Traditional Chinese Medicine: The first surgery went viral on the Internet

Chapter 174

"Oh!"

Mo Zikun whispered. At this moment, he wanted to go up and slap Fang Xin twice. After all, they were colleagues. This was too disrespectful to him.

In front of so many people, she actually scolded him like this. This was clearly to embarrass him!

"Fang Xin came to the office!"

"Hey, Xiao Mo, you are here too, why don't you come together!"

At the same time, the dean came to the two of them. Since this patient was transferred from a sister hospital, they also attached great importance to this matter.

"Just as I said, take the patient through all these tests. You two must follow from the beginning to the end. There must be no mistakes, understand?"

Fang Xin instructed Li Hua and Wang Hao.

There must be quite a few patients undergoing the tests now. The reason why he sent the two of them to follow the patient was to be able to find out the patient through the back door.

After all, they need to know the patient's various conditions as quickly as possible.

And these were not done in the previous brother hospitals, so in other words, they can only rely on themselves.

After explaining everything here, Fang Xin followed the dean to the office.

At this moment, there were only three of them in the office. Fang Xin really didn't understand why the dean called Mo Zikun over as well.

After all, in Fang Xin's eyes, this guy was just a show-off.

He had no practical ability at all, and leaving him here would only delay their analysis of the patient.

"Fang Xin, you have seen the patient's condition. It is not optimistic."

"I am sorry to say that every time I encounter such a difficult matter, I always leave it to you."

As he spoke, the dean lowered his head in embarrassment. Indeed, Fang Xin came to their hospital, not only did he not enjoy the treatment he deserved, but he had to deal with some more serious patients every day.

It can be said that Fang Xin now supports half of their sky.

"It's all right."

"But Dean, I can't guarantee that he will survive this time. He has more than a dozen steel bars piercing his body, and he has infections and inflammation all over his body. In addition, he has stones."

"In his case, if he doesn't have surgery, he will die. But if he has surgery, there is a 60% chance that he will die on the operating table."

Looking at the dean, Fang Xin also expressed his guess without hesitation. The patient's physical condition is really too bad.

Without doing any detailed examination, Fang Xin can clearly know that it is very difficult to save this patient.

"A dozen steel bars?"

"this……"

Before the dean could speak, Mo Zikun on the side became restless. Although he was a dandy boy, he was also a graduate of a serious medical school, so he had some medical knowledge.

After learning about the patient's condition, Mo Zikun was also quite shocked. The patient's condition could be used as an example in the medical field. If such a person could be saved, not only Fang Xin, but the entire hospital would be famous. This would be a complete medical miracle.

But what Mo Zikun didn't know was that in his eyes, the so-called miracle was nothing more than a normal thing.

"Let's not talk about whether we can survive or not. I just have a question, can his family still come up with the medical expenses?"

Faced with Mo Zikun's soul-searching question, the office fell into deathly silence for a moment. This question was too realistic.

The patient was just an ordinary migrant worker. The pressure of life was already great. Although the construction site also compensated part of the money, that money had long been spent in the sister hospital.

Now, if he wants treatment, it will be an astronomical figure.

What's more, according to Fang Xin, whether the patient is treated or not, the mortality rate is much higher than the survival rate. In this case, out of humanitarianism, they really need to make it clear to the patient's family. In case the person is not saved and the money is spent, it can be said to be adding insult to injury for an ordinary family and forcing people into a desperate situation.

"The questions you two raised are very critical."

Sitting on the chair, the dean was in a dilemma for the first time. Since this patient had never purchased medical insurance before, if he wanted to receive treatment, he had to pay for it himself.

But this would undoubtedly be a huge expense for him.

"Fang Xin, if you conservatively estimate how much money it would cost to cure the patient,"

""Three hundred thousand and up!"

Fang Xin said firmly. This number was actually too conservative. After all, the patient's condition was so complicated that no one could guarantee what would happen in the next second.

"As for the money issue, we can issue him a certificate and let the patient apply for a waterdrop fundraising, so that the money issue will be solved."

"This is a good idea!"

The dean praised towards Mo Zikun.

Shuidichou is a fundraising project that has emerged in recent years for the treatment of poor families. Different amounts can be applied for according to different situations, although no one can guarantee that they can raise enough money for treatment. But something is better than nothing, and judging from the previous situation, with the help of caring people from all walks of life, every application can meet expectations.

In this way, patients will have money for treatment, and will not be crushed by debts afterwards. After all, this is a charity fundraising, not a loan from outside. At this moment, Fang Xin's disgust for Mo Zikun also subsided a little. At least so far, this Mo Zikun is not a guy who has accomplished nothing. In some aspects, Mo Zikun's ideas should be different from theirs.

Only in this way can there be more solutions when facing problems. At least now, with Mo Zikun's mention, they have solved the patient's funding problem.

"Fang Xin, what about you?"

Looking at the expressions of the dean and Mo Zikun, Fang Xin also fell into deep thought.

Indeed, the success or failure of this operation ultimately depends on Fang Xin. After all, Fang Xin has absolute say in this regard.

"I still have to wait for the patient's stone report. If the stone is too big, I am not sure. If the stone is not big, the surgery is not a problem.��"

This is the biggest promise Fang Xin can make. Without the support of accurate data, Fang Xin dare not make too many guarantees. Everything at the moment is just his guess.

The size of the stone is directly related to the length of the operation. If the time is shorter, the patient's body can barely support it. If it takes too long, there is no possibility.

"Um!"

"Then wait for the result. His situation is indeed complicated."

"Xiao Mo, go and do the process of Yishuidichou first, remember to be quick."

After nodding, Mo Zikun left the office with a serious face.