Zheng Ren walked out of the EICU, called the patient's family, and came to the confession room.
There are two family members of the patient. One is a man in his fifties or sixties. He is thin, has wrinkles on his face, and gray hair. His old face is full of sorrow and helplessness.
The wrinkles are full of dust and mud, and I feel bitter and depressed.
The other one was a woman in her twenties, with red eyes and tears on her face. She looked like she was the patient's daughter.
The man was a little surprised. His eyes were red and bloodshot, but there was a hint of relief. The expression on the woman's face was very nervous and anxious, but Zheng Ren judged that most of them were confused.
"Doctor, has the tube been extubated?" the man asked, wiping tears.
Zheng Ren had already made his own judgment about the two of them. He sat on the chair in the explanation room, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "I think you all understand the condition that Professor Zhang just explained."
The man nodded, while the patient's daughter was a little confused. Her fingers were crossed and she was pale under the pressure of the bed.
"I have a preliminary understanding of the conditions and situation at home." Zheng Rendao: "The patient is now in critical condition. There is one thing that Professor Zhang did not say. I will tell you again."
The patient's daughter suddenly became energetic. She was full of hope, and the light from her eyes had a sickly bright color.
"The patient's condition is very serious. He has never felt anything before. He belongs to..." Just as he was talking, Lin Ge passed by and saw Zheng Ren explaining his condition. He walked in directly, greeted him with a smile, and sat next to Zheng Ren.
"Who is this… "
"I'm from the medical department. Boss Zheng, please don't worry about me." Lin Ge said with a smile.
"The reason why patients develop the disease insidiously is because there is a problem with the blood vessels supplying the brain. Medically speaking, it is called moyamoya disease."
The patient's family members were confused for a while, and the smile on Ringer's face disappeared, becoming a little serious and a little shocked.
It's not enough to have coronary artery problems and post-operative heart failure, but there's also moyamoya disease
His heart sank a little.
"Doctor, what is moyamoya disease?" the man asked with some fear.
"I don't have time to explain moyamoya disease to you in detail now." Zheng Ren said with certainty: "Judging from the current condition of the disease, extracorporeal membrane lung is needed to ensure that the patient's heart function can be sustained until it gradually recovers. But with extracorporeal membrane lung, the blood It needs to be heparinized... Simply put, it is likely to be complicated by cerebral hemorrhage."
"If we want the patient to survive, we must not only use better, more expensive, and more advanced rescue methods, but also undergo craniotomy." Zheng Ren said calmly.
Not only the patient's family members, but also Ringer were stunned.
Is it so complicated? Then what is the purpose of Boss Zheng coming out to explain his condition? It’s time to give up.
Alas, it’s okay, it’s okay.
Lin Ge felt relieved.
Looking at the clothes of the patient's family members, he judged that even if extracorporeal membrane lung was used, the family would have to borrow a large amount of money to see the doctor.
And even if the patient recovers and is discharged from the hospital, it will be extremely difficult to repay such a large sum of money. It’s extremely difficult not just for one person, but for the whole family.
Give up, life is always about persisting and giving up.
The man wiped his tears with trembling hands and said, "Doctor, we know that we just told the professor that we should give up the rescue."
Zheng Ren glanced at the patient's daughter. She lowered her head and said nothing.
"I'm not here to advise you to give up." Zheng Ren said: "My judgment is that if a craniotomy is performed and extracorporeal membrane lung support is used, the patient's chance of recovery is about 50%."
The man was shocked.
The patient's daughter raised her head and looked at Zheng Ren blankly. She didn't understand what he just said.
Why is his condition getting worse and worse? Can he still be rescued
"Doctor, it's not that we don't want to save him." The man said with some embarrassment.
He has feelings for the patient, but the facts do not allow him to be emotional.
Living is sometimes too difficult. Just to survive hard, you have to do your best. If you add in a family member with an open skull and lying in bed needing care...
"Someone in our village has done this kind of surgery. It was done by cracking the skull open."
Zheng Ren nodded. Although the man's words were not coherent, he was still very understandable.
"After the operation, the person is useless. Our family..." As he said that, he let out a long sigh. His waist bent a little more, as if a heavy burden on his shoulders made him unable to breathe.
The patient's daughter interrupted him and asked, "Doctor, how much does it cost?"
"Three to five million." Zheng Ren gave a vague number. For the patient's daughter, this number was simply astronomical.
After she heard this, her body swayed, her head felt dizzy, and tears streamed down her face.
"But the money problem can be solved." Zheng Ren said quickly: "We..."
As he said this, there was a knock on the door. Hu Yanhui was carrying a box, followed by two people from the legal department.
"Boss Zheng, we are here."
"Xiao Hu changes clothes and goes in first." Zheng Ren said, "The person from the legal department will stay and explain to the patient's family later."
Ringer was surprised, but he didn't question it.
He combed through it quickly and understood what Boss Zheng meant.
Xinglinyuan's surgery was broadcast live to bear the huge medical expenses. But... this is not an interventional surgery, nor a general surgery, but a neurosurgery!
Can Boss Zheng get it
Lin Ge asked in a low voice: "Boss Zheng, are you sure?"
"Eighty percent." Zheng Ren replied.
Lin Ge nodded, feeling confident.
"Doctor, I still want to give up." The man said, "You don't understand our family's situation. Now..."
"You want to go back to farming, leave now!" The patient's daughter said unceremoniously: "Is there anything sorry for you about my mother? You are lying on the bed now, and you want to leave?"
"Girl, you know what's going on at home..." The man's head lowered lower and lower.
After saying these words, he felt much more relaxed.
"Not to mention hundreds of thousands, these tens of thousands of dollars were all scraped together by me. When I go back, I don't know how to pay them back."
"Get out!" the patient's daughter yelled hysterically, "get out as far away as possible. Even if my mother dies here, you don't need to send her away!"
The man trembled and covered his face, tears streaming out from between his fingers. Mixed with mud, it's extremely dirty.
"The patient's condition is very urgent. Every minute of delay will bring unpredictable risks." Zheng Rendao: "Hurry up and decide whether to accept conditional assistance."
"What conditions?" asked the patient's daughter.
Zheng Ren talked about the live broadcast of the surgery.
The man stood up silently and said, "Doctor, I still want to give up."
"Doctor, I need treatment. Please do your best to help my mother." The patient's daughter also stood up, walked to the table, and knelt upright in front of Zheng Ren.
"..." Zheng Ren is most afraid of this.