One of the worst things about cancer patients is that they seem to be unable to get rid of the symbol of cancer for the rest of their lives. Post-cancer follow-up is equivalent to reminding the patient every time that you are not far away from the shadow of death.
"What's wrong?" Observing that the patient's expression was wrong, Tao Zhijie's voice became warmer, "Are there any difficulties? You can tell us and see if we can solve it."
"I've been quite busy lately."
"I know that you have to take care of your mother and your sister in our hospital. In this way, I will arrange a time for you to come to the hepatobiliary surgery department of the inpatient department to come to me directly without coming to the outpatient department. This will save you time." Tao Zhijie said, directly This matter is settled.
Sometimes the doctor's attitude must be tougher, and the patient cannot be left to take chances. Patients like this who avoid coming to the hospital for review always appear in those who are busy and young. It just so happens that Li Yaxi is a bit of both, and it's too easy to make the mistake.
Disease does not exist as long as people pretend not to see it. Only when abnormalities are detected early, doctors can quickly take remedial measures.
Li Yaxi didn¡¯t dare to quibble and find other excuses.
He Xiangyu, who was standing by, remembered what junior sister Xie Wanying said: Senior Brother Tao was top-notch in managing patients.
The voice of the campus radio began to announce the next competition: "The upcoming event on the sandy area east of the track and field field is the high jump preliminaries and finals¡ª¡ª"
High jump! Brother Nanhui's game.
Li Yaxi¡¯s eyes opened wide, and scenes from her childhood seemed to appear in front of her eyes. When she was in elementary school, her mother took her to cheer for Nan Hui's brother's games.
With a quick step, she ran forward.
The other two people saw this and followed her back to the stadium.
At the high jump competition site, the referee put the ruler on the ground and measured the height at several points on the crossbar. After determining the starting height of the first round, the referee announced: "The first round is 1.6 meters. You can choose to jump or give up."
The entire audience was in an uproar.
Some contestants¡¯ faces turned pale.
How high is 1.6 meters? The human eye sees the horizontal poles: this height is comparable to that of some short adults, and it is difficult for ordinary people to hope to jump over it.
¡°There is no way, there are too many high jumpers in our country.¡±
¡°I remember that I jumped a few meters for last year¡¯s championship.¡±
People in the surrounding capital said this, and people from the National Association anxiously helped Dai to find out who was last year¡¯s champion.
Cao Zhao stood beside his younger brother and quarreled: "My uncle said he would come to compete."
"Really?" Cao Yong didn't quite believe it.
"It's definitely coming. He comes here every year, and he likes this project." Cao Zhao said in a lazy tone, which confirmed that Cao Zhao was not the only one in the Cao family who loved playing.
When I heard that Uncle Zhai participated in the high jump, Xie Wanying admired her in her heart. She only remembered that Uncle Zhai was in his forties.
Before the start of the competition, Guodu Campus Radio introduced the glorious high jump history of his school: "Our school has repeatedly seen outstanding high jumpers. For example, our school's high jump record holder, Professor Zhai Yunsheng, has been a consistent winner in our school's sports events since he was a student. , represented our school in the University Games several times and won the high jump championship, second and third place in the University Staff Games. This year, he will once again represent the Fangze Staff Team in the competition. Let us wait and see the wonderful performance that Mr. Zhai brings to us."
After this broadcast came out, it was not only Xie who was frightened, but also the teachers of the same age who were most stimulated.