Chen Tianlin's words made Zhou Guihua, who was holding her child and crying guiltily, obviously stunned, and even felt a little unreal. She asked Chen Tianlin dubiously: "Professor Chen! Is what you said true?"

"Dr. Chen! I deeply sympathize with this lady's experience! At the same time, I am very touched by this child's understanding. I am willing to fund the child's treatment costs." Just as Zhou Guihua confirmed the news to Chen Tianlin

At that time, Alyssa on the side learned the ins and outs of the matter from the translator. While feeling moved, she expressed her willingness to support Zhou Guihua and her son.

Zhou Guihua was originally an English teacher. Naturally, she heard clearly what Alyssa said to Chen Tianlin. She didn't wait for Chen Tianlin to answer, and immediately replied gratefully: "Madam! First of all, on behalf of my child, thank you.

For your help, Professor Chen just said that there is a assistance fund in the hospital, and my child and I are eligible for assistance. We appreciate your kindness!"

Chen Tianlin on the side saw that Zhou Guihua could speak fluent English, and an expression of surprise appeared on his face again. He was very surprised to see Zhou Guihua refuse Alyssa's funding, and he blurted out: "Zhou Guihua."

Madam! I didn’t expect you to know English and speak it so fluently.”

Zhou Guihua heard Chen Tianlin's inquiry, stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her face, and replied gratefully: "Professor Chen! I graduated from Xishan Foreign Languages ​​College and am now an English teacher. Due to Ming Ming's illness, I had to suspend my salary.

Stay at your job and bring Mingming to Jiangcheng for medical treatment."

Chen Tianlin knows very well that teachers in this era are undoubtedly a poor profession. They are not at all like teachers after 2000, who can just take care of a few students and earn tens of thousands of yuan a month.

Considering that the other party has been suspended without pay and will definitely have no income for a long time in the future, Chen Tianlin thought about it for a moment and said to Zhou Guihua: "Teacher Zhou! I will arrange for a nurse to send the application form to you later. In addition,

During this period, many foreign doctors will visit our hospital, and our translators are far from enough. If you have nothing to do, you can work part-time in our hospital, and your salary can be calculated based on your time."

As a teacher, Zhou Guihua was not stupid. She knew that Chen Tianlin asked her to work part-time in the hospital to help the mother and son in disguise. She felt grateful to Chen Tianlin from the bottom of her heart and quickly refused: "Professor Chen! Never! No! The hospital will give you help."

The support provided by our mother and son is like reinventing the wheel for our family. If the hospital needs my help as a translator, you can contact me at any time, but I absolutely cannot charge money."

Chen Tianlin was naturally very clear about Zhou Guihua's thoughts, but he did not dwell on this issue and directly changed the subject and said: "Teacher Zhou! The child is very weak now because of three months of chemotherapy.

I will arrange for him to undergo auxiliary treatment within two or three days, and after five days, I will perform surgery on Mingming."

When Zhou Guihua heard Chen Tianlin's treatment plan, she quickly said gratefully: "Professor Chen! Our family is clearly entrusted to you!"

When Chen Tianlin heard Zhou Guihua's words, he smiled and said to Mingming who was lying on the hospital bed: "Mingming! You are the bravest one of the children my uncle has ever seen. Now, uncle will give you a few injections so that you won't feel the pain."

It’s uncomfortable.”

After more than three months of treatment, Huang Xiaoming was afraid of needles when he saw them, but he knew that if his disease could not be cured, his father and mother would feel uncomfortable. When he saw the long needle that Chen Tianlin took out from the needle box, even though he felt deep in his heart

He was full of fear, but he still replied in a sweet voice: "Uncle! As long as Ming Ming's disease can be cured, Ming Ming is not afraid of anything!"

Chen Tianlin gave Huang Xiaoming acupuncture. In addition to helping Huang Xiaoming relieve his pain, he also wanted to use acupuncture to extract mutated cells in Huang Xiaoming's body and prevent the cancer cells in Huang Xiaoming's body from deteriorating. After Chen Tianlin disinfected the silver needle with alcohol, he smiled.

He comforted the frightened Huang Xiaoming: "Obviously! Don't worry! Uncle's acupuncture won't hurt at all."

While talking, the silver needle in Chen Tianlin's hand had already been pierced into Huang Xiaoming's face, and then under the attention of many foreign doctors, Huang Xiaoming was given acupuncture.

Huang Xiaoming originally thought that acupuncture would be painful, but he didn't feel any pain at all. The pain on his face seemed to have weakened a lot. He, who was originally full of fear of acupuncture, finally lost his fear and used the peripheral vision of his eyes.

Look at the silver needle stuck in his face.

Chen Tianlin took advantage of acupuncture to extract all the mutated cells from Huang Xiaoming's body, and then removed the silver needles inserted in Huang Xiaoming's face one by one. He smiled and praised Huang Xiaoming: "You are obviously a brave child, but do you still feel uncomfortable now?

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Because all the mutated cells were extracted, Huang Xiaoming, who had been tortured by the disease for three months, felt unprecedentedly relaxed and happily replied: "Uncle! Mingming's face really doesn't hurt anymore! Thank you, uncle!"

Although these doctors present had not seen Chen Tianlin's acupuncture techniques for the first time, Huang Xiaoming's reaction, as oncologists, they all knew very well the pain Burkitt's lymphoma would cause to children.

As a result, Chen Tianlin helped the child relieve his pain with just more than ten minutes of acupuncture.

"Mom! I'm so hungry! Mom wants to eat!" Just when doctors from all over the world were shocked by the scene before them, Huang Xiaoming, who was lying on the bed, suddenly shouted that he was hungry.

Since the child got sick, the torture the child has experienced in the past three months has made Zhou Guihua see it in her eyes and feel pain in her heart. Now when she sees that her face does not hurt, Zhou Guihua sheds tears of joy and subconsciously thinks

I want to thank Chen Tianlin, but then Huang Xiaoming suddenly shouted that he was hungry. Zhou Guihua thought that she heard wrongly, and quickly asked Huang Xiaoming: "Obviously! What did you just say? Are you really hungry?"

When Huang Xiaoming heard Zhou Guihua's question, he subconsciously nodded his bloated little head and replied: "Mom! I'm obviously really hungry and I want to eat!"

After the child started chemotherapy, Huang Xiaoming vomited whatever he ate, and even became a little anorexic. Once upon a time, like today, he took the initiative to express that he was hungry, which made Zhou Guihua happily reply: "Obviously! Mom will buy you something to eat later."

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"Teacher Zhou! With Huang Xiaoming's condition, it's not suitable to eat greasy food now, so be it! I'll make a call to the Medicinal Diet Shop. Before the operation, Mingming's meals will be arranged by the Medicinal Diet Shop, so you don't have to prepare special meals for Mingming.
Chapter completed!