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I turned around to face a mature and composed man. He appeared to be around fifty years old, wearing a white coat, with a name tag boldly displaying "Wang Zhiping Chief Physician."
"Director Wang? I'm Lin Yue from Financial Daily." I calmly handed him my business card. "I'm currently covering healthcare reform and would like to ask you a few questions."
He took the card, his gaze lingering on my face for a few seconds. " Reporter Lin, interviews need to be scheduled in advance."
"I'm sorry for the interruption." I turned to leave, but he called out to me.
"Since you're here, why not come to my office for a chat?"
Wang Zhiping's office was meticulously tidy, almost to the point of being sterile. He poured me a glass of water and began outlining the various reform measures at the hospital. I absentmindedly took notes, but my attention was drawn to a document on his desk—a clinical trial application form for a drug.
As I was about to leave, I casually asked, "I heard there's a new drug called 'Yikang'?"
Wang Zhiping paused momentarily, his smile unwavering. "I haven't heard of it. Reporter Lin, if you're interested in new drugs, perhaps you should look into our ongoing clinical trial projects..."
By the time I exited the hospital, my back was already soaked with cold sweat. The medical record from three years ago resurfaced in my mind; at that time, the attending physician had written "cardiogenic shock," but my mother had clearly suffered from liver disease.
My phone vibrated with an image from an unfamiliar number: a blood test report that made me gasp in shock.
" Reporter Lin, I'm Nurse Zhang. This is the last blood test report before Liu Ting's mother passed away; I thought you might find it interesting."
The report indicated severe abnormalities in liver and kidney function, but the recorded date was before the injection of "Yikang."
This meant that Liu Ting's mother had already experienced severe organ failure before the medication was administered.
I carefully compared each indicator. The transaminases in her liver function tests were abnormally elevated, and the creatinine and urea nitrogen levels in her kidney function tests far exceeded normal values. According to medical conventions, this condition was entirely unsuitable for any drug trials. Moreover, the trends in these indicators did not align with the typical presentation of late-stage cancer patients. Unless... they were never intending to treat her.
But what was most bizarre was why the doctors would inject a new drug under such circumstances.
I stared at my phone screen, suddenly feeling a chill. This case was far from as simple as it appeared.
At three in the morning, I focused on my computer screen, the coffee beside me long gone cold. The data from the blood test report sent by Nurse Zhang kept swirling in my mind.
Those abnormal values reminded me that this was no ordinary situation. I sent a WeChat message to Liu Ting: "Do you have all your mother's previous medication records?"
Almost instantly, she replied: "Yes, they're all at home."
"I'm coming over now."
"At this hour?"
"If I wait until dawn, it might be too late."
As a medical journalist, I had seen too many cases where medical records vanished overnight. Twenty minutes later, I stood in front of an old residential building. Liu Ting's home was on the sixth floor; the motion-sensor lights in the stairwell had long been broken. I took out my phone for light and made my way up step by step.
The door opened a crack, and Liu Ting's haggard face looked especially pale in the darkness. The hallway light was off, and she gestured for me to be quiet: "The neighbors are all asleep."
The coffee table in the living room was piled high with medicine boxes and receipts. I picked up a medical insurance reimbursement form and examined it closely under the light of my phone. Since her diagnosis last year, she had used more than a dozen medications, but they were all standard anticancer drugs.
"'Where's the list for Yikang?'"
Liu Ting bit her lip. "There’s no list; it was bought privately. Director Wang said it's a special supply medication, not covered by insurance, and one injection costs over thirty thousand."
"Cash transaction?"
She nodded. "Director Wang introduced a Pharmaceutical Representative who only accepts cash..."
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