Zou Jiahua obviously had some understanding of the ion channel disease diagnosed by Zheng Ren. One could even say that he had done some research on it.
This was normal. After all, it was a matter of life and death. For Zou Jiahua, the most important thing now was whether he could avoid another cardiac arrest.
And the most maddening thing about this "illness" was that there was no definite diagnosis.
He then asked Zheng Ren in detail about various solutions, and Zheng Ren answered them one by one. Zou Jiahua then fell silent. He seemed to be calculating the pros and cons, and did not immediately make a decision.
The black extended Lincoln returned to the entrance of the 912's Inpatient Department smoothly. Zou Jiahua said that he would consider it again. Zheng Ren did not say much. He just bid farewell and got out of the car with Su Yun.
Watching the black car leave like a ghost, Zheng Ren felt that it was a terrible experience.
"Boss, do you want to treat him or not?" Su Yun asked.
"I want to give it a try, but the diagnosis isn't clear, so I'm hesitant," Zheng Ren said honestly, not hiding his inner conflict.
"We're giving him the initiative just like that?" Su Yun was quite dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's answer.
"He's a patient. It's up to him to decide whether to undergo surgery or not," Zheng Ren said. "Let's not think about it anymore. Let's go back."
Su Yun noticed his excitement and asked softly, "Shall we go to the urology department to take a look?"
Zheng Ren thought about it and nodded slightly.
Chief Miao would probably be in a difficult position. Let's go take a look. If there's anything I can do to help, it's good to help.
The two of them arrived at the genitourinary surgery floor. As soon as they got off the elevator, they saw that there were more people than usual.
An ominous premonition rose in Zheng Ren's heart. They were probably onlookers.
If the patient's family was really as Lao He described and had accepted their fate, they should have already pulled the corpse away.
With so many onlookers, there was bound to be a lot of trouble.
Zheng Ren did not have time to change out of his white clothes and put on his casual clothes to see what was happening. He just walked through the crowd and walked in.
The more they walked, the more people there were. They were all whispering to each other.
Suppressed sobs could be vaguely heard, and Zheng Ren's keen senses captured it amidst the noise of the crowd.
There was no cursing, no commotion, only the sound of crying.
Zheng Ren was slightly relieved. He stood at the entrance of the ward and looked inside.
A man in his fifties was kneeling in front of Chief Miao's office door. In front of him was something covered with a white bedsheet. He did not speak, he just cried loudly.
There were many middlemen. Zheng Ren only saw one frame before the figure was blocked by the patient's family members who were watching the commotion.
President Yu and a few other doctors seemed to be persuading him, but looking at the situation, it should be useless.
"We should really kill all the doctors," a young man standing beside Zheng Ren said without hiding his hostility.
The others around the young man saw that Zheng Ren was dressed in white but did not respond.
Zheng Ren knew that he must have said that on purpose.
This sort of thing was simply too common, and he had long since gotten used to it. It was better in real life, but he had seen more vicious words on the internet.
He felt a little depressed, but he didn't say anything to the young man. He turned around and left.
Su Yun wanted to squeeze forward to see what was going on, but when he saw Zheng Ren turn around and walk out, he hesitated for a moment and followed him out.
"Boss, aren't you going to take a look?" Su Yun asked.
"It's meaningless." Zheng Ren was in low spirits. The young man's provocative words echoed in his ears like a sharp sword that could pierce through him at any time.
This was the norm, Zheng Ren told himself. The current doctor-patient relationship had reached a certain critical point. What else could he do?
"Are you becoming artistic?" Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren was in a bad mood, so he mocked, "You're so sentimental. Look at you, girl."
"No." Zheng Ren shook his head, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Did Mayo reply?"
"Yes." Su Yun glanced at his phone and said, "They said to discuss it. If the situation permits, they will fly over directly. However, they said that if you can go, it's better to go to Mayo. "
Zheng Ren nodded.
"Boss, I think it's better for us to go to Mayo for the surgery if you're confident," Su Yun said. "What do you think?"
Zheng Ren knew what Su Yun meant.
The patient was Indian. For Mayo Clinic, there was a slight difference from the experimental subjects in the System space, but the difference was not big.
There were relevant legal documents for the surgery in Mayo. If the surgery failed, it would not be a big problem, and there was no need to worry.
However, if the surgery was performed in the country, there would be a lot of trouble. First of all, was this surgery considered genitourinary surgery, general surgery, or neurology?
If the surgery failed, would there be foreign affairs disputes? If there were, it would be a headache.
Although these things were not big things, they needed to be considered.
As for the patient?
Why did all the major pharmaceutical companies in the world open their drug warehouses to India? They did not strongly prohibit India from developing generic drugs, but instead semi-open their databases to them?
There was no other reason. It was because India provided the experimental population for phase one to three clinical trials.
Big pharmaceutical companies like Roche and Pfizer had spent a lot of money on research and development. They had a project at hand. If they were unlucky and all of them failed, even such giants would face the risk of bankruptcy.
For example, the project of kidney radiofrequency ablation to treat hypertension was facing failure. It was just that this project was relatively small, so it would not be a big deal. Note 1
Zheng Ren thought for a moment and said, "Then contact Mayo. If there's no problem with the law and we're not busy here, we can fly over for the surgery. By the way, do we need the permission of the hospital's medical administration? Help me ask. "
"The hospital definitely wants the medical administration to know, but I don't think it's a big problem. Do you think I can make the decision about the surgery fees? "Su Yun revealed a devilish smile on his face.
Zheng Ren waved his hand, indicating that it did not matter.
He had spent so much experience points. Even if he gave himself hundreds of thousands of dollars, it would not be able to make up for it. This was an unequal exchange. It would be fine if he could complete the System's mission, but if he could not, he would completely lose money.
Su Yun held his phone and his fingers danced, leaving afterimages. An email was sent in less than a minute.
In the black Lincoln, Zou Jiahua leaned against the armchair tiredly, countless thoughts circling in his mind.
This decision was more difficult than the acquisition that cost ten billion.
Even if the investment and acquisition failed, there was a possibility of a comeback. However, if the surgery failed and he died, what should he do?
If it was a normal surgery, it would be fine even if it was done. Things that had a low probability of happening could be reduced to negligible through better equipment, better doctors, better techniques, and better drugs.
However, even the Mayo Clinic could not diagnose his illness.
That was the number one hospital in the world in terms of cardiology!
Zou Jiahua felt very tired. He was very tired.
He wanted to sleep for a while. He wanted to sleep peacefully for a while, even if it cost ten thousand dollars a minute.
Unfortunately, this was just an extravagant hope.
"Is there any news from Nanyang?" Zou Jiahua asked.
Note 1: This is a critical period. I'm not sure if there are any taboos in this area, so I've repeatedly deleted it.
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