"What are you talking about? We have prepared the operating room, but you won't do it if you don't want to do it?"
Ning Fan heard what the doctor said was a bit interesting. It seemed like a forced purchase. It seemed that there was no room for recovery. Xiao Wanqing must be amputated.
Amputation is the worst possible outcome, so of course you have to make good use of it if there is hope.
"There is hope that the patient's leg can be saved, so why must it be amputated?" Ning Fan asked.
The middle-aged doctor glared at Ning Fan: "Are you a doctor? What do you know? Now the situation has seriously deteriorated. If the patient's limb is not amputated, the patient's life will be in danger."
"That's enough. We have decided not to amputate the leg and will go through the discharge procedures immediately."
Mr. Xiao naturally chose to believe in Ning Fan. He would hold on to even the slightest hope and would never let his granddaughter spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair.
The middle-aged doctor said unwillingly: "You want to be discharged from the hospital, but I am responsible for the patient and will never approve it. Who says there is hope for the patient to be cured? Ah?"
"Of course there is hope. As long as the infected area is cleaned out and the nerves are reconnected, the thigh can still recover." Ning Fan replied.
"It's simply ridiculous. It's a nerve, not a hamstring that you can just tie a knot in."
Regarding such words, Ning Fan sneered: "It's really ridiculous. If you are incompetent, you are incompetent. Could it be that you still don't allow others to do this surgery?"
The middle-aged doctor was immediately speechless. He looked at Ning Fan and said, "Boy, you are questioning me. I have just returned from abroad. What qualifications do you have to question me?"
"Okay, I don't question your talent, but if the patient hopes to be able to walk, his limbs must not be amputated casually."
"you......?"
Ning Fan ignored him and said to Mr. Xiao: "Old man, let someone go through the formalities, and we will go over immediately to prepare for treatment."
"Okay!" Mr. Xiao went to do it immediately.
The middle-aged doctor looked at the few people and angrily pushed his secretary away and walked out of the ward.
He pushed away the dean's office and said angrily: "Dean, I quit."
"Dr. Zhong, what's going on?" The director of the Third Hospital adjusted his glasses.
Zhong Yuanyang said: "What else can I do? A patient was supposed to have an amputation operation, but a kid ran out of nowhere and did bad things. It's ridiculous to say that he can be saved!"
"Is that person a doctor? You are a well-known doctor who returned from abroad, and you still have a condition that you can't understand? This person is just nonsense!" The dean then asked: "What about the current patient?"
"No matter, I've been discharged from the hospital."
The dean stood up and said: "It's nonsense, it's worth it if it costs someone's life."
The overall quality of the Third Hospital is not good, its reputation is not good, and its mortality rate is also very high. If another patient dies during treatment, it will be difficult for them to explain it.
It was not easy to invite Zhong Yuanyang to join the Third Academy with a high salary, just to restore his reputation.
If such a patient dies after being discharged from the hospital, the third hospital will still be blamed.
The dean hurriedly came to the hall and saw Ning Fan and others who were about to leave.
"etc!"
Several people stopped, and the director said anxiously: "Your family members must believe in our doctors. None of us can take responsibility for the loss of life."
"We have decided not to amputate the limb. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we must hold on to it," Mr. Xiao said.
The dean said anxiously: "You have to believe in our doctors. If you act recklessly like this, it will be too late to regret if something goes wrong!"
"You are talking about Dr. Zhong, right? If you are his boss, you'd better check his past. He is not a returnee expert, doctor."