The patient is a little boy, seven years old this year. He started having surgery when he was four years old and spent most of his time in the hospital.
The pain prevented him from having a happy childhood like his peers, but it made him more mature.
When Zhao Yuan saw the boy, the boy quickly smiled.
Zhao Yuan suddenly felt a little distressed, because his smile was full of flattery.
"Hello Liangliang. I am your attending doctor, my name is Zhao Yuan. You can call me Dr. Zhao."
Zhao Yuan introduced himself in a soft tone.
Gu Jialiang looked at Zhao Yuan and found that the biggest difference between the doctor in front of him and the previous doctors was that he was very young.
"Dr. Zhao, I have been taking medicine well recently. I feel much better." Gu Jialiang said softly.
Zhao Yuan smiled encouragingly at him, "Really? I don't believe it. You have to let me check it to know if you are lying."
After the examination, Zhao Yuan winked at Jialiang's parents.
The two followed Zhao Yuan outside.
The mother's eyes were red, "Dr. Zhao, please tell the truth. I can accept any result."
Zhao Yuan frowned and sighed, "The situation is more complicated than imagined. You are hiding something from me. Jialiang has undergone four surgeries, all four of which were open chests, not minimally invasive."
The mother's expression was a little surprised, and then she showed a look of guilt, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid that you know the truth and are unwilling to help us. The attending doctor at our previous hospital has clearly told us that there is nothing they can do. I really can't accept it, just helpless
I looked at him waiting for death. He was still so young."
My father was silent beside me, his fists clenched tightly.
When her mother saw that Zhao Yuan was silent, she looked a little panicked and said, "Dr. Zhao, please save him. We sold the house and borrowed more than one million from relatives and friends. We really hope that he can survive."
Zhao Yuan nodded, "Since I have asked you to transfer to another hospital, I must be confident. Don't be too anxious. Let's do the examination first, and then the hospital will organize expert consultation. As for the cost, we will find a solution together."
When her mother saw what Zhao Yuan said, she quickly said, "Thank you, Dr. Zhao."
When her mother returned to the ward, Jialiang said softly, "Mom, why are you crying? Just now I followed your words and smiled at the doctor. Did he have a bad impression of me?"
His mother was so distressed that she suppressed tears and comforted him, "I saw it. Jialiang, you are a good boy and you behaved very well."
Jialiang's eyes were bright, "When you guys went out just now, I asked the nurse sister why the doctor who treated me was so young? The nurse sister said that although he was very young, he was one of the best doctors in this hospital.
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His mother held his hand and nodded vigorously, "Yes, the doctor who performed the surgery on you this time is very powerful. He will definitely cure you."
Jialiang hesitated slightly and said softly, "I know that you and your father have no money for the treatment. Otherwise, it is better not to treat it! If it hurts again, I can endure it and I promise not to cry."
The mother could no longer hold back her tears and hugged Jialiang into her arms.
My father walked out of the ward and secretly wiped away tears.
Jialiang is such a well-behaved child.
They also thought about giving up, but the child was like the flesh that fell off the body, and they still couldn't bear it.
The nurse came from a distance and said, "Are you Jialiang's father? Director Jiang and Dr. Zhao invite you to go to the office. They want to tell you about Jialiang's condition."
My father took a deep breath, walked heavily to the office, and knocked on the door gently.
After receiving approval from inside, he slowly opened the door.
Jiang Qiang pointed to the chair, "Please sit down!"
Zhao Yuan sat next to Jiang Qiang and nodded to him.
My father was sitting upright, feeling uneasy in his heart.
He knew that the examination report had come out, and he was worried that his child would be sentenced to death like the previous hospital.
Zhao Yuan's voice was very soft, "Jia Liang's heart malformation problem is very serious. But the most serious thing is that the way the doctor did it before was wrong, and all the original operations on the heart needed to be removed."
My father's eyes lit up, as if he had seen the dawn.
"Dr. Zhao, we respect any treatment method you adopt, and we only ask that you keep Jialiang alive and healthy."
Zhao Yuan nodded slightly and said to Jiang Qiang, "When do you think the surgery will be arranged?"
Jiang Qiang looked at the operation chart in his hand and said, "The day after tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon!"
My father hesitated to speak, but finally plucked up the courage and asked, "How much does the surgery cost?"
Jiang Qiang glanced at Zhao Yuan, a little surprised, with a touch of softness on his face, "Dr. Zhao helped you apply for free medical treatment in our hospital, so all the expenses incurred by Jialiang's surgery are exempted."
My father's eyes widened, "Really? Thank you so much."
Zhao Yuan said seriously, "Don't worry, there is always a path. Jialiang is very strong, I believe he will be able to overcome difficulties."
After the patient's family members left, Jiang Qiang sat in his seat thoughtfully and glanced at Zhao Yuan complicatedly.
"I'm curious as to why you are so enthusiastic about helping this family."
Zhao Yuandao: "What would you do if it were you?"
Jiang Qiang was silent for a few seconds, "When I was young, I would feel unbearable when I met them. But there are too many families like them in China. We have enough energy but not enough!"
Zhao Yuan said seriously, "Now that we have encountered it, we can't just sit idly by and ignore it."
Jiang Qiang sighed, "Your innocent heart is very precious. Let's hold a consultation later to discuss ideas!"
Ten minutes later, Zhao Yuan came to the conference room. He explained his thoughts to the patient's examination report.
"Because the patient had undergone four heart surgeries before, which caused huge damage. Therefore, we first need to repair the damaged atrial septum, then repair the damaged tricuspid valve regurgitation, and then adjust the length of the ventricular valve.
Aorta. According to the judgment, the pulmonary artery has a high probability of stenosis, so it is necessary to make a record and remove the pulmonary artery for dilation..."
The research atmosphere in Tianhua Thoracic and Cardiac Surgery has always been very strange.
Discussions in other departments are usually dominated by the head of the department.
But Jiang Qiang rarely spoke.
It's not that he has no ideas, but that he pays more attention to listening to other people's suggestions.
This is also the reason why the atmosphere in Tianhua Thoracic and Cardiac Surgery is good today.
Gao Qian's eyes showed a solemn look, "Except for the mitral valve, the entire heart needs to be repaired!"
Li Xian sighed, "The main reason is that the previous four surgeries were done wrong, which resulted in complicated surgery. The surgery will most likely require more than a thousand stitches, and the time will exceed the limit of six hours of extracorporeal circulation."
Generally, cardiac surgeries that require extracorporeal circulation are completed within three hours.
The membrane lung use time of extracorporeal circulation machine is six hours.
It can still work after more than six hours, but the failure rate is very high.
Moreover, the longer the operation time, the greater the damage to the human body, and there will be many complications and uncontrollable changes in the later stage.
Zhao Yuan secretly thought that Li Xian's judgment was accurate: "Six hours is the warning line, but you can't be deterred just because of the warning line!"
Li Xian took a deep look at Zhao Yuan and said, "Then let's give it a try!"
Surgeons sometimes have to have the courage to risk their lives and challenge impossible tasks!
