"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I'm singing a double act at home." Chang Yue's tone was not very good.

"Double act?" The professor was stunned.

Although he has a high talent in language, the professor cannot understand this description in a short period of time.

Neither Zheng Ren nor Chang Yue had the time to explain to the professor.

Zheng Rengang had completed the 3D reconstruction of the 64-row CT liver of the patient with beds 3-8. It can be said that, most likely, the patient's condition can be controlled.

However, Zheng Ren still couldn't understand the patient's family, one sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang a sang

Seeing that Zheng Ren was a little confused, Chang Yue explained coldly: "The patient was hospitalized by the family."

This is nonsense.

"The purpose is to let relatives and friends see that he is not unfilial. The old man is sick and has not been treated in the township health center. He is taken directly to Haicheng and lives in the best city first hospital." Chang Yue's tone became colder and colder, and Zheng Ren could feel the biting chill.

"After all relatives and friends have finished reading, the family has begun to ask for automatic discharge from the hospital."

"I just advised me a few words and said that when you come back from 64 rows of three-dimensional reconstruction, see if you have a great grasp of the treatment of this disease, the patient's son will start to make trouble."

A few simple words outline the whole thing clearly.

Many people are reluctant to spend money on the elderly. When the elderly die, the funeral is so luxurious.

To show the living people, for the sake of face.

Zheng Ren understands this.

Because I understand,

So it's even more helpless.

The patient's condition is in a controllable stage. Although liver cancer is known as the king of cancer, Zheng Ren thinks that as long as the patient can have surgery and follow-up examination every two months, he should have surgery and be discharged from the hospital without surgery. The patient does not need to take expensive targeted drugs and can live for three to five years.

But……

Very helpless.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Call the consent form for automatic discharge." Chang Yue turned his head and continued to type.

Zheng Ren had no choice. He could not hold the old man on the operating table and just do the surgery.

The office was very quiet. Professor Rudolph Wagner was not in a good mood when he saw that Zheng Ren and Chang Yue were in a bad mood. He wanted to communicate with Zheng Ren for a lot of things, but he could only force him to hold it in.

Almost suffered internal injuries.

Soon, Chang Yue sat at the desk and called in the family of patients with beds 3-8.

The man who was cursing didn't come in, but the woman who kept persuading the man.

She looked embarrassed and came in and said, "Doctor, I'm really embarrassed. My brother has a bad temper."

If Chang Yue had no explanation, Zheng Ren would have believed it at this time.

It can be said that the drama master has reached a certain level of concealment. His expression is sincere and delicate, full of helplessness and sadness.

But with Chang Yue's explanation, in Zheng Ren's opinion, her "performance" is full of flaws everywhere.

"Sign it." Chang Yue's face was gone without the past communication with the patient's family. The smile he had when communicating with was cold, like a sculpture.

"Yeah." The woman nodded quickly and picked up the pen.

"I have written here that I have learned that the patient was diagnosed with liver cancer and can be treated surgically. However, due to family and financial reasons, the immediate family refused the operation after negotiation and strongly demanded discharge from the hospital. If there are any consequences, I will be responsible for it." Chang Yue's explanation was extremely ruthless. If he is discharged from the hospital automatically, he will never say so explicitly.

Zheng Ren could feel the anger emitted from Chang Yue.

The daughter of the patient in beds 3-8 was stunned for a moment.

"Don't worry, no one will see this signature." Chang Yue said: "It's just to prove that I have said such words to you. When Director Pan asks you in the future, I have something to explain."

When it comes to Director Pan, the woman is embarrassed.

She no longer hesitated and began to write the long passage that Chang Yue said in the signature book.

Zheng Ren silently watched the woman signing, feeling indescribable.

Most of it is a pity.

Even if you only have one surgery?

Patients can live half a year to one more year.

When you go back now, you will probably die of illness within three months to half a year.

A long sigh.

The family of the patient from beds 3-8 quickly signed the letter, and she asked about the time of discharge and some related questions.

Chang Yue said a few words to her impatiently and started doing his own work.

The patient's family was a little complicated, but Zheng Ren didn't have the time to learn so much. Seeing this, he was as Chang Yue said, and he lost interest. He began to pick up "General Surgery" and looked at himself.

The professor felt that everything was strange and novel, and he looked at him and didn't know what he was thinking.

The patient's family quickly left the office awkwardly. Less than half an hour later, they took the patient away from the emergency room with their belongings in small bags.

It is difficult for clinicians to do it, and it is mainly difficult here.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and if you are not careful, you will be crushed to pieces.

This time, it was because of Director Pan, and the patient's family just wanted to leave, but did not dare to insult Chang Yue and Zheng Ren too much.

If you change someone, at least you will get idle.

After finishing the discharge procedures of the patient, Chang Yue threw the case to the nurse's station, changed his clothes, and Zheng Ren was notified and left with anger.

Zheng Ren dared not provoke Chang Yue, probably even Su Yun dared not provoke this person.

Today's day was not good, the sun was very weak at noon and was not warm.

Zheng Ren looked at the book and no longer felt the afternoon sun was shining.

While reading a book, I chatted with Xie Yiren on WeChat without saying a word. Time flies quickly, and it is the blink of an eye that it will be time for work in the afternoon.

...

At the same time, in a second-level hospital in Korqin Right Wing Central Banner, Inner Mongolia (Note 1).

Interventional doctors are attending a hospital-wide consultation.

In the ICU ward, there was a patient with lower gastrointestinal bleeding, and the entire hospital was helpless.

Originally, he was forgotten by the hospital consultation, but after seeing the hybrid surgery in Xinglin Garden, he had a lot of experience. He heard that the hospital consultation was so he came over.

He understood why the whole hospital had to consult.

This disease is not cured here.

The hospital pays attention to consultations throughout the hospital. It is not a medical accident, but we really have no choice.

In the past, there was no way.

But now, interventional physicians believe that patients have at least a chance to take a try.

The deputy section chief of the medical department presided over the consultations of the entire hospital, and the directors of each department made speeches.

Everyone believes that the patient is older, has many complications, and the risk of surgery... can hardly be called a risk, and he will definitely die when he goes on stage.

If conservative treatment is treated, there is still a one-percent chance of survival.

But that depends on your life.

The interventional physicians did not despise them, because they were limited by medical conditions.

More than a hundred years ago, tuberculosis was still an incurable disease, but what about now?

Because it is the most marginal department in the hospital, the interventional physician sat in the corner and waited for a long time.

After everyone finished speaking, the deputy chief of the medical department packed up his things and prepared to leave the meeting. Finally, he asked habitually, "Who else has any objections?"

"I want to say a few words."

...
Chapter completed!