Chapter 1794

Zheng Ren went out of EICU, called the patient's family and came to the explanation room.

There are two family members of the patient, a man in his fifties and sixties. He is thin, wrinkled and gray. His old face is full of sadness and helplessness.

The wrinkles are full of dust and mud, bitter and depressed.

The other was a 26-7-year-old woman with red eyes and tears. She looked like the patient's daughter.

The man was a little surprised. His eyes were red and full of blood, but there was a trace of relief. The expression on the woman's face is very nervous and anxious, but Zheng Ren judges that most of them are at a loss.

"Doctor, have you pulled out the tube?" The man asked, wiping his tears.

Zheng Ren had his own judgment on the two people. He sat in the chair in the explanation room, shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I think you all know the condition explained by Professor Zhang just now."

The man nodded, while the patient's daughter was a little confused. Her hands crossed her fingers, and she was pale under the pressure of the bed.

"I have a preliminary understanding of the conditions and conditions at home." Zheng Ren said, "now the patient is in critical condition. Professor Zhang didn't say one thing. I'll tell you again."

The patient's daughter suddenly perked up. She was full of hope, and the light in her eyes was morbid.

"The patient's condition is very serious. He hasn't felt it before. He belongs to..." as he was saying, linge passed by and saw Zheng Ren explaining his condition. He walked in directly, greeted him with a smile and sat next to Zheng Ren.

"This is..."

"I'm from the medical office. Boss Zheng told you. Don't worry about me." Ringer said with a smile.

"The reason why patients have hidden disease is that there is a problem with the brain's supporting blood vessels. Medically speaking, it is called moyamoya disease."

The patient's family members were at a loss, and the smile on Ringer's face disappeared, some serious and some stunned.

Coronary artery problems, postoperative heart failure, this is not enough, there is 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 moyamoya disease in detail." Zheng Ren said with certainty: "judging from the current condition, it is necessary to use extracorporeal membrane lung to ensure that the patient's heart function can recover gradually. However, with extracorporeal membrane lung, the blood should be heparinized... In short, it is likely to be complicated with intracerebral hemorrhage."

"To survive, patients need not only better, more expensive and more advanced rescue methods, but also craniotomy." Zheng Ren said calmly.

Not only the patient's family, but even ringer was stunned.

Is it so complicated? What's the purpose of boss Zheng coming out to explain his illness? Give up.

Oh, good, good.

Ringer relaxed.

Looking at the clothes of the patient's family members, he judged that even with extracorporeal membrane lung, the family would have to borrow a lot of money to see a doctor.

Even if the patient recovers and leaves the hospital, it will be very difficult to repay such a large amount of money in the future. It's not just a person, but a family.

Give up, life always has to insist and give up.

The man's hand trembled, wiped his tears and said, "doctor, we know that we have just told the professor that we will give up rescue."

Zheng Ren glanced at the patient's daughter. She lowered her head and didn't speak.

"I'm not here to persuade you to give up." Zheng Ren said: "in my judgment, if craniotomy is performed and extracorporeal membrane lung support is used, the probability of recovery of patients is about 50%

The man was shocked.

The patient's daughter raised her head and looked at Zheng Ren blankly. She didn't understand what she had just said.

How is the condition getting worse and worse? Can it be rescued?

"Doctor, it's not that we don't save." The man said with some embarrassment.

He has feelings for the patient, but the fact does not allow him to be emotional.

Living is sometimes too difficult. Just to live hard, you have to do your best. If you add a family that starts with a skull and needs to be taken care of in bed

"In our village, someone has done this kind of operation. Knock the skull open."

Zheng Ren nodded. Although the man didn't speak in order, he was still easy to understand.

"After the operation, people are useless. Our house..." he said with a long sigh. The waist bent a little more, as if he could not breathe under the weight of his shoulders.

The patient's daughter interrupted him and asked, "doctor, how much is it?"

"Three or five hundred thousand." Zheng Ren gave a vague figure, which is astronomical for the patient's daughter.

When she heard it, she shook her body, dizzy, and tears came down directly.

"But the problem of money can be solved." Zheng Ren hurriedly said, "we..."

Then someone knocked at the door. Hu Yanhui carried the box, followed by two people from the legal department.

"Boss Zheng, here we are."

"Xiao Hu changes clothes and goes first." Zheng Ren said, "the legal department will stay and explain to the patient's home later."

Ringer was surprised, but he didn't question it.

He stroked it quickly and understood what boss Zheng meant.

Xinglinyuan surgery live broadcast, bear this huge medical expenses. But... This is not an interventional operation, nor is it a general surgery, but a neurosurgical operation!

Can boss Zheng take it down?

Ringer whispered, "boss Zheng, are you sure?"

"Eighty percent." Zheng Ren replied.

Ringer nodded, knowing the bottom of his heart.

"Doctor, I still want to give up." The man said, "you don't know about our family. Now..."

"You're going back to farming. Go now!" The patient's daughter said impolitely, "does my mother have a place to apologize to you? Now lying in bed, do you want to go?"

"Girl, you know what's going on at home..." the man's head is getting lower and lower.

These words made him feel a lot easier.

"Don't mention hundreds of thousands. I've pieced together all these tens of thousands of dollars. I don't know how to pay them back when I go back."

"Get out!" The patient's daughter screamed hysterically, "the farther away the better. Even if my mother died here, you don't have to send it!"

The man trembled, covered his face, and tears flowed from his fingers. Concrete, filthy.

"The patient's condition is very urgent. Every minute of delay will bring unpredictable risks." Zheng Ren said, "hurry up and decide whether to accept conditional assistance."

"What conditions?" Asked the patient's daughter.

Zheng Ren talked about the live broadcast of the operation.

The man stood up in silence and said, "doctor, I still want to give up."

"Doctor, I want treatment. 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 is most afraid of this.