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Chapter 177: Tetralogy of Fallot

"Brother Dong, are you telling the truth?"

Wenjie was stunned and looked at Wu Xiangdong in disbelief, as if all this was a dream.

"Of course, although your sister's condition is complicated, it is not a terminal illness and can be cured." Wu Xiangdong smiled and nodded, answering with certainty.

"However, I have taken my sister to see doctors in many hospitals. After listening to my sister's heart sounds, their diagnoses were very clear..."

Speaking of this, Wenjie couldn't help but picture the doctors shaking their heads and sighing, as if they had sentenced his sister to death when they talked about this disease.

"You're talking about tetralogy of Fallot."

Seeing Wenjie's hesitant expression, Wu Xiangdong naturally knew what he wanted to express.

After all, tetralogy of Fallot is the most complex type of congenital heart disease. Its basic pathology is ventricular septal defect, pulmonary stenosis, aortic straddling and right ventricular hypertrophy.

Generally, children with congenital heart disease will only develop one pathology. The most common ones are atrial septum with left-to-right shunt, ventricular septal defect and patent ductus arteriosus, which are latent cyanotic heart diseases.

If the defect of this type of congenital heart disease is less than 3mm, it can basically heal on its own by the age of 1 year, and bruising will only appear on the face when crying violently or holding one's breath.

However, children with tetralogy of Fallot are different from the above. Not only do they have many pathological symptoms, but they also have the most serious right-to-left shunt in the heart blood circulation. It ranks first among the cyanotic heart malformations in children.

"Yes, they say that 90% of children with this disease will die before the age of 10, and it will become more serious in the later stages, and even surgery cannot be performed." Wenjie said thoughtfully.

In fact, after his sister was diagnosed with this disease, Wenjie also searched for information through various channels such as hospitals or libraries, but the final response was a ruthless blow.

"The situation you mentioned is indeed the problem faced by children with tetralogy of Fallot today."

Wu Xiangdong did not deny Wenjie's statement. After all, this was the consensus of experts in the medical field at the time, and the results were the same no matter where he went.

Wenjie's heart sank after hearing this. It seemed that the situation was still the same as he thought. Just when his hopes were about to be dashed again, Wu Xiangdong patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't be discouraged. The disease they are helpless about does not mean that your brother Dong has nothing to do."

"Let's take Wendi to the hospital now to give her a comprehensive examination, and then wait for the results to come out before making further plans."

Facing Wu Xiangdong's comfort, Wenjie looked up at him with a confident look, especially the confidence in his eyes, which Wenjie had never seen in other doctors.

This gave him a feeling of relief.

"Brother Dong, thank you." Wenjie said solemnly.

"To put it bluntly, it is my job to treat illnesses and save people."

After saying that, Wu Xiangdong turned to look at the clinic staff not far away, "Is there an oxygen bag here? Fill it up for me. I'll take it away later."

Leng Buding's words made their hearts tremble. It was obvious that they were still a little afraid when facing Wu Xiangdong.

"Oxygen bags, do we have them?"

"It seems I just got one two days ago, but I don't know where I put it."

The staff looked at each other in confusion, not knowing where they had put the things. After all, oxygen bags were still a rarity at that time, and they had no idea where they were generally stored.

At this moment, another person hurriedly walked towards the door of the clinic.

He looks to be in his thirties, has a middle-parted head, a general belly, and a large wallet under his arm. He is a typical nouveau riche.

When he saw what happened in the clinic, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"How come it's like this? Didn't I tell you to pay attention to your methods?"

As soon as he came up, he started to accuse the clinic staff, presumably the owner of the clinic, but the person who was being scolded just lowered his head and did not dare to refute his words.

"Boss, please listen to my explanation."

Finally, it was the older employee who, under pressure, gave the boss a brief description of what had just happened.

"Really? The bridge of your nose was broken just now, and then it was put back together?"

In fact, he had already listened to the report from the staff on the way here. Originally, he had not planned to show up. After all, he was at fault in this matter. If someone finds out about it, he will inevitably be poked in the back by his colleagues.

But as a boss, he also had keen insight. When he reported the conflict between Wu Xiangdong and the staff, he instinctively felt that this person was something special.

Sure enough, when he rushed to the clinic, his eyes started to shine after hearing the reset technique used by Wu Xiangdong.

"Yes, boss."

The staff member, whose face was still swollen at this time, did not dare to take a breath. When faced with the boss's inquiries, he was as obedient as a cat.

"Zizzizi, this reset technique is better than any doctor I have ever seen."

The boss looked at the staff's noses as if they were appreciating a very satisfying work of art.

Then he took out a gray bill from his wallet and threw it to the man.

"That's the end of the matter. I'll give you two days off. Go home and buy some eggs to supplement your health. Don't come out during this period. It's embarrassing."

Looking at the banknotes in his hand, the man couldn't believe his eyes. He didn't expect to be treated like this after being beaten, and what happened just now was forgotten in his mind.

When everyone saw him running away with the money, they felt envious in their hearts, and some even wished they could be beaten too.

When the boss saw their envious looks, he immediately cursed: "What are you doing here? Why don't you hurry up and find an oxygen bag? If it delays the child's treatment, I want you to look good."

As soon as the boss gave the order, the people below would not dare to disobey, and they immediately began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find it.

At the same time, the boss who had just lost his temper instantly put on a smile and walked towards Wu Xiangdong.

"Brother, do you want to smoke?"

The boss took out a pack of Hongtashan from his wallet, struck a match and handed it over.

"Won't."

Wu Xiangdong shook his head and had no intention of continuing.

Faced with the rejection, the boss was not angry at all. He took a stick and was about to put it in his mouth.

"Hey, do you want everyone to be buried with you?"

Wu Xiangdong's abrupt words made the boss stunned. Then he saw the half-man-high oxygen tank behind Wu Xiangdong and suddenly trembled.

"Sorry, I'm used to it outside." The boss put the cigarette on his ear awkwardly, and then stuffed Hongtashan back into his bag.

"What do you want from me?"
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