Chapter 414 Please, let my son die!

Xu Qiu looked outside the emergency room and asked, "What do you think they mean?"

Yang Yuen thought for a while and said, "The two people who are talking should be the patient's father and the salary boss... I have to say that this boss is quite conscientious and cares so much about the lives of his workers."

Xu Qiu shook his head: "Then you are completely wrong."

"Ah?" Yang Yuen's face changed slightly.

Xu Qiu sighed: "The construction site is not afraid of death, but people who are dying but are rescued. Giving a pension is much easier than bearing the cost of lifelong treatment."

Yang Yuen looked at the two people at the door of the emergency room in disbelief.

At this time, she felt a chill when she thought of what they said just now.

So they thought they couldn't save him, so they pretended to be hypocritical?

The face of the construction site boss seemed to become sarcastic.

Next to him was the father of the injured, a farmer with rough skin and gullies on his face like the Loess Plateau. At this time, his eyes were red and his deep eyeballs were slightly swollen.

Maybe he would never think until his death that this man who seemed to care about his son only hoped that the rescue would fail and he would pay a sum of money.

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Inside and outside the rescue room, a door separated two worlds.

Inside, Xu Qiu was leading the desperate rescue.

Outside, the patient's father sat blankly in a chair, his expression confused, and his hands on his knees trembled slightly.

The construction site boss kept pacing with his hands behind his back, and looked into the rescue room from time to time.

As time passed, the farmer's body trembled more and more, and the construction site boss' pupils shot out unconcealable joy.

Ding——

At this time, the busy rescue quieted down, and various alarm instruments slowly stopped.

The two looked inside at the same time.

Xu Qiu took off his gloves and walked outside, which was to announce the rescue results.

"Doctor, how is it?" The construction site boss asked impatiently.

He stretched his neck and looked over Xu Qiu's shoulder into the emergency room. When he saw that the patient on the emergency bed was still silent, the corners of his mouth rose, but soon fell again.

"Uncle, I'm sorry..." The construction site boss turned to the farmer and said.

Yang Yuen, who followed him, said angrily: "Doctor Xu is not here to issue a death notice!"

"No?" The construction site boss' pupils shrank.

Xu Qiu said lightly: "The patient's condition is very dangerous, but it is temporarily stable."

"Stable? How can it be stable? The face is sunken. Can he still live?"

The construction site boss pointed to the emergency room: "The eyeballs are exploded, and the brain is out. Can you save him?!"

Xu Qiu: "Keep your voice down. He is seriously injured, but his physical foundation is very good. He may wake up at any time."

Being alive and living without defects are two concepts.

Losing an eyeball is nothing. Clinically, there are cases where people have only half a brain left, but have still lived for decades. The brain nerve network of these people is even stronger than that of ordinary people.

Yang Yuen glanced at the construction site boss, bypassed him and came to the farmer. Just when she wanted to comfort him, Xu Qiu frowned and said, "Yang Yuen."

"Hey, Doctor Xu."

She was a little confused. Isn't it right to explain the condition to the father of the injured and confirm the subsequent rescue plan?

But after responding, she still didn't say anything and quickly stood behind Xu Qiu.

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Xu Qiu briefly told the two about the current situation faced by the injured, and proposed that multiple operations, including deep cleaning, cranial and facial plastic surgery, etc., were needed to completely save his life, and then he returned to the office.

Next, it was to prepare for the operation.

In terms of the difficulty of the operation, it was much simpler than the previous Zhang San whose head was penetrated by a steel bar.

One-third of the face was sunken, which looked scary, but it was not.

The most terrifying thing about this kind of injury is the damage to the brain tissue.

Due to the buffering effect of cerebrospinal fluid, brain tissue is like an island floating in the skull.

When it is hit violently, the brain tissue will hit the front skull due to inertia, and then rebound to the back skull, and continue to collide and rebound, and a plate of brain flowers will be completed.

Fortunately, the patient's condition has been stabilized after rescue, and the damage to the brain substance should not be too great.

Physiological functions may be affected to some extent, such as hemiplegia, aphasia, etc., but it will not become a vegetable.

"Idol!"

Not long after, Yang Yuen came to the office with a puzzled look on his face.

"Idol, can this person's eyeball be saved?"

Xu Qiu shook his head: "It can't be saved. The whole eyeball has exploded, and all the tissues in the eye have overflowed. There is no possibility of a second-stage operation, and it can only be removed."

Yang Yuen asked: "There is a technology in the world called artificial vitreous balloon technology implant. Can it be used here?"

"No, the optic nerve, brain tissue, etc. are damaged, and the visual pathway is estimated to be unable to be rebuilt. Installing an artificial vitreous body will not have much effect."

The upper half of the patient's face has become a mess.

Nerves, blood vessels, and various bone fragments are mixed together. Cleaning the wound is a huge project that takes several hours. It is impossible to save the patient's vision.

Yang Yuen sighed.

Rebuilding the patient's vision is like building a visual pathway for dumpling fillings. It is impossible to do it just by thinking about it.

"Idol, I wanted to explain the patient's condition to the family so that they wouldn't worry. Why did you stop me?" After a moment of silence, Yang Yuen finally brought up the issue that concerned her most.

Just as Xu Qiu was about to speak, he heard footsteps in the corridor.

"Wait." Xu Qiu said.

Yang Yuen quickly stood by and waited quietly.

Dong Dong Dong——

Sure enough, the office door was knocked.

"Come in."

The farmer stood outside the door, looking at a loss.

Yang Yuen looked at him.

Are you here to stuff a red envelope?

Not likely.

The patient's family was not well off at first glance, and the old father came in a hurry. His vest was covered with sweat stains. It was more likely that he was begging for mercy than trying to build a good relationship with the doctor.

The money was not enough, and he hoped that the doctor or the hospital would advance the payment and do the operation first.

Yang Yuen had seen this scene many times. Many family members would even kneel down to the doctor because they did not have enough money.

The clinical response method is actually very simple.

Can kneeling down save tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of surgical fees?

It takes doctors several months or even half a year to earn so much money.

Therefore, when the family members kneel, the doctor kneels too.

After all, when asking for money, they say nice things like "on credit", "I will pay you back slowly in the future", "I will work like a slave", but when the operation is really done, most people will run away, and the money is actually paid by the doctor.

Kneeling can save half a year's salary and make your conscience feel better, so why not kneel?

Sure enough -

Yang Yuen's guess was not wrong.

In her eyes that were sure enough, the farmer knelt down on the ground with a bang.

However, after the family members kowtowed several times, what they said made Yang Yuen dumbfounded on the spot.