Chapter 502: Fate

What's the use of asking for money when people aren't around.

Perhaps this is love.

Zheng Ren nodded and looked at Director Zhou.

I have finished my questions, and the rest is the normal legal process and the most important thing is Du Chunfang's personal authorization.

"Xiao Zheng, is it safe to have an operation?" Director Zhou didn't shy away from asking this question directly in front of Du Chunfang's boyfriend.

"It's very big, and there is only a small probability that there will be problems. But no matter what, I will go all out to strive for a good result." Zheng Ren said frankly.

This is different from other times and explanations to other patients.

Having been deeply involved in this matter, Zheng Ren didn't mind being certain.

A gleam of hope appeared in the young man's eyes.

"Originally, I planned to wait a few months until I had saved up to 20,000 yuan, and then I would take her to the provincial capital for surgery." The young man said, "I didn't expect her life to be so bad...it was all my fault, I wish I had borrowed the money sooner."

What he said has nothing to do with what Zheng Ren and Director Zhou said.

But a trace of guilt and joy could be heard in his tone.

Today, he also asked someone to inquire. Under the current situation, no one is willing to operate on the patient.

Instead of surgery, let’s not talk about how much money is spent in the ICU, this is the beginning.

Next, if blood oxygen cannot be improved, long-term endotracheal intubation requires tracheotomy. Next, complications that often occur in the ICU, such as hypostatic pneumonia, are fatal diseases.

Whether the ICU can be launched alive is two things.

And that Dr. Zheng, who looked a bit simple and honest, actually said that he could perform the operation, and he was very sure, so the young man was pleasantly surprised.

Even if the level of medical care in Haicheng is worse than that of the provincial capital, as long as you dare to stand on stage, you should have some skills.

Zheng Ren walked out of the confession room, took a deep breath, and felt that his emotions had stabilized a bit.

Director Pan stood outside, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were looking directly out of the window. The bright lights of Wanjia in Haicheng were absolutely incompatible with this side of life and death.

"Zheng Ren, it's not a big operation, is it?" Director Pan said, "I've had surgery for a patent ductus arteriosus before, and it's not difficult. It's said that an interventional umbrella can be used to block it recently. What do you think?"

"The operation is very simple, and the patient's condition is also good. If there is no situation that modern medicine cannot explain, it will basically not fail." Zheng Ren and Director Pan told the truth.

"Well, tonight or tomorrow?"

"The sooner the better, the less money you spend and the faster you recover," Zheng Ren said.

Director Pan's hands were behind his back, and the fingers of his right hand were beating the back of his left hand as if they were beating "Guan Cone".

He didn't ask Zheng Ren if he had done it, how many similar surgeries he had done, and what the success rate was.

Everything is rooted in the confidence built up by countless operations after several months of contact.

Su Yun stood quietly on the side, as if thinking about something. Once this person becomes quiet, it will make people feel very weird. Why don't he stand up and spray this, and spray that, it's normal.

After a few minutes, Director Zhou and the young man came out, and the hospital's legal adviser was holding a document with the young man's signature and fingerprints on it.

"Prepare the camera equipment, and let's start." Director Zhou waved and said.

"Su Yun, how long will it take for the patient to break out of sedation?" Zheng Ren asked.

"5-10 minutes. Because the patient is young, the drug metabolism speed will be a little faster. It is estimated that 5 or 6 minutes will be enough." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren nodded.

After changing their clothes, everyone entered the ICU.

The young man was a little nervous, his hands were hidden in his sleeves, trembling slightly.

Entering the ICU, Su Yun and the doctor on duty tonight said: "Stop the midazolam pump, and inject midazolam 4mg into the muscle with flumazenil."

A gleam of joy appeared on the ICU doctor's face, and he asked in a low voice, "Brother Yun, do you not need to extubate?"

Su Yun didn't show any joy, but nodded slightly with a rare serious expression.

The ICU doctor happily went to assist the nurse to stop the venous pump and intramuscularly inject antagonist drugs to the patient.

"Do you see something wrong?" Zheng Ren saw that Su Yun's state was not right, so he leaned over and asked.

"I'm worried." Su Yun said directly: "I'm worried that once the patient wakes up, he will become agitated due to fear, causing a sharp drop in blood oxygen and unable to complete the signing procedure."

This was also within Zheng Ren's expectations.

But there is no good way.

"That's not what I'm most worried about." Su Yun continued unexpectedly, and Zheng Ren was taken aback.

"What are you worried about?"

"The patient knows that medical treatment requires money, and she doesn't want to drag her little boyfriend down. She doesn't want to die, and she doesn't want to drag others down. Once this bloody drama happens, boss, you will be very embarrassed." Su Yun's expression was a little indifferent, and the forehead The black hair is flying.

This was something Zheng Ren didn't expect.

He thought about it carefully, and it was indeed possible for this to happen.

but,

There is still no good way.

Everything that can be done has been done.

leftover,

Leave it to fate.

A few minutes later, Du Chunfang became restless, and the blood oxygen saturation on the monitor began to drop from 98%.

"Du Chunfang, don't be afraid." The ICU doctor said loudly in the patient's ear.

Shouting repeatedly seems to make the patient sober.

Her breathing eased a bit, and with the supply of pure oxygen, her blood oxygen saturation stabilized at around 92%.

The young man appeared in front of the hospital bed, holding Du Chunfang's hand, tears falling down uncontrollably.

"You're in a stable mood. She can't hold on for too long in this situation." Zheng Ren warned in a low voice.

The young man nodded vigorously, tears streaming down his face.

The camera started to work, Director Zhou replaced the doctor in the ICU, and told the story in the most concise words.

The patient is only in a sedated state to relieve the discomfort caused by endotracheal intubation, so as to avoid respiratory spasm and severe hypoxia.

There is nothing wrong with sanity.

She quickly understood Director Zhou's words and nodded hard.

She looked at her lover with infinite attachment in her eyes.

"Next, you will determine the guardian during the illness. There is a camera here, which will record all your actions as evidence." Director Zhou said, "Here is a document that needs your signature. If you don't have the power, Just press your thumbprint."

The doctor in the ICU took out the big red ink pad and prepared it aside.

The patient used all his strength to hold the young man's hand.

The camera recorded it all.

"Ms. Du Chunfang, next, please be sure. During your illness, Mr. Li Liang will be the guardian of your treatment in the city's first hospital?" the hospital's legal adviser solemnly said in front of the camera.

Du Chunfang nodded vigorously.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, if dog blood splattered everywhere, it would not be fun.

The next step was to press the fingerprint, because the patient did not have the strength to sign, so with the help of the nurse, he reluctantly pressed a bright red fingerprint on the legal document.

The program is complete.