"Is the family really going to give up?" Zheng Ren still did not believe it.
"The diagnosis is not clear and the condition is rather special. Chief Zhang's side is not sure. The circulatory department suggested that we observe and do some other tests. " Su Yun spread his hands. "Because they are not sure, the family is sure that they have committed a crime and directly asked to give up."
"Sigh." Zheng Ren sighed.
"That's what the patient's father said. His wife did not agree and refused to let him leave the hospital," Su Yun said. "The one crying outside is the patient's wife. It is said that if he is discharged from the hospital and goes home to wait for death, his wife said that she wants to set fire to the house and die together. "
"…" So unyielding? Zheng Ren was speechless.
"If we die, the whole family will die together." Su Yun sneered. "These are the original words of the patient's wife."
Zheng Ren was speechless. He was very unwilling to deal with this kind of family conflict. No matter how deep or shallow the doctor's words were, it was not right. Most of the time, the family would reconcile and be happy. The doctors involved would not even know when they were betrayed.
"Chief Zhang has a headache. She has to pick up Dr. Mehar in the afternoon." Su Yun suddenly smiled.
"Pick up?" Zheng Ren thought to himself. What did it have to do with her?
"Dr. Mehar and his wife are both leading figures in the circulatory department. Chief Zhang's teacher is the doctor's wife's student, so she has to pick her up," Su Yun said.
"This matter is really troublesome," Zheng Ren said expressionlessly. Then, he turned around and was about to leave.
"Aren't you going to take a look?"
"If it's treatment or surgery, I don't have any objections. But there are obvious differences in the family. What do you want me to do? "Zheng Ren said.
Zheng Ren was right. Su Yun had no good idea. In addition, it was not his patient's attending physician. How could he stand at the bedside and criticize? Wasn't that nonsense?
In short, no matter who it was, there was no good idea.
Zheng Ren had just taken a look and did not see the patient's System diagnosis. If the family did not agree to the treatment, why bother?
"Let's go back and prepare. You've sorted out the data for the TIPS surgery, right?" Zheng Ren asked.
"By the time you remember, the cucumber is already cold," Su Yun said disdainfully. "I've sent it to your mailbox. Take a look when you have time so that you can talk to Dr. Mehar."
"There's nothing to say. I'm just causing trouble. Do you think I can do something that even Dr. Charles couldn't? "Zheng Ren said lightly.
As for the Nobel Prize, it was not awarded to clinical surgical methods. This was a 'rule', an unspoken rule. Zheng Ren did not want to solve this matter by himself.
It really didn't matter if they could win the Nobel Prize or not.
Even if he could get it, it would take more than ten years, or even decades. At that time, there would be troubles and joy. Who knew what would happen?
As they talked, they slowly walked along the corridor outside the ICU ward. Footsteps could be heard behind him. Department Director Zhang from the Circulatory Circulation Department strode over with the doctors under him. He looked valiant and heroic.
Zheng Ren knew that the Circulation Department was like this.
When it came to emergency treatment, the Circulatory Department and the Emergency Department were the best in the hospital. It was even more urgent than the emergency department. It was impossible to walk without wind. This was a habit that had been formed over the years and could not be changed.
Zheng Ren deliberately slowed down his pace. He did not want to greet Chief Zhang. For example, Chief Luo from the Department of Gastroenterology was a department that he had to pay his respects to, so he pinched his nose and went. However, circulatory medicine did not overlap with his current line of work, so he did not want to talk to anyone.
A hypocritical greeting was very boring.
Su Yun could feel what Zheng Ren was thinking and especially despised this guy. Just like that, in a month's time, he had actually gotten through to the relevant departments of the 912. It could be said that his luck was really heaven-defying.
Chief Zhang changed his clothes and walked out of the ICU door. As soon as he opened the door, the faint voices outside became clearer.
The woman was holding a boy and pointing at an old man in his sixties with white hair opposite her. She was cursing angrily.
Zheng Ren's head hurt when he heard that. Fortunately, it was not his patient. He took the time to go back and read some books and read some information. Dr. Mehar was coming in the afternoon. Although he was not interested in the Nobel Prize, there were some things that he still had to say.
He had to have ideals. What if it came true?
Su Yun, on the other hand, was very obedient. As he changed his clothes, he looked outside.
Chief Zhang went to mediate, but it was useless. The more he tried to persuade, the more chaotic it became.
In the end, the patient's wife cried so hard that she sat on the ground with the child in her arms. She looked a little pitiful. Zheng Ren saw that there were a lot of people, so he did not think too much about it. He passed through the crowd and was about to return to the Intervention Department.
"It's not that I don't want to save the child. Xiao Zhi is your husband and also my son. Flesh and blood are connected," the old man said as he cried. "Master already said that this is all fate. His brother passed away like this the year before last. Now, he has encountered the same situation. What do you think I can do? "
"I don't care! If we go bankrupt, we'll have to treat him even if we have to beg! " The woman roared hysterically. It seemed that she was too emotional and had already fallen into a state of madness.
"Boss, do you think it's similar to Zou Jiahua's illness?" Su Yun suddenly asked.
Family history. Ventricular fibrillation and cardiac arrest. It was quite similar, but it was not as serious as Zou Jiahua's. If it were not for the fact that Zou Jiahua had money and a few emergency doctors who monitored him 24 hours a day, he would have died a long time ago.
Money was a good thing. Many times, it could really buy a life. Zheng Ren shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, there was suddenly a loud commotion behind him. He turned around and saw that the woman had opened the window with the child in her arms and was already standing there.
"I'm going to f * cking die here with the child today!" The woman had already gone crazy. Her eyes were wide open, and the corners of her eyes were faintly cracked. A trace of blood flowed out.
Zheng Ren's heart tightened. His blood pressure soared, and his heart rate instantly rose to 120 beats per minute.
With a thought, he moved to the side. At this time, he saw that Su Yun was also moving in the same direction as him, hiding in the crowd.
Zheng Ren moved his body and moved in another direction.
At the same time, Su Yun also moved in the same way.
'Can you not be so synchronized?' Zheng Ren wanted to cry but had no tears. The woman stood on the window sill, holding the child in her arms. She did not hold on to the window frame at all. The wind outside was whimpering. Her body was swaying, and she could fall at any moment.
The child was not big, only two or three years old. His ignorant eyes looked around, not knowing what was happening.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun looked at each other. Their gazes intersected. One looked left, and the other looked right. This time, they found the right direction.
"Come down, don't be impulsive!" Chief Zhang Lin shouted anxiously.
It was a mess, and no one could hear what was said.
The woman's face was firm. She held the child in one hand and pointed at the old man with the other. Her voice was sharp, and her hair was blown by the wind. She looked like a ghost. "If I die, I'll look for you every day. Let's see how your Master can save you!"
After saying that, her body moved, and she was about to jump down.
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