Song Ying and Chu Huainan sat in front of the tea table, looking at the people opposite them.
His name was Yun Ze, and he was a former business partner of Song Ying and Chu Huainan. He was over 60 years old, but he was still hale and hearty and active in the business world.
Being high-profile and flamboyant were his characteristics. He often made shocking statements on Weibo that caused a huge uproar.
Song Ying knew that this was Yun Ze's personality, and it was also a form of hype. In the end, it was bustling with activity, all of them coming and going for profit.
Because they did not agree with Yun Ze's high profile, their business went further and further away, and they no longer had any cooperation. But because of their former friendship, everyone carefully maintained their former relationship.
Who knew when he might need to use it. Having one more friend was always one more option. Even if the deal didn't work out, their friendship was still there.
Yun Ze's mother was already in her eighties and had always been in poor health. Some time ago, before Boss Zheng went abroad for a mission, Song Ying had even shown Boss Zheng the radiographic films.
Boss Zheng did not care about the shiny liver. He only said that the amiodarone could be solved by changing the dressing.
He was more concerned about the problem of the left ventricle.
However, when he told Yun Ze about the live broadcast of the surgery, he immediately rejected it.
With the construction of the Internet, the speed of the Internet increased, and the pace of life and entertainment became faster and faster. The overwhelming number of live broadcasts began to devour the large market of the entertainment industry.
Yun Ze also came into contact with this.
In his opinion, doctors who did live broadcasts of surgeries were just doing stunts. They were masters who pounced on patients and devoured human blood.
Although he knew that Boss Zheng had been recommended by the Nobel Prize at a young age and had become a new star in the domestic medical field, he also had a great reputation in the south. But as soon as he thought of the live broadcast, he thought of his fair thighs and enchanting figure. He rejected it without hesitation.
After inquiring about the relevant details, Yun Ze took a certain risk and sent his mother to Sao Paulo Hospital in Brazil.
After Dr. Batista performed the first left ventricular volume reduction surgery in 1996, doctors in other countries around the world also attempted similar procedures.
The surgery was very difficult, and the patient's prognosis was not good. Therefore, most doctors would rather do a heart transplant than a left ventricular volume reduction surgery.
"I asked around. This disease is assisted by the left ventricle in the United States and is waiting for a heart transplant," Yun Ze said.
"Hmm." Chu Huainan twirled the small teacup in front of him. The aroma of the golden tea rose into the air.
He was so engrossed in watching that he did not seem to understand what Yun Ze meant.
"Big Brother Yun, when is the surgery?" Song Ying asked.
"Three days later. I'm doing the preoperative examination now." Yun Ze smiled. "I'll rush over tomorrow."
"I hope everything goes well." Song Ying raised his hand elegantly and drank his tea.
Yun Ze drank the tea and savored the fragrance. A few seconds later, he said, "I'll have to trouble the two of you with this matter."
"You're welcome."
The three of them chatted for a while before Chu Huainan and Song Ying bade farewell.
"Big Brother, is he worried about Boss Zheng's skills, or does he have a problem with the live broadcast?" Song Ying asked as they got into the car.
"Maybe both," Chu Huainan said. "He must have consulted a lot of relevant doctors for such a major surgery. The success rate is very low, and I don't want to do a heart transplant, so I might as well go to Sao Paulo, Brazil. "
"I heard that he refused the heart transplant and went straight to the hospital without waiting for a donor."
"Who knows?" Chu Huainan placed his hands in front of him, his thumbs moving back and forth. "It's better that they don't do it. It saves us the trouble of being in the middle."
"Boss Zheng …"
"Boss Zheng won't mind," Chu Huainan said. "Just let me know. Do you think Boss Zheng will have a high chance of success if he performs the surgery? "
"Yes," Song Ying said without hesitation.
"That's a pity." Chu Huainan smiled.
"Maybe the technology in Brazil is more mature. Brother Ze chose that side," Song Ying said insincerely.
Who could say what was right and what was wrong?
This kind of thing was just a favor and a connection. If the other party really wanted to refuse, he could not persuade him too enthusiastically.
The risk of the surgery was too high. If he really could not get out of the stage, it would be very difficult for the middleman to do it.
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"Chairman, news from Sao Paulo," a secretary said softly behind Yun Ze with a tablet in her hand.
"What did Doctor Domingo Paulo say?"
"The old man's condition is very serious. Surgery is the only way to solve the problem," the secretary said. "But the success rate of the surgery is only about 40%."
"Find the best doctor."
"Doctor Domingo Paulo said that he will personally perform the surgery. We have invited doctors from Johns Hopkins Hospital to participate in the postoperative intensive care team and nursing team."
"Johns Hopkins?" Yun Ze read the name of this top international hospital.
"It is said that the old man's heart is huge. If the surgery goes smoothly, a lot of heart muscle will be cut off. Sao Paulo Hospital is not very confident in the perioperative treatment after the surgery. They suggest that we invite the intensive care team from Johns Hopkins Hospital. "
Yun Ze was not short of money, and he was prepared to donate a large sum of money. He only asked for his mother to have the best and most top-notch treatment.
"Why did he take the initiative to invite the intensive care team from Johns Hopkins Hospital?" Yun Ze asked.
"That time. In the morning, the color B-scan of the heart was examined through the esophagus. The situation was more serious than expected," Yun Ze's secretary said.
"…"
Yun Ze fell silent.
He was a little worried and anxious, but more than that, he was glad. Fortunately, he did not choose to find Little Zheng for surgery in the Imperial Capital.
Things like a live broadcast and eating human blood buns were all trivial matters.
As long as the surgery was good, everything else did not matter. The hospital in the world that did the most left ventricular volume reduction surgery was Brazil's Sao Paulo Hospital, not the 912.
His mother's condition was more serious than he had imagined, which meant that he had made the right choice. Everything was left to the most professional doctors to diagnose, treat, and perform the surgery instead of blindly listening to Song Ying's opinions.
Little Zheng might have some ability. Otherwise, he would not have made such a big name in the south. However, when it came to surgery, he had to be familiar with it. The more he did it, the more confident he would be. The 912 had never carried out this kind of surgery before, so how could he be at ease if he asked him to do it?
Yun Ze had spent a lot of effort during this period of time to find out everything clearly.
"Okay," Yun Ze said in a deep voice. "I'll fly over tomorrow."
"Chairman, it's already been arranged."
"If the surgery is successful, I will donate three million US dollars to the Heart Medical Center when I leave the hospital," Yun Ze said.
"I think they will be very happy," the secretary wrote down Yun Ze's words and said with a smile.
"I hope everything goes well."
"Yes, the world's top doctors and the world's top intensive care team. The old man's body will definitely recover smoothly," the secretary said. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he did not say anything.
He could choose to do a heart transplant, but this option was directly rejected by the old man.
The old man had a simple point of view — if the heart was no longer his, would he still be that person?
He had already persuaded him many times. This was the old man's own choice, so he could only do the heart volume reduction surgery to treat the symptoms.
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