate as the earth, holding down the line of death and pulling against it.

The teenager stared at him in a daze, trying to reach out, trying to move, but how can not do.

He looked and looked, tears flowed down his scarred face.

"Dr. Qin, save me ...... can you save me ...... I don't want to die yet ......"

"I can't die yet ......"

The young man's voice is like a milk cat dying under serious injury, so miserable and pitiful, but that pity, but also seems to penetrate some ordinary terminally ill patients do not have something.

Ciyan Qin's heart was hit hard by exactly that kind of thing.

He sensed that the teenager's last words were "can't" and no longer "don't want to".

But he didn't think much about it for a while. He was worried about the patient's deteriorating condition and was busy reassuring him, "It's okay, son, it's okay. You must think of yourself to live well, the rest you leave to me. There is still me, son, I will protect you. I will save you."

He held Qingcheng Xie's cold hand--

Qingcheng Xie suddenly closed his eyes, tears flowing into the pillow.

"I will protect you."

"And me. ......"

The child's hand was held by the man's hand, like a father coming back to earth from the pouring rain, holding his son who was still struggling for an answer in the human world.

How long has it been ......

Qingcheng Xie was in a trance, remembering the day he was informed by Jingfeng Zheng's group that something had happened to his parents, and then followed the police car to the scene.

The crime site is very close to the school, he arrived, the forensics has not yet the body killed forensics good, Jingfeng Zheng originally asked them to cover the body with a white cloth first, but they arrived, the forensics has not had time to do this step.

So Qingcheng Xie saw the bodies of his parents with his own eyes, their crushed bodies, their broken shoulder straps.

He really understood in that moment, shockingly saw - his mother and father, is really gone.

Never come back.

He lost control, went crazy, and broke down in tears in front of people, even though he was prevented from jumping over by his parents' colleagues.

That was the last time he had the weakness that belongs to a child in front of the broken remains of his parents.

Later, Qingcheng Xie never cried like this again.

Even at the cremation, even at the pathos of the funeral when he said goodbye to the remains of his parents, he never shed a tear again.

Because he knew that there were no more elders in their family.

From then on, in front of all the suffering, torture, danger ...... and even death in the world, the first one to stand up and face is him, he is the biggest one in the family, he has to protect the people behind him.

Until this moment, Qingcheng Xie seemed to have finally received a moment of mercy from heaven, as if he could be that thirteen-year-old child again, and his tears kept falling down his face.

--After six months, after Dad left, someone finally held his hand like this and said a real word to him, who was actually only 13 years old--

"I will protect you."

Qingcheng Xie choked up between the pain and helplessness, and called out softly, "Dad ......"

"Are you back ......"

"Can you not go ...... don't go out ...... it's raining outside ......"

"It's raining so hard, Dad ...... you and Mom don't go ...... you don't go ......"

"Please, please ......"

"Go Home ......"

After hearing these words, Ciyan Qin's body suddenly stiffened for some reason, and Qingcheng Xie murmured in a blur and gradually fell into unconsciousness again - he did not see Ciyan Qin's eyes moisten at that moment.

On the eve of New Year's Eve that year, Qingcheng Xie's condition suddenly and dramatically deteriorated after a miraculous struggle for more than 10 days.

Before he was wheeled to the resuscitation room, he stared in awe at the flashing night scene outside the walkway.

It's snowing in Yanzhou.

Goose feathers so big snow drifting, he used to be in Jiangnan, never seen such a white snow.

"My sister's name is Xue Xie ......," he murmured, "and she's only five years old, a little bit older ...... "

After this surgery, Qingcheng Xie's life was saved for the time being, but Yanda University Hospital did not believe that the child should be allowed to continue treatment here.

This is a patient who could die at any moment.

He should go home, dying in another country is not too good an ending.

Of course - other reasons are also there, just in the end are not as crowning as this one.

Ciyan Qin, although well-known, but at that time he did not get to the point where he could exclude the public, and finally the leaders of the hospital talked to him, saying that it was debatable, but in fact it was already set to die the end.

Qingcheng Xie was forcibly transferred out of Yan University Annex I. Ciyan Qin contacted a local acquaintance in Huzhou and had him admitted to a private hospital.

On the day he was admitted to the hospital, Ciyan Qin was with him the whole time.

I don't know what made him pay so much attention to this child. Perhaps this child's willpower was too strong, so strong that Ciyan Qin felt admiration, or perhaps his suffering was so pitiful that Professor Qin felt more compassion than before, or perhaps it was Qingcheng Xie's mournful cry for his father before he fell into a coma that reminded him that he himself was a father.

If one day he is gone and his daughter stays on this earth and encounters something like this, how heartbroken will he be watching from heaven?

And then or ......

He did not think about it, because the teenager suddenly called him -

"Professor Qin."

"Can I still live ......" In a private hospital in Huzhou, Qingcheng Xie was lying on a hospital bed with such thick bedding covering such a thin body that the ripples on the surface could not be seen.

The young man was so thin that he was almost deformed, and his whole body was gray and emaciated.

Only the dark eyes, still so bright, looked straight at him -

"I don't want to leave my sister an orphan."

"......"

"I don't want her to go live in an orphanage ......"

"......"

"You save me ...... no matter what it takes ......"

"Please ......"

After struggling for many days, Ciyan Qin finally made up his mind that he would take a risk and do something.

Almost no one knew about the incident except him and Qingcheng Xie, and even Ciyan Qin's wife and daughter were kept in the dark.

-- Ciyan Qin While in the United States, I met many of the leading geeks in the medical sciences.

One of his old classmates, with whom he has a close personal relationship, is a researcher at a life science institute in the United States, responsible for the scientific work on cell regeneration.

Cellular regeneration is a mountain to overcome when it comes to overcoming disease and death. And that old classmate, while strolling through the streets of Brooklyn with Ciyan Qin, once made a poignant remark -

"We're exploring that path farther than any institution in any country, ever."

At that time, the old student wanted to keep Ciyan Qin in the United States to work with them, and they had a very good medical worker in their team, but the researcher died in an experimental accident a few years ago.

His position was filled by other people, but they were all slightly less competent. The old classmate therefore wanted to extend an olive branch to Ciyan Qin, but Ciyan Qin did not like this kind of overly radical and risky scientific research, and declined the offer several times. The old classmate regretted, but still requested Ciyan Qin to visit one of the company's laboratories before he left.

In that lab, there were patients who suffered from malignant diseases and volunteered for drug trials, and Ciyan Qin did see the amazing restorative power of the special agent called RN-13 on the patients.

When he leaned down to carefully check the effect of skin regeneration after using RN-13 in a patient with severe burns, his old classmate smiled and asked him, "What about it, change your mind? Maybe this drug can change the history of human medicine. Old Qin, you are such a good person, you don't want to be a doctor for the rest of your life."

Ciyan Qin pushed up his glasses and straightened up as he looked at the apparently homeless subject, then said, "...... I don't really like this ...... way you guys are doing it. Although maybe in your state, this kind of experiment is legal. But you know me."

He also smiled politely with his old classmates, "I'm just a coward, an ordinary person. I prefer to honestly follow the rules in developing and using drugs, and it's hard for me to be an ...... how do you say, innovator like you guys?"

"I'm sorry, but this is my last option."

--

Yu He's face had changed when he heard RN-13.

It was the same drug Zhishu Lv had taken to stay alive when she was pregnant. Jiwei He told him that this drug was indeed developed for cell regeneration, and that in a way it could be considered a miracle drug for living dead people. But modern medicine has not yet advanced to this point, and RN-13 has serious instabilities and dangers; it has not been ethically validated, has not been extensively tested on animals, and there is a lack of cases of human consumption.

After taking RN-13, Zhishu Lv began to lose her appearance, her temperament changed, and her child was severely affected, and Yu He was born with a neurological defect, and when she grew older, she was confirmed to have a rare form of psychiatric Ebola. These are the consequences of RN-13.

Yu He couldn't help but ask Qingcheng Xie: "Are you ...... you also ......"

"No normal person can get back on their feet, scars healed, looks restored, cells regenerated after a car accident like that." Qingcheng Xie said, "-and yes, Ciyan Qin broke his own rules to save me-he asked those United States people for a full dose of RN- 13 ......"

In the pale cold light, he slowly closed his eyes.

"And I took all the medicine."

"You served RN-13--?! Then you ...... that you ......" Yu He's voice was trembling, "Did you ...... "

The words of Jiwei He once said once again came to Yu He's ears:

"RN13 is destined to be an immature drug that is too ambitious for the proposition of cellular regeneration, the ultimate challenge to human disease, which is simply impossible to achieve with current medical technology. It does have a strong restorative effect, reversing even failing organs and saving patients. But its side effects are also evident in you and your mother."

"This all inevitably happened despite the fact that the pharmacist at the time gave you very small doses and used them carefully."

"Your disease is caused by RN-13."

Yu He suddenly turned straight from the water, clutching Qingcheng Xie's arm, they were then only the last half a meter or so from the dome.

One step away from death.

And it was in front of this step that Qingcheng Xie was finally willing to tell him the truth.

Yu He felt the marrow of his bones freeze, but not because of the imminent death, his pupils contracted tightly -

"You ......"

Qingcheng Xie still had his eyes closed, he did not look at Yu He's face, his forehead hair was stained with crystal drops of water, one drop of water fell from the end of his eyes.

Falling to wet sideburns.

Qingcheng Xie said, "I was the one who used the maximum dose of RN-13. In the domestic case, #1, #2, #3, and you ......4 have all been more or less affected by this drug and become mentally distorted ...... but Yu He , have you ever thought that there is one case missing. All disease cases are not coded from #1, there will be a case #0. Even though I was not the first to use RN-13, I was the first to give the full course of treatment as they asked."

It is like a giant mountain collapsing, rocks rolling down, the earth cracking and the sky collapsing.

Yu He's pupils contracted tightly, and Qingcheng Xie's words seemed to come from a faraway place--

"Like you, I am a sufferer of mental Ebola disease. The only person in the country who is still alive and in full control of his mental state and has overcome the disease mentally. My number is, Beginning."

Yu He suddenly lost his color: "You are - the first emperor?!!!"