He flipped through the informed consent documents and did not find the consent form for caesarean section. But it was not a big problem. He could just find a consent document for the operation and have the family members sign it.
In fact, this was the first surgery that didn't require much attention. Given Zi Xiaoguan's status, even if there were no family members to sign, they wouldn't be able to make any waves.
But rules must be established to avoid trouble later and to set rules for future surgeries.
He came to the door with the information sheet and shouted: "Who is the family member of the mother, come here."
"Me." A young man about twenty years old shouted and ran over quickly.
Behind him were two middle-aged men, a man and a woman, in their thirties and forties, who must be his parents. Judging from the clothes of the three of them, they must be from wealthy families.
The young man said anxiously: "Master, how is Zhuo Jing doing?"
Chen Jingke looked solemn and said: "You should have known her condition when we sent her, so why bother asking."
The young man looked desperate and begged: "Is there really no way? Zhenren Sun is a living god, there must be a way, right? Please, you must save her, she is still so young."
Chen Jingke couldn't help but feel a little fond of him and said: "There is no way to save her, but it is very dangerous. It depends on whether you are willing or not."
The young man seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and said quickly: "I am willing. As long as I can save her, I am willing to do anything."
Chen Jingke briefly explained the caesarean section to him, then took out the information letter and said, "If you agree, just sign it."
"Ah? If you cut open the stomach, the person will die. How can you save the person? Don't lie to us, this real person." The middle-aged woman following behind exclaimed.
"Yeah, I've never heard of someone who can survive after having their stomach cut open." The middle-aged man said in disbelief.
"This..." The young people were also undecided. A caesarean section was indeed too unbelievable for them.
Chen Jingke can understand their thoughts, but he also knows that it is useless to talk too much about medical knowledge at this time, and it is best to leave them with no choice.
"I know why you are suspicious, but you know her condition very well. The fetus is not in the correct position. She has a narrow chance of death if she undergoes surgery, but she will definitely die if she doesn't."
"If you are willing to believe in my master's medical skills, let him try it. If you don't want to, you can prepare for the funeral."
"This... this..." The young man became even more frightened and at a loss.
The middle-aged woman advised: "Don't listen to them when you have a baby. You can't cut it. There is no such thing in the world."
The middle-aged man said: "Even if you die, you must leave a whole body for burial. I believe Wan'er must have thought so too."
The young man was a little moved.
Chen Jingke was also a little anxious, but he still endured and said: "We have asked the mother that she is willing to accept all treatments for the sake of the child."
"This child is the continuation of your two lives. Even if you kill her now, let alone a caesarean section, she will still give birth to the child."
The middle-aged woman's eyes lit up and she quickly asked: "Can a caesarean section save the child?"
Chen Jingke was very disgusted with her and said impatiently: "I don't know, even if the operation goes well, I can save her life, or maybe I can't save anyone at all."
The middle-aged man also changed his attitude and said decisively: "Cut, cut now."
He also advised his son: "Let's do whatever it takes to have a baby. The baby is important, so take a gamble."
The young man finally made a decision and said: "I agree, but..."
After saying that, he knelt on the ground and said: "Please, Master, please save Wan'er. I will do anything as long as I can save her."
Chen Jingke couldn't help but look at him with admiration, helped him up and said, "Don't worry, we will do our best to treat him."
"The situation is urgent. Every delay in giving birth puts the mother in more danger. Come and sign it first."
The young man's hands kept shaking, and it took several times to hold the pen properly. He wrote his wife's name, Ding Wan, in the maternal column, and his own name, Zhuang Sheng, in the family column.
Chen Jingke was afraid that something would happen again, so he snatched the information sheet and told the boy next to him: "Go and inform the master that the operation can be performed."
The Taoist boy did not dare to delay and hurriedly ran to the ward.
Zhuang Sheng also shouted from behind: "Tell the real person that Wan'er must be saved, and I am willing to do anything to repay him."
Seeing that his sincerity was definitely not fake, Chen Jingke was moved in his heart and said: "The fear in the mother's heart will also increase the danger."
"If the person she trusts most is by her side at this time, it can increase the survival rate by at least 20%. Do you want to go into the ward to accompany her?"
"No, if... this is unlucky, you can't go in." The middle-aged woman said first.
It is also caused by superstitious thoughts, which believe that it is unlucky for a mother to see blood during childbirth. If the birth goes smoothly, it is fine, but if not, it will be regarded as unlucky and evil, and it is easy to contaminate the body.
Chen Jingke said unhappily: "If you were in trouble, would you want your husband to be by your side?"
The woman's expression turned ugly and she said arrogantly: "I just can't do it if I say no."
Chen Jingke knew that he couldn't reason with her, so he said to Zhuang Sheng: "The blood demons and evil spirits are all nonsense. Even if they exist, would they still dare to come to Zixiao Temple?"
"Think about the wonderful life you two had before... She is your wife and will accompany you throughout your life. Can you bear to watch her die?"
"If you don't go, you will have a narrow escape. If you go, your chances will increase by at least 20%...you should think about it carefully."
This is not nonsense. In many cases, it is precisely because of the unyielding spirit that miracles happen again and again.
Zhuang Sheng, who was still hesitant at first, immediately made up his mind and said, "I'll go and tell you how to be a real person."
Chen Jingke said with appreciation: "Okay, it's a man, come with me."
"Sister, you can't go. How can I live if you have something wrong with me?" the middle-aged woman grabbed him and said.
Zhuang Sheng bowed to the two of them and said, "Ah, mother, please forgive me for being unfilial. But Wan'er is my wife, and I can't ignore her."
"Zhenzhen Sun is a famous doctor in the world. He will not lie to us... Please pray here to our ancestors to help us tide over the difficulties."
After speaking, he broke away from his mother's hand holding the clothes and followed Chen Jingke to the operating room.
His mother was left crying: "Son, why are you so confused..."
The middle-aged man was already irritable, so when he saw this, he shouted: "Shut up, you are still howling in a normal way, curse Sheng'er and Wan'er to death, right?"
The middle-aged woman's cries stopped suddenly, and the small courtyard became quiet again.
Chen Jingke first took Zhuang Sheng to the locker room, got him a white coat of about the same size, and said:
"When you go in later, you only need to do one thing, comfort her. Tell her about your happy life before, and then think about the beautiful days in the future."
"In short, she can say whatever she wants to hear, and she can say whatever she wants to hear."
Zhuang Sheng said with determination: "Don't worry, Sir, I understand."