Su Mingsong was stunned and said, "Dr. Song, we have met before and we discussed my father-in-law's condition in your office yesterday."
"Oh, I won't deliberately remember people who don't matter."
Song Ze had long heard about the ungrateful old man in the Su family and the disagreement between the brothers. He must be Xiao Jian's third uncle.
What is the use of such an uncle who doesn't ask anything clearly and slanders his niece every time he opens his mouth?
"Xiao Jian, come with me."
Originally, Su Mingsong's father-in-law was not a patient of his. Su Mingsong, a filial son-in-law, visited the attending physicians of all departments in the hospital in order to save his father-in-law's life.
It seems necessary to crack down on the hospital, not to accept unreasonable money, to accept all kinds of patients, and to give the green light to all kinds of patients' families.
Su Jian glanced at the haggard old man on the hospital bed. He was out of treatment, and it would only last a day or two. Su Mingsong, a phoenix man, without the support of his father-in-law, would definitely have a difficult time in the Ding family in the future.
Haha, the men in the old Su family are really strong-willed. Including her father, they all relied on their father-in-law to make their fortunes. Su Dan will not be able to do this in the future.
Song Ze took her to another hospital bed. The man on the hospital bed had his eyes closed tightly and his face was slightly pale. The pain caused this professional elite to be in great pain.
"Has he had glioma surgery?" She looked away from the medical record card, and Song Ze nodded approvingly.
Doctors are most taboo about carelessness. From the moment she entered the ward, Su Jian's attention was focused on the two patients.
"That's right. They were transferred to the city from the National Association Hospital. They had been to many cities for medical treatment before coming here."
"Is his identity special?"
Judging from the lady's tone, she must have everything to do, and the earth would not be able to function without him.
"I heard he is the general manager of a state-owned company in Beijing."
He also heard the chatter of the nurses in the department, and the pomp and circumstance of the patient when he was first admitted to the hospital, which alarmed the entire inpatient building. After the hospital's repeated requests, the number of people visiting the patient gradually decreased.
Su Mingsong had been eavesdropping and transferred his father-in-law from the advanced ward to the neurosurgery department. After a lot of effort, he had to kneel down.
The ward here is tense, and the doctor opposite who has an unknown background and goes to his bed every day is an attending physician. Just like now, Song Ze has never seen his father-in-law's illness.
Bah! They are all snobbery. His father-in-law has repeatedly insisted not to use his privileges for benefit. He does not want to add a disgraceful touch in the last moments of his life. Otherwise, Song Ze and others will not use them for medical treatment even if they kneel down to beg him.
Su Jian and Song Ze continued to discuss the patient's condition.
"His wife wants to completely remove the lesion, right?"
Song Ze smiled fondly, "Yes."
"The head is not a watermelon. Cut it if you want. A craniotomy is equivalent to a trip to hell. The best way now is to rest."
"You're right, Xiao Jane. I'm glad to see you growing up rapidly. I'm not very good at communication. Is there any way you can persuade the lady?"
He did it on purpose. Song Ze is a master of technology and a good dancer. He must have already thought about how to make the patient's family give up on having another surgery.
"Can I try?"
Song Ze smiled and nodded. At this time, the lady came in with the hospital director. Seeing Song Ze there, she was obviously stunned.
"Oh, Dr. Song, you are here too. Tell me how the patient is doing."
Song Ze did not rush to report, but pushed Su Jian to the front, "Dean He, she is Professor Fang Yongfang's close disciple, Su Jian."