Zheng Ren walked out of the EICU and called for the patient's family members.
There were two family members. One was a thin man in his fifties or sixties. His face was wrinkled and his hair was white. His old face was full of sorrow and helplessness.
His wrinkles were full of dirt and bitterness.
The other was a woman in her twenties. Her eyes were red and her face was full of tears. She looked like the patient's daughter.
The man was a little surprised. His eyes were red and bloodshot, but there was a hint of relief. The woman's expression was nervous and anxious. Zheng Ren judged that she was at a loss.
"Doctor, have we extubated him?" the man asked while wiping his tears.
Zheng Ren already had his own judgment of the two. He sat on the chair in the room and shook his head. He said in a deep voice, "I'm sure you're clear about Professor Zhang's condition."
The man nodded. The patient's daughter was a little confused. Her fingers were crossed and her face was pale from the pressure of the bed.
"I have a preliminary understanding of the family's conditions and situation," Zheng Ren said. "The patient's condition is critical now. There's one thing Professor Zhang didn't say. I'll tell you again."
The patient's daughter was suddenly full of hope. The light in her eyes was a little sickly.
"The patient's condition is very serious. I didn't feel anything before. It's …" As he spoke, Lin Ge passed by. Seeing Zheng Ren explaining the patient's condition, he walked over and greeted him with a smile before sitting next to Zheng Ren.
"This is …"
"I'm from the medical administration division. Chief Zheng, you told me not to worry about me," Lin Ge said with a smile.
"The patient's illness is hidden because there's a problem with the blood vessels that feed the brain. In medical terms, it's called Moyamoya disease. "
The patient's family was at a loss. The smile on Lin Ge's face disappeared. He was serious and shocked.
Problems with the coronary arteries and postoperative heart failure were not enough. There was 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 in detail," Zheng Ren said with certainty. "Based on the current condition, we need to use an ECMO to ensure that the patient's heart function gradually recovers. However, with an ECMO, the blood has to be heparinized … Simply put, there's a high chance of cerebral hemorrhage.
"If we want the patient to survive, not only do we need better, more expensive, and more advanced resuscitation methods, we also need to perform a craniotomy," Zheng Ren said calmly.
Not only the patient's family, but even Lin Ge was stunned.
Was it that complicated? What was the purpose of Boss Zheng coming out to explain his condition? He was going to give up.
Sigh, that's good, that's good.
Lin Ge felt relieved.
Looking at the attire of the patient's family members, he deduced that even if they used the ECMO, the family would have to borrow a large sum of money to see the doctor.
Even if the patient recovered and was discharged, it would be extremely difficult to repay such a large sum of money in the future. Not just one person, but the whole family.
Give up. Life is always about perseverance and giving up.
The man's hands trembled as he wiped his tears and said, "Doctor, we know. We've already told the professor that we're giving up."
Zheng Ren glanced at the patient's daughter. Her head was lowered and she did not speak.
"I'm not here to persuade you to give up." Zheng Ren said, "My judgment is that if we perform a craniotomy and use the extracorporeal membrane lung support, the patient's chance of recovery is about 50%."
The man was stunned.
The patient's daughter raised her head and looked at Zheng Ren in a daze. She did not understand what he had just said.
Why was the condition getting worse and worse? Could he still be saved?
"Doctor, it's not that we don't want to save him," the man said with some difficulty.
He had feelings for the patient, but the situation did not allow him to be emotional.
Sometimes, living was too difficult. Just to live hard, one had to do their best. If there was an open skull and a family member lying in bed who needed to be taken care of …
"In our village, someone has done this kind of surgery. It's done by cracking open the skull, right?"
Zheng Ren nodded. Although the man's words were not coherent, it was still very easy to understand.
"After the surgery, the person will be useless. Our family … "As he said that, he let out a long sigh. His waist bent a little more, as if the heavy burden on his shoulders was pressing down on him and he could not breathe.
However, the patient's daughter interrupted him and asked, "Doctor, how much does it cost?"
"Three to five hundred thousand." Zheng Ren gave a vague number. This number was simply an astronomical number for the patient's daughter.
When she heard this, her body swayed. Her head was a little dizzy and tears flowed down her face.
"But the money problem can be solved," Zheng Ren said quickly. "We …"
As he spoke, someone knocked on the door. Hu Yanhui was carrying a box, followed by two people from the legal department.
"Boss Zheng, we're here."
"Little Hu, change your clothes and go in first," Zheng Ren said. "The legal department will stay and explain to the patient's family later."
Ling Ge was surprised but he did not question it.
He quickly went through it and understood what Boss Zheng meant.
The live broadcast of the surgery in Xinglin Garden would bear the huge medical expenses. However … This was not an interventional surgery, nor was it a general surgery. It was a neurosurgery!
Could Boss Zheng take it down?
Ling Ge asked in a low voice, "Boss Zheng, are you confident?"
"Eighty percent," Zheng Ren replied.
Ling Ge nodded and felt confident in his heart.
"Doctor, I still want to give up," the man said. "You don't understand our family's situation. Now …"
"If you want to go back to farming, leave now!" The patient's daughter said bluntly. "Has my mother done anything wrong to you? Now that she's lying in bed, you want to leave? "
"Girl, you know what's going on at home …" The man's head lowered.
When he said these words, he felt much more relaxed.
"Don't talk about hundreds of thousands. These tens of thousands of yuan were all scraped together by me. I don't know how to return it when I go back. "
"Get lost!" The patient's daughter shouted hysterically. "The further the better. Even if my mother dies here, I don't need you to send her off!"
The man trembled and covered his face with his hands. Tears flowed from between his fingers. They were mixed with soil and were extremely dirty.
"The patient's condition is very urgent. Every minute delayed will bring unpredictable risks," Zheng Ren said. "Hurry up and decide if you want to accept conditional assistance."
"What conditions?" the patient's daughter asked.
Zheng Ren told her about the live broadcast of the surgery.
The man stood up silently and said, "Doctor, I still want to give up."
"Doctor, I want to be treated. Please do your best to help my mother." The patient's daughter also stood up, walked to the table, and knelt straight in front of Zheng Ren.
"…" Zheng Ren was afraid of this the most.
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