Sun Lien's heart felt like it was blocked by a huge stone. He looked at Qian Hongjun in front of him in disbelief and asked, "No one is taking care of this matter...?"
"How to take care of it? Who will take care of it?" Qian Hongjun shook his head sadly. "If it hadn't been delayed until there was obvious ascites, the teachers might not have discovered that she had this problem. The parents did not act and did not have the most basic medical knowledge. They would rather
They easily believe rumors and don’t take their children to the hospital for examination... If even the parents are not willing to take care of it, how can we take care of it?"
Sun Lien lowered his head. In his opinion, Xiao Yanran had at least four chances to avoid the current result. If her mother took active treatment before birth and injected immune globulin after birth, she could directly avoid being infected with hepatitis B after birth.
Later, if the medical staff at the private hospital notice that the child's jaundice fades slowly and examine her, they may also discover her infection. However, for an acute attack of hepatitis B at the age of three and the physical examination at kindergarten, as long as the parents
Paying attention to it can at least prevent Xiao Yanran from suffering from cirrhosis of the liver and even the possibility of liver cancer later on.
They missed all four opportunities because of ignorance, ignorance, and listening to rumors.
"I also feel that my heart is filled with panic." Qian Hongjun sighed, "I originally thought that maybe I would feel better if I said it, but I didn't expect that I would feel even more uncomfortable after I said it."
Sun Lien looked at Qian Hongjun in front of him and sighed, "What should we do now? I think Director Zhao is preparing to perform this surgery..."
"It's just a try." Qian Hongjun sighed, "It takes up too much space, and the ascites is too serious. In the entire Song'an Province, only Lao Zhao dares to try to see if there is a chance. The only way is to preserve the liver lobe as much as possible.
, it is possible for her to receive radiotherapy. Otherwise..." Qian Hongjun shook his head and did not say what the consequences would be. He just sighed, "Such a young child... it is a pity."
If Director Zhao Chongxi can remove the tumor while preserving enough liver lobes, then Xiao Yanran will at least have a chance to receive radiotherapy. But if Director Zhao Chongxi can't do anything, then... Sun Lien understands what Qian Hongjun didn't say.
What do you mean? He shook his head, not knowing what to say.
In the entire Song'an Province, in terms of hepatobiliary surgery experience, there are probably no more than five people who are more experienced than Director Zhao Chongxi. And these five are retired employees who have retired and rested at home. Although the Oncology Department of the Second Hospital is strong
, but the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery in the Second Hospital has become exhausted since the old director retired, and it seems that there is no hope of turning around in a short period of time. Originally, the Fourth Central Hospital involved patients with the hepatobiliary system with serious and complex conditions, and might consider sending them to
The Second Hospital went to the Second Hospital for treatment. But now the situation is completely reversed. The Second Hospital began to transport patients with complex hepatobiliary diseases to the Fourth Central Hospital. Director Zhao Chongxi’s hair also became thinner as a steady stream of patients were discharged.
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"There's no way, what needs to be done must be done." He said that Cao Cao arrived. The door of the small conference room was pushed open, and Director Zhao Chongxi walked in. He pulled a chair casually, not caring at all that there was Sun Lien sitting next to him.
He crossed his legs and began to rub the soles of his feet. "For such a complicated surgery, the patient's family is in a poor financial situation and cannot afford to go to Shanghai or the capital for treatment. If I don't go, they will be sentenced to death."
. Just be tired if you are tired. When the younger generation in the second hospital can take charge of their own business, I can rest, Lao Zhao."
"You have varicose veins on your legs." Qian Hongjun glanced at Director Zhao Chongxi's calves and said, "Get some elastic stockings to wear."
"No." Zhao Chongxi shook his head vigorously, "What's the difference between me wearing those things and the old men wearing stockings? If I don't wear them, I still have to behave in the hospital!"
The two joked for a while, and Zhao Chongxi said to Sun Li'en, "Xiao Hu is still coaxing the little girl. If you are anxious to go back, then leave first."
"It's okay, I just happened to be lazy." Sun Lien smiled, picked up his phone and checked his WeChat Moments. He was so busy in the past few days that he didn't even have time to check his WeChat Moments. The work of a doctor is already limited.
In the hospital, his social circle is usually very small. Browsing through Moments has become the only social channel between him and his friends.
"Fundraising?" Sun Lien was scrolling through his circle of friends when he suddenly saw a link forwarded by a friend, which was a charity fundraising project called Green Leaf Chip.
"Yesterday, I heard from parents that there is no treatment fee." Sun Lien clicked on the Green Leaf Chip. Out of curiosity, he changed the region to Ningyuan City, Song'an Province, where he is. On the other side, Qian Hongjun was chatting with Director Zhao Chongxi
Zhuotian said, "I think they do have some difficulties. I asked Xiao Li to report their situation to the Red Cross. Maybe they can apply for some subsidies..."
"Director Qian..." Sun Lien interrupted Qian Hongjun, "You'd better withdraw that situation report." As he said that, he handed over his mobile phone. "Take a look at this fundraising project."
Qian Hongjun took the mobile phone from Sun Lien with a blank look on his face. When he looked at the screen, his face turned red with anger. "That's unreasonable!"
On Green Leaf Chip's page, there is a line titled "Save my poor daughter!" and the content directly states that their beloved daughter, Xiao Yanran, is suffering from liver cancer. The family has spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on it, but it has not improved.
, the inhumane Fourth Central Hospital also said that the treatment cost would be at least 800,000 yuan, and it would be impossible to receive treatment without paying enough money. The family is now unable to pay for the follow-up treatment, and can only hope that the society will provide a helping hand. However, the fundraising is currently
More than halfway through, well-wishers from all over the country have collected nearly 600,000 yuan in donations.
"Are you kidding me?!" Zhao Chongxi was also anxious, "They still owe money! Hundreds of thousands? They haven't paid a penny!"
"This can't work." Qian Hongjun immediately jumped up and said, "I'm going to find Dean Song! They themselves delayed the child's illness to this point. How come we are demanding money and not treating the disease?"
The Fourth Central Hospital is a large emergency center supported and supported by regional finance and social welfare organizations. For emergency patients and patients whose family conditions are really difficult, the hospital will do its best to help. People like Wei Jinshui who need professional medical treatment
As for consumables, it is true that the hospital cannot advance money for them. But Xiao Yanran’s surgery does not require any expensive consumables, all it requires is the doctor’s time and energy.
It is precisely because of this that Zhao Chongxi can perform surgical treatment on Xiao Yanran as soon as possible. As long as the operation can be completed successfully, she can receive radiotherapy and chemotherapy. In this way, she may be able to live for a few more years. You know, for a child who is only six years old
Generally speaking, one or two years is a very long time.
As for the reason why the family members did this... even without asking, Sun Lien could guess something. Xiao Yanran's condition is serious, and even if the operation is successful, the five-year survival rate is less than 10%. In this case,
It would be better to make some use of her condition. With the 800,000 yuan donated, even if the hospital's treatment and hospitalization expenses are paid, at least 700,000 yuan will still be left in their own hands. What's more, according to the information on Greenleaf
According to the content, Sun Lien even suspected that the family would not use the charity money to pay for the treatment, and might in turn take another payment from the hospital.
"You take a rest first, wait until Hu Jing comforts the little girl, and perform the operation as planned." Qian Hongjun calmed down, thought for a moment, and said to the angry Zhao Chongxi, "Xiao Sun and I went to the dean to report the situation.
." He patted Zhao Chongxi's arm and said, "If parents do things unethically, that is their problem. But this child is innocent."
After saying this, Lao Qianmo rubbed his bald head and led Sun Lien out of the conference room. Qian Hongjun walked quickly, Sun Lien followed behind, and happened to pass by Hu Jia, who was sitting on the operating bed with Xiao Yanran in his arms. He walked towards Hu Jia nodded, "Director Qian and I will go out for a while and meet at the door after get off work." After saying this, Sun Lien and Director Qian entered the buffer zone of the operating room together.
Dean Song was far more angry than Zhao Chongxi. After reading the fundraising content, she first returned the phone to Sun Lien, and then snorted, "What a fucking shameless person!"
There are only three people in the dean's office, and they are all doctors from the Fourth Central Hospital. Dean Song also spoke much more directly, "They are still in arrears, right?"
"Yes." Qian Hongjun nodded. Xiao Yanran was a patient in the Department of Pediatrics. Qian Hongjun knew her situation very well.
"Don't stop submitting the information from the Red Cross." Dean Song pondered for a moment and then made a decision, "Old Qian, ask the attending surgeon in your department to monitor the surgery. You and I will hold a press conference together in the evening."
"What?" Qian Hongjun was stunned.
Dean Song was furious, "But before that, we need to make the matter a little bigger." She picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number, "Hello? Mr. Yang? There's something going on.
I want you to do a favor. Search on Greenleaf. There is a fund-raising information related to our hospital." She paused, and it seemed that Mr. Yang on the other side of the phone was confirming the content, "Yes, it's the one with liver cancer.
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"No, no, no, I don't want you to delete the post." Song Wen sneered twice, "I want you to stir up this post for me. The more popular it is, the better. It's best to get this news out before 8:30 tonight.
People all over the country know that I was fired. Yes, we should especially publicize that our hospital only needs money, cares about human life, and will only accept 800,000 yuan in medical expenses before performing an operation."
After hanging up the phone, Dean Song leaned back, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said leisurely, "Spoiling my mother's hospital? I'll show you what flattery means!" She turned around and looked.
Looking at Qian Hongjun, he said seriously, "The operation on the child must be carried out as usual. I will handle the other matters."
Sun Lien looked at Dean Song who was smoking, and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was probably the coolest middle-aged and elderly woman in the world.