339 let out a long sigh

"What's wrong?" asked Jung-in.

"I sing double reeds at home. Chang Yue's tone was not very good.

"Double reed?" the professor paused.

Although he has a high aptitude for language, the professor is not able to understand and understand this description in a short period of time.

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

Zheng Rengang has completed the 64-slice CT 3D reconstruction of the liver of a patient with 3-8 beds, and it can be said that with a high probability, the patient's condition can be controlled.

But there are a pair of children in the patient's family, one is white-faced and the other is red-faced, Zheng Ren still can't understand.

Seeing that Zheng Ren was a little confused, Chang Yue explained indifferently, "The patient's hospitalization was arranged by the family. ”

This is nonsense.

"In order to let relatives and friends see that they are not unfilial. The old man was sick, and he didn't see a doctor at the township clinic, so he was taken directly to Haicheng and lived in the best city hospital. Chang Yue's tone became colder and colder, and Zheng Ren could feel a biting chill.

"After my friends and relatives finished reading it, my family began to ask for automatic discharge. ”

"I persuaded a few words, saying that when you come back from the 64-row 3D reconstruction and see if you are sure of the treatment of this disease, the patient's son will start to make trouble. ”

In a few simple words, the whole thing is outlined clearly.

Many people are usually reluctant to spend money on the elderly, and when the old man dies, the funeral is called a luxury.

to the living, for the sake of face.

Zheng Ren understands this.

Because I understand,

So it's even more helpless.

The patient's condition is under control. Although liver cancer is known as the king of cancer, Zheng Ren believes that as long as the patient can come for surgery and re-examination once every two months, he should have surgery and be discharged without surgery. Patients do not need to take expensive targeted drugs, and they can live for three to five years without any problem.

But......

It's so helpless.

"What are you doing?" asked Jung-in.

"Consent to voluntary discharge. Chang Yue turned his head and continued typing.

Zheng Ren has no choice, he can't press the old man on the operating table, just do the operation.

The office was very quiet, and Professor Rudolf Wagner was not in a very good mood when he saw Zheng Ren and Chang Yue, and he wanted to communicate with Zheng Ren with a stomach full of things, but he could only forcibly hold back.

I almost suffocated internal injuries.

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

The scolding man didn't come in, it was the woman who had been persuading men.

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

If there was no Chang Yue's explanation, Zheng Ren estimated that he would have believed it at this time.

can hide a clinical doctor, it can be said that the drama is good to a certain extent. The expression is sincere and delicate, full of helplessness and sadness.

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

"Sign it. Chang Yue's face lost the smile he used to have when he communicated and communicated with the patient's family, and it was cold, like a sculpture.

"Uh-huh. The woman nodded hurriedly and picked up the pen.

Here, writes, it has been understood 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 consultation and strongly requested to be discharged. If there are any consequences, you will be responsible for them. Chang Yue's confession was written very ruthlessly, and he was usually discharged from the hospital, and he would never say it so explicitly.

Zheng Ren could feel the anger emanating from Chang Yue's body.

The daughter of the patient with bed 3-8 was stunned for a moment.

"Rest assured, this signature will not be seen by others. Chang Yue said, "It's just to prove that I said such things to you, and when Director Pan asks in the future, I will have something to explain." ”

When it came to Director Pan, the woman was embarrassed.

She no longer hesitated, and began to write down a large paragraph of what Chang Yue said on the signed book.

Zheng Ren silently watched the woman signing, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Most of them are a pity.

Even if it's just one surgery?

Patients can live from six months to a year longer.

If I go back now, I am expected to die of illness within three months to six months.

A long sigh.

The family members of the 3-8 bed patients quickly signed the papers, and she asked about the time of discharge and some related questions.

Chang Yue said a few words to her impatiently, and began to do her own work.

The patient's family had mixed emotions in their hearts, but Zheng Ren didn't have the heart to know so much. Seeing this, it was like Chang Yue said, and he lost interest, and began to pick up "General Surgery", looking at himself.

The professor felt that everything was strange and new, and he clicked his eyes, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

The patient's family quickly left the office in disagreement, and less than half an hour later, the patient left the emergency ward with a large bag and a small bag.

Clinicians are hard, and this is where the main difficulty is.

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

This time, because of the relationship with Director Pan, the patient's family just wanted to leave, and they didn't dare to insult Chang Yue and Zheng Ren too much.

If you change people, at least you will be idle.

Chang Yue was busy with the procedures for the patient's discharge, threw the case to the nurse's station, changed his clothes and left with Zheng Ren's angry notification.

Zheng Ren didn't dare to provoke Chang Yue, and it was estimated that even Su Yun didn't dare to provoke this.

Today's day is not good, the midday sun is weak and not warm.

Zheng Ren looked at the book, and he didn't feel like the afternoon sun was shining.

While reading a book, I chatted with Shay people on WeChat without a word, and the time passed quickly, and I went to work in the afternoon in the blink of an eye.

……

At the same time, in a second-class hospital in the right-wing central banner of Horqin, Inner Mongolia (Note 1).

The interventional physician is attending the hospital consultation.

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

Originally, he was the object of being forgotten by the hospital's consultation, but after seeing the hybrid surgery in Xinglinyuan, he had a lot of experience. I heard that there was a hospital consultation, so I came over.

He understands why he wants to be consulted in the hospital.

This disease, here, has no rule of law.

Hospital consultation shows that the hospital attaches great importance to it. It's not medical malpractice, it's that we really can't help it.

Once upon a time, there really wasn't a way.

But now, interventional doctors think that patients can at least have a chance.

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

All agree that the patient is older, has more complications, and the surgery is riskier...... It can hardly be called a risk, and you will definitely die when you come to power.

If treated conservatively, there is a 1 in 100 chance of survival.

But that's also fate.

Interventional physicians do not despise them, which is limited by medical conditions.

More than 100 years ago, tuberculosis was still an incurable disease, but now?

Because it was the most marginal department in the hospital, the interventional doctor 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 dismiss the meeting, and finally asked habitually, "Who else has an opinion?"

"I want to say two things. ”

……

(Note 1: One of my patients is the director of the Grain Bureau of the Right Wing Central Banner in Horqin, Inner Mongolia, who has been retired for decades.) So I've been remembering this place name, and I think it's a little interesting. )

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