"Don't try if the chance is slim! Which operation is 100% successful? Which patient is guaranteed to be cured? Who of you dares to pat your chest and promise the patient that you will be able to cure other people's diseases? Can't you say anything else except the chance is slim!"
The sound of Li Qinghui shook the whole conference room.
The doctors present all looked dignified, and no one spoke.
They have repeatedly studied and discussed Zong Mingzhe's condition for countless times. The conclusion is that he is less and less likely to wake up. Even if the surgical scheme proposed by Li Qinghui is adopted, the chance of cure is very slim.
The operation plan proposed by Li Qinghui is almost crazy, and no one dares to participate in it.
Sitting next to Li Qinghui is the president of the military region hospital. He is over 60 years old, gray hair and looks old and prudent.
Now only he can say this to Li Qinghui
"Qinghui, we doctors have to experience success and failure. In Zong Mingzhe's case, not only our whole hospital has done our best, but also the experts invited by us have done their best. Now you are actually the most clear conclusion we have come to."
Li Qinghui's face turned white, with his dark circles under his eyes and messy hair, making him look more crazy.
"Yes! I know very well! But why don't you take a good look at the operation plan I put forward? Why did you directly reject it? He still has a chance to treat according to the plan I put forward!"
The Dean lowered his face and said angrily, "if you keep the status quo, he may wake up, but if you follow your operation plan, he will only die on the operating table!"
In the face of the dean's anger, Li Qinghui did not give in. He ruthlessly threw the data in his hand in front of the dean and roared at him, "Take a closer look at these data! Take a closer look! Among all the cases similar to him, no one can wake up later! Your so-called maintenance of the status quo can only slowly deplete his physical function and turn his body into an empty shell! His current situation can still accept the operation plan I put forward. If he continues to delay, even the operation will continue I can't do it! There will be no chance at that time! Why don't you understand! "
Li Qinghui screamed, and tears even came out of his eyes.
He's too anxious. He wants to put his ideas into these people's heads!
There is only such a chance. If you seize it, you may be able to save Zong Mingzhe's life. If you can't catch it, he will die.
Now Li Qinghui doesn't think Zong Mingzhe is his rival in love or a man deeply loved by Feng Xuelan. In his heart, Zong Mingzhe is now a patient and a person he desperately wants to save!
But these doctors in white coats dare not take the risk, and they dare not even let him take the risk.
"I am his attending doctor, whether he is dead or alive, I will bear all the consequences!" Li Qinghui repeated his position again.
But the Dean stood up and said to Li Qinghui, "Qinghui, you didn't come here for clinical practice, but mainly for theoretical research. I've read the research report that can improve soldiers' physical fitness in a short time. It's very good. I'll promote the practice of this research in the army as soon as possible. At that time, your research will be a result of you here. I told you last night My father contacted me and agreed to send you back. You don't have to worry about things here. "
Li Qinghui was stunned.
It never occurred to him that he would be kicked out at such a moment.
"That Zong Mingzhe..."
The Dean interrupted him, "I studied Zong Mingzhe with the leaders of the military region and decided to adopt a conservative plan and let him continue to stay in the hospital for treatment and observation. Zong Mingzhe is the most outstanding talent in our army. He was injured at work. We will do everything we can to take good care of him."
Li Qinghui stared at the dean for a long time.
He suddenly sneered and said to the Dean, "do everything you can? Yes, you have done everything you can. Your ability is to give him a slim chance to live and die!"
Li Qinghui held back his anger, packed up all the materials, and then stepped out of the conference room.
His angry footsteps rang through the quiet corridor of the hospital, and his figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs.
But Li Qinghui didn't notice that there was a man sitting there curled up in the corner next to the conference room.
Feng Xuelan's heart is broken.
The last hope was dashed.
Tears like broken pearls fell on her skirt, on the ground and in her heart.
There was no sound in her throat, only tears refused to stop.
What should I do?
Zong Mingzhe won't wake up
He can no longer smile at her, mess her hair, open his arms and hug her
The beauty in this world collapsed in an instant
The sunshine in the world disappeared before her eyes, and the darkness engraved in the depths of her soul swallowed her up again
The night wind howled, and then a heavy rain fell all night without warning. The next morning, the sky outside was still shrouded in clouds.
"He Dui! I heard that Li was driven away from the doctor?" Qin huhao asked he Yaoshi in a worried low voice, "what's going on?"
He Yaoshi frowned and sighed and told Qin huhao, "this is the decision of the president and the leaders of the military region, and they also said hello to me. Li Qinghui advocated to operate on Mingzhe, but it is said that the risk factor of this operation is very high and the success rate is very low. Other experts and doctors here agree that the operation will not succeed, but will make Mingzhe..."
He Yaoshi bit his teeth and couldn't say the following words.
Qin huhao looked at he Yaoshi in surprise and asked in a dumb voice for a long time, "that... That team him..."
He Yaoshi seemed to deliberately avoid the heartbreaking conclusion and asked Qin huhao, "where's Xuelan? Li Qinghui said he had no face to see Xuelan and asked me to take two words for him."
Qin huhao raised his hand and pointed to the iron door of the intensive care unit with his trembling fingertips.
He Yaoshi walked past him. Qin huhao bowed his head. Two lines of tears had hung on the iron man's face
He Yaoshi clenched his teeth, took a deep breath and hesitated, as if the iron door weighed a thousand kilograms.
Li Qinghui cries for help from he Yaoshi and tells Feng Xuelan not to give up hope and wait for him to come back. He left at this time, not to escape, but to find a way to save Zong Mingzhe.