In the anime love simulation, the scam of 10 billion

The male doctor in front of him stopped and chatted with his colleague next to him for a few words. He then obtained a booklet wrapped in plastic film and handed it to Nagasaki Motoyo.

In terms of height and temperament, Nagasaki Suyo looks like a family member such as the patient's sister, while the smaller Mutsu looks more like the patient's younger sister.

"This is?"

"After reviewing the health checkup report, go to the Cardiology Department to see Dr. Nakamura. She will explain the details to you."

The male doctor answered Nagasaki Suyo's question and turned away without looking back.

Nagasaki Suyo looked at the booklet in her hand, which contained all the information about Nagasaki Yushin's physical body. The answer to what caused him to faint and be hospitalized was in it.

She became very nervous. This thin booklet was like a Pandora's box that contained a demon. Once it was opened, something bad would happen.

Mu next to her did not urge her, and Nagasaki Suyo was not the only one who was nervous.

For a doctor, the greatest ruthlessness is compassion. But humans are not plants or trees, so who can be heartless? Not to mention that the patient is her beloved one. She couldn't help but have difficulty breathing.

Nagasaki Suyo took a deep breath. She was his mother, and no one was more qualified than her to face the fate of her adopted son.

She gently tore open the plastic surface with her painted nails. The moment she touched the booklet, her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but tremble. A sour feeling came over her.

Mu noticed that her face was solemn, with beads of sweat on her forehead, and the hesitation in her eyes was clearly captured by Mu.

"Let me do it."

"No, maybe I'm overreacting a bit. I'll have to face it sooner or later."

The words of the people around her made her determined. She adjusted her mindset, showed a determined look, and first turned over a corner of the booklet. There was no information, so she opened the first page with a desperate mentality.

Nagasaki Suyo's pupils dilated for a moment, the unbelievable fact was in front of her, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.

She found that she couldn't understand it!

The densely packed data and projects presented made her dizzy and confused. She couldn't tell what impact high data would have, or what harm low data would have.

She thought about it and decided that everyone has their own expertise, so she decided to let Xiao Mu take a look.

"Xiao Mu, what do these data mean? I don't understand them."

Nagasaki Suyo weighed the booklet and looked at her favorite student from the Faculty of Medicine of the University of Tokyo, wanting the expert to tell her what the data actually meant.

"Xiao Mu?" She looked at her future daughter-in-law who turned her head away in surprise.

When Mu opened the first page in Nagasaki Sushi, he glanced at a few report data and then looked away, not daring to look any further. His heart was like a kite with a broken string, losing the support of the wind, falling straight down and shattered into pieces.

An ostrich? She wasn't sure if this was a sign of cowardice, but at least, having not seen everything, she still held onto a glimmer of hope.

Although being a doctor in science and engineering is very tiring, it actually suits her taste. Right is right, wrong is wrong, and facts will not be affected by emotions. The brain can accommodate not only love, hate, and emotions, but also mathematics. The objective and cold rational thinking of engineering has an indescribable romance, which complements her indifferent personality.

Now she has lost all her rationality and only has emotion left. Emotion reminds her not to finish reading the first page, otherwise Nagasaki Yushin's fate will become unfortunate.

"Even within the same cardiovascular department, there are many branches. I'm not very familiar with them. I'd better ask Dr. Nakamura he mentioned for details."

She told a little lie, just like the warden informing the prisoner on death row that it was raining today and the guns at the shooting range got damp and jammed. Anyway, everything was going wrong, so the execution would be postponed.

"Is that so? Well, let's go find her together."

Nagasaki Sushi had no doubt that Xiaomu had a high credibility score and rarely cheated people. People in the industry all said so, so it must be true.

She casually flipped through the report at the back. The whole booklet was only five or six pages long, and she finished it in a few seconds. There was also a page with pictures of the film, which she couldn't understand. She had never heard of the terms in the annotations before. Is this the high wall of academia?

Forget it, just leave it to an authoritative doctor to explain.

All the tension she needed to feel had just been resolved, and Nagasaki Suyo felt a little drained. She dragged her tired body and followed the map drawn above her head to find Dr. Nakamura's office.

Xiao Mu no longer walked side by side with Nagasaki Suyo. He deliberately lagged behind her by one step and then caught up. Ms. Nagasaki saw their interaction, and she sighed and followed.

“You have to queue up.”

Nagasaki Suyo looked at the green light outside Dr. Nakamura's office and found a seat to sit down.

Her plump body leaned against the cold chair, holding the medical examination report booklet and her mobile phone, intending to use the Internet to look up the meaning of the terms on it while waiting.

Mu and Ms. Nagasaki sat down next to her, one on each side, and the three of them waited patiently for the names on the electronic display to change. Changji Youxin's name was third.

Mu glanced at Su Shi's profile. Her face still showed her admiration for doctors. It was a firm belief in modern medicine. She felt that as long as she stepped into the hospital, any illness, big or small, could be cured. It was just a matter of how much money she spent. But for herself, who actually worked in this industry, she realized after studying medicine that many diseases were incurable.

It was a long wait, and all three of them were experiencing unimaginable suffering. The pungent smell of disinfectant alcohol was everywhere. Other patients were talking in low voices with their families, and everyone had helpless expressions on their faces.

Whether you are a famous rich man or a beggar on the street, there is no difference in the face of death. This is the fairness that everyone can enjoy without any impurities.

There is no energy to argue with others, no conspiracy or deception. All the mundane troubles in the world can be easily put down in the face of life and death. Once you have overcome it, you can talk about the future. If you can't overcome it, then your mediocre life will eventually come to an abrupt end.

"Xiangzi is right. It's really not advisable to see a doctor online. How can you take the advice of these half-baked doctors seriously? Everyone has cancer. I won't see any more doctors. They're all scams!"

Nagasaki Suyo muttered this, turned off the screen and did not continue to check. The more she read, the more she felt that the online doctor was exaggerating and was mumbling things that she did not like to hear.

Su Shi threw the booklet to Mu, and she took it. The cover of the booklet was a little darker and a little damp. Was it the sweat from Su Shi's hands?

Mu clenched the health experience report in her hand without opening it. With her level of knowledge, if she took a few more glances, she would easily understand the severity of her lover's illness.

Regardless of the condition, as for the cause, she thought it was most likely something that happened during the time she was assigned abroad that led to this sudden accident.

The ruthless face of the director of the nursing department flashed through her mind, and resentment quietly grew. If Youxin was by her side and under her care, how could he have had an accident? He deserved to die.

She shouldn't have agreed to this. She used a stun gun to knock Youxin unconscious, took him into a small dark room where he couldn't leave until the seed was successfully conceived, and only let him show up when the wedding was held. What about saving the dying and the wounded, what about loving the world? To hell with it! Loving her alone was enough!

With a ding, an electronic sound spread through the small radio, and it was finally the turn of Nagasaki Yushin's family.

"Let's go!" Nagasaki Suyo stood up like a spring.

She walked in front without hesitation, followed closely by Mu. When they reached Ms. Nagasaki, Dr. Nakamura called out, "Two family members are enough. Not all of them need to come in."

Mu closed the door politely. As a doctor, the most troublesome thing is that patients and their families do not have the awareness to close the door. The doctor has to remind them to avoid the communication with the patient being seen or heard by outsiders. The patient's privacy must be respected.

Dr. Nakamura is an elderly female doctor with a haggard face and fluffy short hair parted in a 7:3 ratio. Her old-fashioned oval glasses cannot hide the sharpness in her eyes, which is the result of examining countless patients.

She looked up at the two of them, her gaze lingering on Mu's face for a moment before asking, "Excuse me, are you Dr. Mu from the Tokyo University Hospital?"

Mu looked at her in surprise. She hadn't expected that her reputation had become so great that it was known to doctors in other hospitals.

"Yes, I am." Mu had no difficulty admitting it, so he acknowledged the identity directly.

Seeing that the girl in front of her was the legendary genius girl, Dr. Nakamura's eyes suddenly became complicated. The name of Dr. Mu had been circulating in the circle for a while. Although she was young, her level and experience were almost catching up with those old doctors like them. She didn't expect to meet her here in person, and she was a junior who might work with her in the future.

The question is, what is the relationship between the patient and the doctor? She only heard of her reputation, but had no idea about her interpersonal relationships.

Dr. Nakamura clattered away on his keyboard, entering some necessary patient information. Then he swung his chair around to face the two of them and casually asked, "What's your relationship to the patient?"

"I am Youxin's mother, and Xiaomu is Youxin's future wife."

Nagasaki Suyo quickly answered her question, even though she didn't know what the question meant, but the doctor asked it, which meant she had a deeper meaning.

Mu's face suddenly tensed up when he heard this question. Asking this question right away meant that the situation was not good, and the other party had to choose their words carefully so as not to irritate the patient's family.

After learning about their identities, Dr. Nakamura frowned, put down his pen, looked at some documents, and sighed.

"Mr. Nagasaki's current condition is not suitable for treatment in the hospital. It would be better for him to go home."

Nagasaki Suyo was stunned. This sentence confused her. What did he mean by going home? Did he mean that it was nothing serious and he would be discharged soon, saving a bed? Or was he worried that he couldn't afford the treatment and was politely rejecting her?

She glanced at Mu who was standing next to her. The other party said nothing and remained silent. Mu had obviously been a doctor, so why didn't he say anything?

When it comes to the life and health of her adopted son, Nagasaki Suyo does not want to deal with it hastily. Moreover, 90% of the diseases in the world are caused by poverty. She is very confident that she can afford the price to make all doctors do their best for Nagasaki Yushin.

She asked cautiously, "Doctor Nakamura, excuse me, does the treatment cost a lot of money?"

Dr. Nakamura was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that the patient's mother didn't understand the implication of her words and misunderstood them as something else.

The point was, if Nagasaki Suyo didn't understand, did Doctor Mu also not understand? That shouldn't be the case. She glanced at Miss Mu, the so-called genius doctor, who seemed to be standing there in a daze.

After organizing her words, she continued, "Of course there will be expenses. If you want treatment, you need money. Perhaps this amount of money is far beyond your family's ability to afford. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, I understand. My family is well off financially, so there's no need to worry about that." Nagasaki Suyo answered hesitantly.

Mu, who saw the whole scene, pursed his lips. The business genius and queen of wealth in Ms. Nagasaki's mouth never had to ask outsiders for help, but in the small consulting room, she also had such a humble side. She spoke in a low voice, afraid of saying something wrong and angering the doctor in front of her. There was only awe and respect for Nakamura in her eyes.

"Bottomless pit." Dr. Nakamura felt a little headache. The other party seemed to have not understood at all. He nodded again, hoping that she would not hold on to any unnecessary hope.

Nagasaki Suyo didn't flinch at all. She nodded and emphasized, "Many diseases are bottomless pits. I know this, but I'm really rich. I really am."

Dr. Nakamura waved his hand and said, "Actually, it would have been better if Mr. Nagasaki had come here earlier for medical treatment. A lot of clinical research here could be used, and it wouldn't cost you much. But nowadays, such opportunities are much rarer."

"You don't understand what I'm saying. Why don't you go out first and let Dr. Mu talk to me about the specific details."

"Okay, okay. Xiaomu is a famous doctor at the University of Tokyo Hospital. It's more appropriate for a professional like her to talk to Dr. Nakamura. There's no way an ordinary person like me would understand."

Nagasaki Suyo played with her drooping brown hair, forced an awkward smile, and winked at her daughter-in-law as she stood up.

Of course, Mu understood what Su Shida's look meant. It simply meant this: "I'll leave the rest to you."

With a click, the door was closed by Nagasaki Suyo as she went out. There were only two of them left in the entire clinic, or to be more precise, two doctors in the same field.

Dr. Nakamura put down her airs and seemed much more casual. She held a ballpoint pen between two fingers and dangled it back and forth.

She would think twice before talking to Nagasaki Suyo, but she didn't have so many concerns when talking to her descendants.

Doctors are not very sensitive to matters of life and death, or it would be better to say they are numb. The endless sorrows in their hearts have almost dried up, and their limited emotions are completely consumed by the daily cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death. The departure of a patient still makes her heartbroken and sad, but her ability to accept is always much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"Doctor Mu, I remember the examination results were in that physical examination report. The film clearly shows your fiancé's physical condition. Didn't you see it?"

Dr. Nakamura was finally able to express the doubts in his mind. If Dr. Mu had just taken a few glances, he should have known what was happening to Ms. Nagasaki's fiancé. How come Ms. Nagasaki still didn't know the extent of his condition?

Hearing her words, Mu's delicate face lost all color, like a withered rose, and his hands fell on his thighs helplessly.

She shook her head, hesitating to speak, and finally squeezed out these words from between her teeth: "I didn't see it, I didn't dare to see it."

The weak voice of the girl made Dr. Nakamura sigh with mixed feelings. It turned out that it was not that he didn't look at it, but that he had no intention of looking at it from the beginning. Did she know everything but just didn't want to face the facts?

Well, let her be the villain and reveal the cruel truth.

The basic job of a doctor is not to conceal any medical condition. He must tell the patient's family truthfully and objectively, and must not let the patient's family have the slightest chance of luck. Otherwise, the doctor-patient relationship will easily go wrong, and the hospital will have a hard time explaining it.

"He has a congenital heart disease, an atrial septal defect, which he was born with. Putting aside the congenital defect, the key issue is that he has an infection and various complications. Furthermore, he hasn't been receiving treatment at the hospital for a long time. Now, we can only maintain his life. If we invest a large sum of money, we can only keep him alive for a few more days, but that's all."

"Don't even think about being cured. You're 100% going to die this month. You don't even have a month left to live. I don't even dare to talk about tomorrow. Do you understand?"

"You and I are doctors in the same field, so you should understand more about this disease."

Dr. Nakamura's voice was very harsh. Those few words were like two sharp knives piercing her heart, turning her whole body upside down.

When the naked truth was laid out before her, she finally understood what it felt like to be in such excruciating pain. Even breathing normally became a luxury. All the strength in her body was drained away along with her soul, leaving only a shell that nodded in response instinctively.

Dr. Nakamura sighed. Dr. Mu, who was more famous than her, was just an ordinary girl after all. It was indeed an unimaginable heavy blow for her to suffer such a thing when she was about to get married.

But she still had to say, "Time is short, and we need to make all the necessary arrangements. There are some things you should think about, and who should be the best person to tell his mother."

The doll girl with empty eyes nodded, her lips slightly parted: "I understand."

She stood up, thanked him politely, and turned to leave. However, she had no strength to support her heavy body. She had just taken a few steps when she sat down on the ground with a plop. Her whole body was limp and powerless. Countless emotions blurred the world she saw, and everything became unreal from then on.

A faint voice came from my ear: "What are you doing! Calm down, Doctor Mu!"

She grabbed everything she could and begged, "No matter what, help me!"

"This is not something we doctors can change."

Take a day off

Unlimited firepower is a bit too strong, I can't handle it, I will make up 8k tomorrow for full attendance

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152. Mom’s bank card is your bank card

Nagasaki Yushin touched his forehead and found it was burning. His throat felt as if it was cut open, as if he had a blade in his mouth at any time. He couldn't understand why he was working in the hospital one moment and the next he found himself lying on a hospital bed, woken up by the heat.

What's going on? With this question in mind, he managed to sit up straight, performing self-inspection like a broken machine.

There is definitely something wrong with the body, but what the problem is remains to be discussed. The saying that long illness makes one a doctor only applies to the same illness. This simulation is of a different illness each time. Even if a miracle doctor comes, he has to give a thumbs up and remind him to eat and drink well and get ready to go, otherwise he will have to queue up at the crematorium, which is very troublesome.

His awakening startled Nagasaki Suyo who was standing nearby. She was peeling an apple, and her exquisite technique made the apple peel smoothly connected into a long string, which she shook a few times and dropped into the trash can.

Her emotions were still not very stable. Although she didn't know how serious the situation was, she could vaguely sense something bad from Mu's out-of-control expression.

"The situation is very complicated. I need to consult my mentor. I will leave Youxin to you." Mu left in a hurry after leaving these words.

Nagasaki Suyo followed the nurse's instructions and went to his ward, waiting for him to wake up.

"Are you awake? Youxin wants some water or an apple?"