What's the use of asking for money when people are not here.
Maybe, this is love.
Zheng Ren nodded and looked at Director Zhou.
I have finished asking the questions, and the rest is the normal legal process and the most important thing is Du Chunfang's personal authorization.
"Xiao Zheng, if I have surgery, how confident is it?" Director Zhou did not shy away from asking this question directly in front of Du Chunfang's boyfriend.
"It's very big. There is only a small probability that problems will occur. But no matter what, I will go all out to strive for a good result." Zheng Ren said calmly.
This is different from the explanation given to other patients at other times.
Having already been deeply involved in this matter, Zheng Ren didn't mind being more certain.
There was a glimmer of hope in the young man's eyes.
"Originally, I planned to save up 20,000 yuan in a few months, and then take her to the provincial capital for surgery." The young man said, "I didn't expect that life would be so bad... This is all my fault. It would have been better if I had borrowed the money earlier.”
What he said had nothing to do with what Zheng Ren and Director Zhou said.
But there was a hint of guilt and a hint of joy in his tone.
Today, he also asked someone to inquire. Under the current situation, no one is willing to operate on the patient.
Let’s not talk about how much money we will spend in the ICU without surgery. This is just the beginning.
Next, if the blood oxygen fails to improve, long-term tracheal intubation will require tracheotomy. Next, complications that often occur in the ICU such as septic pneumonia are life-threatening diseases.
Whether he can be pushed out of the ICU alive is a matter of opinion.
The young man was pleasantly surprised when Dr. Zheng, who seemed a bit honest, actually said that he could perform surgery, and he was very confident about it.
Even if the medical level in Haicheng is worse than that in the provincial capital, as long as you dare to take the stage, you should be capable.
Zheng Ren walked out of the confession room, took a deep breath, and felt a little calmer.
Old Director Pan stood outside, with his hands behind his back and his eyes looking straight out of the window. The bright lights of thousands of houses in Haicheng were incompatible with this face of life and death.
"Zheng Ren, the operation is not big, right." Old Director Pan said, "I have done surgery for patent ductus arteriosus before, and it is not difficult. It is said that interventional umbrella can be used to block it recently. What do you think?"
"The operation is very simple, and the patient's condition is not bad. If there are no circumstances that cannot be explained by modern medicine, it will basically not fail." Director Zheng Ren and Lao Pan told the truth.
"Well, do it tonight or tomorrow?"
"The earlier the better, it costs less and the recovery is faster." Zheng Ren said.
Old Director Pan's hands were behind his back, and the fingers of his right hand were tapping the back of his left hand as if he were tapping "Pipe and Cone".
He did not ask Zheng Ren whether he had done it before, how many similar surgeries he had done, and what the success rate was.
Everything is rooted in the confidence built up through numerous successful surgeries over the past few months.
Su Yun stood quietly on the side, as if thinking about something. Once this person becomes quiet, it will make people feel weird. It is better for him to stand up and complain about this and that.
After a few minutes, Director Zhou and the young man came out. The hospital's legal adviser held a document with the young man's signature and fingerprints on it.
"Prepare the camera equipment and let's get started." Director Zhou waved his hand and said.
"Su Yun, how long will it take for the patient to escape from sedation?" Zheng Ren asked.
"5-10 minutes. Because the patient is young and the drug metabolism is slightly faster, it is estimated that 5 or 6 minutes will be enough." Su Yundao.
Zheng Ren nodded.
After changing clothes, everyone entered the ICU.
The young man was a little nervous, his hands hidden in his sleeves, trembling slightly.
After entering the ICU, Su Yun and the doctor on duty tonight said: "Stop the midazolam pump and inject flumazenil 4mg midazolam intramuscularly."
There was a hint of joy on Dr. ICU's face and he asked in a low voice: "Brother Yun, can I not remove the tube?"
Su Yun did not show joy, his expression was unusually heavy, and he nodded slightly.
The icu doctor cheerfully assisted the nurse in stopping the intravenous pump and injecting antagonist drugs intramuscularly into the patient.
"Do you think there's something wrong with you?" Zheng Ren saw something was wrong with Su Yun's condition, so he came over and asked.
"I'm worried." Su Yun said directly: "I'm worried that once the patient wakes up, he will become agitated due to fear, resulting in a sharp drop in blood oxygen and unable to complete the signing procedure."
This was also within Zheng Ren's expectation.
But there is no good solution.
"This is not the most worrying thing." Su Yun continued unexpectedly, and Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.
"What else are you worried about?"
"The patient knows that treatment costs money, and she doesn't want to be a drag on her little boyfriend. She doesn't want to die, and she doesn't want to drag anyone down. Once this kind of bloody drama happens, boss, you will be embarrassed." Su Yun's expression was a little cold, and his forehead The black hair is floating.
This was something Zheng Ren didn't expect.
He thought about it carefully and realized that there was indeed a possibility of this happening.
but,
Still no good solution.
Everything that could be done was done.
leftover,
Leave it to fate.
A few minutes later, Du Chunfang began to become agitated, and the blood oxygen saturation on the monitor began to drop from 98%.
"Du Chunfang, don't be afraid." The ICU doctor said loudly in the patient's ear.
Repeated shouting seemed to make the patient sober up.
Her breathing calmed down a bit, and with the supply of pure oxygen, her blood oxygen saturation was stable at around 92%.
The young man appeared in front of the hospital bed, holding Du Chunfang's hand, tears falling uncontrollably.
"You are in a stable mood. She won't be able to hold on for long in this situation." Zheng Ren warned in a low voice.
The young man nodded vigorously, tears flying.
The camera started working. Director Zhou replaced the doctor in the ICU and told the story in the most concise terms.
The patient is simply sedated to relieve the discomfort caused by tracheal intubation to avoid respiratory spasm, which may lead to severe hypoxia.
There is nothing wrong with his sanity.
She quickly understood what Director Zhou said and nodded hard.
She looked at her lover, her eyes filled with infinite attachment.
"Next, you come to identify the guardian during your illness. There is a camera here that will record all your actions as evidence." Director Zhou said, "There is a document here that requires your signature. If you don't have the power, Just press your fingerprints.”
The ICU doctor took out the bright red ink pad and prepared it aside.
The patient used all his strength to hold the young man's hand.
The camera recorded it all.
"Ms. Du Chunfang, please confirm something next. During your illness, the custody of your treatment at the No. 1 City Hospital will be given to Mr. Li Liang?" the hospital's legal advisor said solemnly in front of the camera.
Du Chunfang nodded vigorously.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, it wouldn't be fun if blood splattered everywhere.
The next step was to press the fingerprint. Because the patient did not have the strength to sign, he reluctantly pressed a bright red fingerprint on the legal document with the help of the nurse.
The program is completed.