In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 365 Treatment Plan and Examination

The next day, Yu Dawei met Manager Wang's friend at the entrance of Xiehe Hospital. The friend was also Wang Zhuo's high school classmate, from Qingxian County, so he and Yu Dawei were from the same hometown.

With plenty of time before their shifts, the two chatted for a while longer at the hospital entrance.

The woman's name is Bo Xiao, she is 28 years old and works in the gynecology department of Xiehe Hospital. She frankly says that she is an ordinary doctor, but she is currently working hard to become an associate chief physician.

Because Yu Dawei and the other person grew up in the same area, just in different towns, they had a lot in common.

Bo Xiao is also a cheerful person. When she speaks, she always raises the corners of her mouth and smiles, as if she is under the warm sunshine.

Before long, it was time for work. Bo Xiao took Yu Dawei and Da Feng to the neurosurgery department and successfully found Professor Zhang, whom Dr. Bo Xiao had mentioned before.

"Professor Zhang, this is the fellow villager I mentioned yesterday who came to see my sister, Yu Dawei." Bo Xiao pushed open the door and saw the old man pouring water from a thermos. She introduced him with a smile.

"Professor Zhang, hello." As soon as Yu Dawei stepped in, he saw an elderly man with a full head of white hair turn around and look at him.

"Hello, please have a seat. Let me pour you some water." Professor Zhang then took out a few cups from the metal cabinet next to him. "I heard about your situation from Xiao Bo a few days ago. Your timing is perfect. I might be going to the south next month."

Yu Dawei had already heard Bo Xiao say that when he was at the gate.

Professor Zhang is not only an attending physician in the Department of Oncology Surgery at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, but also a professor at two medical universities in the north and south of China. He is a well-known figure in the Chinese medical community.

Despite his full head of white hair, Professor Zhang was only fifty years old. Yu Dawei's first impression of him was that he looked very tired and exhausted. He must have done a lot of academic research for Chinese medicine.

Yu Dawei didn't know much about the medical field, but he could subconsciously imagine the other person racking their brains.

"Professor Zhang, I still have patients to see, so I'll be leaving now." Bo Xiao waved to Professor Zhang, then turned back to Yu Dawei and said, "Professor Zhang only sees two patients a day, so you should cherish this time. Try to get Fengfeng to do all the necessary tests this morning. I won't stay with you anymore."

"Okay, thanks again." Yu Dawei shook hands with the cheerful girl and watched her disappear through the door.

"Dawei, right? I'd like to know more about your sister's current situation first." Professor Zhang handed each of them a glass of water, then casually picked up a folding table and chair from the side, and sat down opposite them with a notebook and pen.

"Okay." Yu Dawei looked at Da Feng, who was a little nervous, and gently patted her shoulder. "Girl, just answer whatever Professor Zhang asks you."

"Mmm." Yu Feng placed her hands between her legs, looked up at the doctor, and said, "Professor Zhang, please ask."

"Hehe. Don't be nervous, young lady. It's just a simple medical check-up." Professor Zhang gently raised his brown-rimmed eyelid with his right hand and began to ask, "How old are you?"

"I am 20 years old this year (by Chinese reckoning) and 19 years old this year (by Western reckoning)."

Professor Zhang nodded and began filling out the form: "When did I start having headaches?"

"I've had occasional headaches since I was a child, but they weren't frequent when I was little, maybe once or twice a year, maybe two or three more times." Yu Feng frowned slightly, as if trying hard to recall.

Yu Dawei glanced at Dafeng and added to Professor Zhang, who had white hair, "When she was little, she cried a lot. Later, my parents took her to see a doctor. They knew that there seemed to be something in her brain when she was very young. Later, it was confirmed that it was indeed a tumor. This should be considered congenital, right?"

Professor Zhang's expression turned serious upon hearing this. He nodded subconsciously, then looked up and explained, "Brain tumors are generally divided into primary and metastatic types. Of course, there are exceptions like your sister's case, but as long as it remains benign, the risk of surgery will be very low, and the success rate will naturally be high."

“So, young lady, you don’t need to be nervous,” Professor Zhang said, adding a reassuring remark before asking, “Have you been experiencing more headaches over the years?”

“Yes, before I was fourteen or fifteen, I probably had fewer headaches, but after that it became more and more frequent.” Yu Feng wanted to tell him about fainting while working in Hohhot, but she was afraid that her older brother would worry too much, so she added tactfully, “When I was working at the farm, I would have headaches two or three times a day. In the hot weather, it wasn’t just pain, but also nausea.”

Professor Zhang nodded calmly, and then continued to record something on the form.

"How many brothers are there in your family?" Professor Zhang turned to Yu Dawei and asked again.

“There are five of us. I’m the eldest, and she’s the third,” Yu Dawei said. “There’s also a second child in the middle who’s in college. All of us siblings are in good health; none of us have this disease.”

Professor Zhang nodded: "What about your parents' health?"

“There’s nothing wrong with her, but because my mom had five children, she has a lot of health problems, like high blood pressure, high blood sugar, and heart disease…” Yu Dawei said, a little saddened. If his mom hadn’t done all the housework in the early years, she wouldn’t have developed so many illnesses. Back then, his father had to go to work in town during the day, leaving his mom to raise five children alone.

"Okay, I'll order a full-body checkup first to rule out the risk of metastatic tumors, and then I'll focus on some brain examinations." Professor Zhang said, getting up and sitting back at his desk, writing down a lot of forms. "Regardless of whether surgery is ultimately needed, I recommend that you do these examinations, so that we can roughly determine the extent of the brain tumor's development."

"No problem, Professor Zhang, I'll take my sister to pay the bill in a bit." Yu Dawei naturally knew that since he was at the hospital, he couldn't be afraid to spend money. Saying things like he was worried about the money would only annoy the doctor.

"Here's the examination report. There aren't many people here this morning, so the report should be ready quickly. Just show it to me then." Professor Zhang handed the report to the two of them.
"Okay." Yu Dawei thought for a moment, then turned to look at Da Feng, "Take the form and wait for me at the door."

Da Feng didn't ask why, took the form, nodded, and turned to walk out the door.

After Da Feng left, Yu Dawei asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Professor Zhang, I would like to know how much a brain tumor surgery usually costs."

"That depends on the condition of your sister's tumor. Whether it's benign or malignant, and its location, all of these factors determine the treatment costs." Professor Zhang looked up at Yu Dawei and asked curiously, "What do you do back in your hometown?"

"Car repair." Yu Dawei smiled. "Excavators, road rollers, all kinds of construction vehicles."

Professor Zhang was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, but then, seeing that this man was tall, broad-shouldered, and strong, it didn't seem so out of place for him to be in the car repair industry.

"I'm fine now, Professor Zhang. I'll take my sister to get her checked out." Yu Dawei nodded to Professor Zhang and turned to leave the office.

"Okay, come over anytime when you're done. I'll be working in the office this morning."

Yu Dawei responded, turned around, opened the door, and took Dafeng downstairs to begin the examination.

The examination didn't take long; the two spent most of their time waiting for the results. During that time, Yu Dawei also took Dafeng around the hospital.

The hospital is said to have been established in 1921, and many of its buildings have retained their original antique architectural style. However, while walking along the road, you can occasionally see construction sites and a multi-purpose building under construction.

After the two of them strolled around the hospital for a while, the test results came out, even faster than expected. They wondered if it was because they had seen Professor Zhang.

When Dawei returned to Professor Zhang's office with the report and films, Professor Zhang stared at them for a long time, but his expression remained calm and composed.

"Hmm..." Professor Zhang lowered his head, holding his glasses with his right hand to prevent them from slipping down, and finally looked up and smiled at Yu Dawei and the other person, "Not bad, right? If surgery is performed, the chances of successfully removing the tumor are still very high."

When Professor Zhang spoke, his gaze was not on Da Feng, but on Yu Dawei.

Yu Dawei roughly guessed Professor Zhang's thoughts and was about to speak to send Dafeng away.

Then Da Feng spoke up first: "Brother, I need to go to the restroom first. You can talk to Professor Zhang first."

A hint of surprise flashed in Professor Zhang's eyes. He hadn't expected this girl to be so clever. He had only glanced at Dawei once, and she had already wisely decided to leave.

"Okay, you can go ahead then." Yu Dawei didn't say much, after all, he didn't know what Professor Zhang was going to say to him next.

But it doesn't feel like good news.

Da Feng smiled at her elder brother, then turned and left.

There are toilets on every floor of the hospital. Da Feng headed straight to the right and walked quickly until she opened the small toilet stall, went inside, and closed the latch. The smile that had been on her face just moments before vanished.

Her body, neither fat nor thin, leaned against the door, her fists clenched tightly. She tried to calm herself down, but she still couldn't stop her hands from trembling.

"How bad is the news..." Dafeng looked up at the white checkered ceiling above her head, biting her lower lip slightly with her upper teeth, and could even clearly hear the "thump thump thump" of her heartbeat.

The office of the attending neurosurgeon.

Professor Zhang placed the images on the screen and pointed at them with his pen: "This child's illness has been delayed for a while. Judging from the images, the best time for the surgery should have been when she was fifteen or sixteen years old. Considering the growth cycle of this tumor, the success rate of the surgery should have been highest before that time."

(End of this chapter)