502 Fate

When people are not there, what's the use of asking for money.

Perhaps, this is love.

Zheng Ren nodded and looked at Director Zhou.

After asking what I want to ask, the rest is the normal legal process and the most important thing is Du Chunfang's personal authorization.

"Xiao Zheng, if you have surgery, will you be sure?" Director Zhou did not shy away from it, and asked this question directly in front of Du Chunfang's boyfriend.

"It's big, and there's only a small chance that there will be a problem. But no matter what, I'm going to give it my all and try for a good result. Zheng Ren said calmly.

This is different from other times and other patients.

Already deeply involved in this matter, Zheng Ren doesn't mind saying something affirmative.

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

"Originally, I was going to save up 20,000 yuan in a few months, and then take her to the provincial capital for surgery. The young man said, "I didn't expect life to be so bad...... It's all my fault, if only I had borrowed money earlier. ”

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

But there was a hint of guilt and a hint of joy in his tone.

Today, he also asked someone to inquire, and now in this case, no one is willing to operate on the patient.

Without surgery, let's not talk about how much money you spend in the ICU, this is the beginning.

Next, if the blood oxygen does not improve, long-term endotracheal intubation requires tracheotomy. Next, complications that often occur in ICUs, such as pneumonia, are life-threatening diseases.

Whether or not the ICU can be launched alive is two words.

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

Even if Haicheng's medical level is worse than that of the provincial capital, as long as you dare to come to power, you should have some ability.

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

Director Pan was standing outside, with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking out the window, and the lights of thousands of homes in Haicheng were bright, which was incompatible with this life-and-death decision.

"Zheng Ren, the operation is not big, is it. Director Pan said, "I have had surgery for patent ductus arteriosus before, and it is not difficult. It is said that it can be blocked with an intervention umbrella recently, what do you think?"

"The surgery was easy and the patient was in fine condition. If there is no situation that cannot be explained by modern medicine, it will not fail. Zheng Ren and Director Pan told the truth.

"Well, do it tonight or tomorrow?"

"The sooner the better, with less money and faster recovery. Zheng Rendao.

Director Pan's hand was behind him, and the fingers of his right hand were tapping the back of his left hand like a beat.

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 that has been successfully built up after countless surgeries in the past few months of contact.

Su Yun stood quietly on the side, as if he was pondering something. Once this person is quiet, it will make people feel very weird, and it is better for him to stand up and squirt this, and it is normal to squirt that.

After a few minutes, Director Zhou and the young man came out, and the hospital's legal counsel was holding a document with the young man's signature and handprint.

"Prepare the camera equipment and let's get started. Director Zhou waved his hand and said.

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

"5-10 minutes. Because of the patient's young age, the drug metabolism rate is slightly faster, and it is estimated that 5 or 6 minutes is enough. Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren nodded.

After changing their clothes, everyone entered the ICU.

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

Entering the ICU, Su Yun and the doctor on duty tonight said: "Stop the pump of midazolam, and inject 4mg of flumazene midazolam intramuscularly." ”

The ICU doctor showed a hint of joy on his face, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yun, can you not extubate?"

Su Yun was not overjoyed, his expression was rarely heavy, and he nodded slightly.

The ICU doctor happily went to assist the nurse to stop the intravenous pump and inject the patient with intramuscular antagonistic drugs.

"Do you have a problem?" Zheng Ren saw that Su Yun's state was a little wrong, so he leaned over and asked.

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

This point is also in Zheng Ren's expectations.

There's no good way to do it, though.

"It's not the worst worry. Su Yun continued unexpectedly, and Zheng Renleng paused.

"What else are you worried about?"

The patient knew that treatment would cost money, and she didn't want to drag down her little boyfriend. I don't want to die, and I don't want to drag people down, once this kind of bloody drama happens, boss, you will be embarrassed. Su Yun's expression was a little indifferent, and the black hair on his forehead was fluttering.

This is something that Zheng Ren did not expect.

He thought about it carefully, and there was indeed a possibility that this would happen.

but

There's still no good way.

Everything that could be done was done.

The rest,

Leave it to fate.

After a few minutes, Du Chunfang began to be agitated, and the oxygen saturation on the monitor began to drop from 98%.

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

Repeated shouting seems to make the patient sober up a bit.

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

The young man appeared in front of the hospital bed, holding Du Chunfang's hand, and tears couldn't stop falling.

"You're emotionally stable, and she can't hold out for too long in this situation. Zheng Ren whispered.

The young man nodded vigorously, tears flying.

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

The patient is only sedated to relieve the discomfort of endotracheal intubation, which can lead to spasms of the airways and severe hypoxia.

There is nothing wrong with sanity.

Director Zhou's words, she quickly understood, and nodded hard.

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

"Next, you determine the guardian during the illness, there is a camera on this side, and all your movements will be recorded as evidence. "There's a document here that needs your signature." If you don't have the strength, press the mudra. ”

The doctor in the ICU took out the big red ink and prepared it on the side.

With all his strength, the patient held the young man's hand.

The camera recorded it all.

"Ms. Du Chunfang, now, please be sure. During your illness, the custody of your treatment in the first hospital of the city was handed over to Mr. Li Liang?" said the hospital's legal counsel solemnly in front of the camera.

Du Chunfang nodded vigorously.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, if the dog's blood is splashed, it will not be fun.

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

The procedure is complete.