Chapter 220: Few of the Patient’s Body Parts Are Good!

Facing the two doctors, it can even be said that they looked hopeful.

Chen Mu sighed softly.

He said: "If it is Behcet's disease in the stable stage, some Chinese medicine practitioners who specialize in this type of disease can control the disease."

"The kind of disease control I'm talking about is to reduce the harm caused by hormone drugs to the body."

"But if you want to control the disease at a deeper level, it is difficult to use the currently known technology."

"but……"

Chen Mu touched his chin thoughtfully.

He continued: "Behcet's disease, also known as fox confusion disease in traditional Chinese medicine."

"We do not rule out the possibility that a master of Chinese medicine once solved this problem and passed down the secret recipe passed down from generation to generation..."

"Maybe one day in the future, the irreversibility of Behcet's disease can really become history with the help of traditional Chinese medicine."

Director Pang shook his head without hope and said: "That is also a matter of the future. Doctor Chen, what I want to ask is not about Behcet's disease, but about food..."

Chen Mu lowered his eyes: "You want to ask, will Chinese medicine help control Che Liang's condition?"

Director Liu nodded and urged: "Dr. Chen, I hope you can give me an accurate answer as to whether it can be done."

Chen Mu sighed: "If it is other patients, they can indeed be treated with traditional Chinese medicine, but Mr. Cheliang, I'm sorry..."

Director Liu and Director Pang were stunned at the same time.

Director Liu showed a somewhat bad smile: "Dr. Chen, it's understandable..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

He was interrupted by an anxious female voice: "What does it mean to be understandable? Is it understandable that a doctor is incompetent?"

When Chen Mu turned around to look.

I saw a middle-aged couple walking in.

Following behind them was Zhou Qiqi, who looked embarrassed.

Zhou Qiqi apologized to those in white coats in a low voice.

But the middle-aged couple, as if they didn't see anyone in the room, rushed towards Chen Mu and the others.

Director Liu and Director Pang both glanced at Chen Mu in unison.

Chen Mu stood up helplessly.

"Are you two the parents of classmate Che Liang?"

"Let me introduce myself briefly. My name is Chen Mu, and I am the school doctor of Haicheng University."

The woman interrupted Chen Mu with a cry: "Who wants to hear your self-introduction? What I want to ask is, something happened to my son in your school!"

"If you don't want to be treated well, forget it!"

"And there's nothing the doctor can do!"

"This makes us, the patient's family, how can we trust you? I want to transfer my son to another hospital."

Chen Mu touched his nose in embarrassment and whispered: "You two, I can understand your desire to transfer the patient to another hospital."

"but……"

"I must remind you that the current situation of truck food is not optimistic and cannot withstand the hardships of traveling."

"Also..."

Chen Mu glanced aside.

Director Pang and Director Liu, who were still a little afraid to speak, glanced at each other.

His eyes fell back on the mother who was carrying food: "Haicheng City First People's Hospital is already the best hospital in Haicheng City."

The woman's cries stopped.

He looked at the man next to him in panic.

Apparently.

I have absolutely no idea what to do next.

The man patted the woman's back gently to comfort his wife.

He said at the same time: "Dr. Chen, on the way here, we also learned clearly about the causes and consequences of our son's illness on the Internet."

The man took a deep breath.

It seemed that it took a lot of courage to say the next sentence: "Whether this child dies or lives in the future, your school is not responsible!"

"Che Dahai! You're going to fucking piss me off, aren't you!"

"Now that you have directly said that the school is not responsible, will they still try their best to treat your son?"

The woman was already in tears.

She collapsed and slapped her husband beside her.

Che Liang's father, Che Dahai, just hugged his wife.

His eyes were still on Chen Mu in front of him.

His expression was serious and solemn.

Che Dahai: "Our family members will respect and cooperate with all the hospital's treatment plans and actively pay all medical expenses."

"only……"

"I hope the doctors will do their best to save my son's life!"

"Please!"

The man said.

Just kneel down.

They kowtowed at Chen Mu and the other three.

For a moment.

Director Liu and Director Pang on the chairs took off directly from the bounce.

Rush out of your seat.

"useless!"

"It's really impossible!"

In this short moment, the two chief doctors broke into a cold sweat.

Director Liu was quietly rejoicing in his mind.

fine.

fine……

The family members of these two patients had just helped them close the office door when they entered the house.

otherwise.

If the scene just now was filmed and posted online.

Even if the two of them knelt down on the spot and kowtowed back to Che Dahai, there was a high chance that they would be scolded by the Internet keyboard warrior and suspended.

For him, suspension is nothing, even if it is a holiday for himself.

But the problem is...

There will be a life-or-death operation for the patient the day after tomorrow, waiting for him to perform it.

This kind of critical moment.

Absolutely nothing can go wrong.

"Doctors and the patient's family feel the same way. They don't want the patient's life to be in danger."

Chen Mu has one hand.

He forcefully "lifted" Che Dahai from the ground.

"Since Mr. Che has just expressed his position that as a family member of the patient, he is willing to fully cooperate with the hospital, then..."

Chen Mu glanced at Director Pang who was still sweating behind him.

He said in a calm tone: "Doctor Pang, please give the "Critical Illness Notification" to the patient's family first!"

"Get them to sign!"

I heard the words "Notification of Critical Illness".

Che Liang’s mother suddenly became emotional: “We, the patient’s family members, are just willing to cooperate with the hospital, but that doesn’t mean we are easy to bully!”

"You haven't given the medicine to the child yet, and you haven't done the surgery yet!"

"The first thing I said was the "Notification of Critical Illness". Wouldn't that be too bullying..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

He was stopped by Che Dahai: "I'll sign!"

"Husband!" Che Liang's mother looked at the man next to her in disbelief.

Director Pang did not dare to delay at the moment.

He just carefully handed the "Notification of Critical Illness" that he had prepared long ago to Che Dahai.

All terms above.

Che Dahai didn't even look at it. He just wrote his relationship with Che Liang at the bottom and signed his name.

The signed "Notification of Critical Illness" was handed to Director Pang.

Che Dahai only felt that there was something on his face.

Raise your hand and wipe it.

Only then did he realize that those were his own tears.

Che Dahai tried his best to pretend not to see his tears and forced himself to calm down.

look up.

He looked at the three doctors in front of him and said, "Is there anything else that our patient's family can do?"

Chen Mu handed Che Liang's ID card to Che Dahai: "For all subsequent treatment fees, we may need to trouble the parents of the students because they think they have to pay by themselves."

"The next step is to go through the admission procedures for Che Liang and pay the treatment fees for various hormone drugs, which may be a large amount of money..."

Che Dahai nodded hurriedly: "Our family's financial situation is pretty good, and we can afford the cost of Che's food and treatment!"

"I'm going to pay now."

Che Dahai had just taken two steps when he couldn't help but turn around: "Dr. Chen paid for all the examinations my son had before, right?"

"Doctor Chen, do the math and I'll give you the money?"

Chen Mu shook his head: "We don't have this time now. The hospital has already made a preliminary treatment plan."

"Since two of your family members are here, one family member of the patient will pay the fee, and the other family member will stay to listen to the hospital's treatment plan?"

Che Dahai hasn't said anything yet.

My son's ID card was taken away by his wife.

Che Liang's mother wiped the tears on her face, choked with sobs and said, "I'm a little flustered now. I may not be able to listen to the treatment plan, but it will delay the doctor's progress."

"You stay here and I'll pay the fee."

Leave this sentence behind.

Che Liang’s mother shed tears and left in a hurry on high heels.

Chen Mu turned to look at the people in white coats who came to study.

"Excuse me, please find a stool for the patient's family!"

Che Dahai waved his hands repeatedly, "Doctor, it's okay for me to stand and listen. Don't waste time."

Director Pang: "The case of Che Liang is more complicated and you need to stay here for a long time."

"Did the patient's family watch some live broadcast clips before coming here?"

"So far, you should have a general understanding of Che Liang's condition?"

Che Dahai nodded.

Director Pang continued: "Let's make a long story short. Classmate Che Liang has had intermittent fever for two years."

"The phenomenon of being short of breath after activities has been present for more than a year."

"And during this period, Che Liang has never been to the hospital once. Not only the hospital, this child has never even been to the clinic."

"These two years."

"Classmate Che Liang suffered from bilateral lung infection, Behcet's disease, heart failure, and kidney failure."

"What I'm talking about are all the conditions that Cheliang already had when he arrived at the hospital."

Che Dahai couldn't help but wipe his tears: "Doctor, I already understand these conditions."

"To say something that is not so pleasant..."

"This child did it himself, no wonder others..."

"But this is our child. Even if there is only a slight possibility, we and I do not want to give up this child. Can you understand?"

Listening to the sound of the sea of ​​cars.

Several doctors present also felt uncomfortable.

Finally, Chen Mu spoke, "The patient's family, in this case, let's discuss Che Liang's treatment plan first."

"Before you arrived, we had already discussed a preliminary treatment plan. Why don't you listen to it?"

Che Dahai nodded.

Director Pang eagerly began to introduce his treatment plan, "The treatment plan we have provided to patients so far is anti-inflammatory and immunosuppressive treatment."

"Behçet's disease is extremely aggressive to the immune system, and your son's case is very severe."

"The dose we administer will depend on the patient's disease activity and the severity of the affected organs."

Chen Mu added on the side: "During treatment, the dosage of medicine is uncertain. It may be more this time and less next time."

"On the bills that your patients' families see, even if they use the same medicine, it is normal for the amount to fluctuate."

Che Dahai was about to speak.

The phone's beeps suddenly rang several times.

Che Dahai glanced down and then looked up at the group of doctors in front of him: "My wife just said that my son's hospitalization procedures have been completed."

"She just deposited 100,000 yuan into her son's hospital account at once!"

"If the hospital needs it in the future, just debit it directly from the account!"

I heard that the patient’s family members were so cooperative.

Director Pang also breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, there are people from the emergency center following your son now. When your son's examination is completed later, the patient will be sent directly to the intensive care unit."

"The focus of the treatment plan is, in addition to the anti-inflammatory and immunosuppressive treatments I mentioned earlier, there are other focuses."

"According to the examination reports we have received so far, the patient's arteries are the most severely affected, and the inflammation indicators are extremely high, and the disease is still in the active stage."

"In conjunction with lung infection, we need to give the patient a dose of glucocorticoids, that is, methylprednisolone, followed by oral treatment with drugs."

"besides."

"It will also be combined with intravenous cyclophosphamide."

"It is also necessary to carry out cardiotonic, diuretic, and sildenafil treatment to reduce pulmonary artery pressure. This is the main treatment plan given by our hospital so far."

"If the patient's family has no objection, please sign under the treatment plan."

The car is still the same as before.

All terms were not read carefully.

I went straight to the place where I needed to sign.

Pick up the pen and sign.

—

after an hour.

Because of a truckload of food, a group of people in white coats got busy.

Cardiology experts who came from other hospitals to provide support were also in place.

Che Dahai signed all the treatment orders he could sign.

The last man squatted in the hospital corridor and smoked.

The mother who paid for the car food went to stay with her son after the payment was completed.

Che Dahai is a very moral man.

We have reached this time, in order to prevent the cigarette ashes from falling to the ground.

I walked into a trash can from the men's room, borrowed some tap water, and then came to the corridor to smoke...

Secretary Lu was still running around for the two cars of students who were decorating their dormitories.

Even though the person is in the hospital now, it still takes an hour to catch up.

Chen Mu saw that Che Dahai was in bad condition.

Don't dare to leave blankly.

Che Dahai squatted on the ground alone and smoked half a pack of cigarettes.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Mu: "Dr. Chen, I saw some news related to you on the way here."

"Many senior traditional Chinese medicine doctors have clearly stated on the Internet that in recognition of your medical skills, from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, is the possibility of my son's survival also so low?"

Chen Mu sighed: "Don't use too technical words, let's put it simply. After these two years of delay, there are almost no good parts of your body now."

"Large red spots on the skin with ulcers."

"Because Behçet's disease is not treated in time, systemic vasculitis occurs and the arteries are involved."

"Organs..."

Chen Mu continued to sigh: "This is almost a commonplace question tonight."

"Bilateral lung infection."

"Heart failure."

"Kidney failure."

"I know what you want to hear as a patient's family member, but whether it is from the perspective of modern medicine or traditional Chinese medicine."

"It's hard for me to give you a clear hope."

"and……"

Chen Mu looked at the sluggish middle-aged man beside him.

After all, he said the cruelest words: "According to the situation of the truck rations, even if you are lucky enough to survive this time, you may..."

Seeing Che Dahai started to cry again.

Chen Mu couldn't continue speaking half of what he had said.