Zheng Ren walked out of eicu, called the patient's family, and came to the explanation room.

The patient's family members were two, a man in his fifties and sixties, thin, wrinkled face, gray hair, and a long face full of sorrow and helplessness.

The wrinkles are filled with dust and sorrow.

The other one is a 26 or 27-year-old woman with red eyes and tears on her face. She looks like she should be the patient's daughter.

The man was a little surprised. His eyes were red and blood-filled, but there was a little relief. The expression on the woman's face was very nervous and anxious, but Zheng Ren judged that most of them were at a loss.

"Doctor, has he been removed from the tube?" the man asked, wiping his tears.

Zheng Ren had already made his own judgment on the two of them. He sat on the chair in the explanation room, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "I think you all know the condition that Professor Zhang just explained just now."

The man nodded, but the patient's daughter was a little confused. Her hands and fingers crossed, and the bed was pressed pale.

"I have a preliminary understanding of the conditions and situations of my family." Zheng Ren said: "The patient is in a critical condition now. There is one thing Professor Zhang didn't say, so I'll tell you again."

The patient's daughter suddenly became energetic. She was full of hope, and the light emitted from her eyes was a bit morbid and bright.

"The patient is in a serious condition and has never felt it before. It belongs to..." As he was speaking, Lin Ge passed by and saw Zheng Ren explaining his condition. He walked in directly, greeted him with a smile, and sat next to Zheng Ren.

"This one is..."

"I am from the Medical Department. Boss Zheng, please tell you, don't worry about me." Linge said with a smile.

"The reason why patients are hiding and developing the disease is because there is a problem with the brain's blood vessels. Medically speaking, it is called smoke disease."

The patient's family was confused, and the smile on Linger's face disappeared, a little serious and a little shocked.

There is a problem with the coronary artery, and postoperative heart failure is not enough. Is there a smoke disease?

His heart was a little heavy.

"Doctor, what is smoke disease?" the man asked in fear.

"I don't have time to explain smoke disease in detail to you." Zheng Ren said with certainty: "From the current judgment of the disease, the external membrane lungs must be used to ensure that the patient's heart function can be maintained until it gradually recovers. However, the external membrane lungs must be heparinized... Simply put, it is likely to cause cerebral hemorrhage."

"If the patient wants to survive, not only should he use better, more expensive and more advanced rescue methods, but he also needs to undergo craniotomy." Zheng Ren said calmly.

Not only the patient's family, but even Linger was stunned.

Is it so complicated? Then what is the purpose of Boss Zheng coming out to explain the condition? He wants to give up.

Alas, it's good, it's good.

Linger felt relaxed.

Judging from the wear of the patient's family, he judged that even if he used the external membrane lung, his family would have to borrow a large amount of money to see the doctor.

Even if the patient recovers and is discharged from the hospital and has to repay such a large amount of money, life will be extremely difficult in the future. Not only one person, but also a whole family.

Give up, life must always be persistent and give up.

The man's hands trembled and wiped his tears, saying, "Doctor, we know that we have told the professor just now that we will give up the rescue."

Zheng Ren glanced at the patient's daughter, and she lowered her head and didn't speak.

"I'm not here to persuade you to give up," Zheng Ren said: "My judgment is that if a craniotomy is performed and the extracorporeal membrane lung support is supported, the patient's chance of recovery is about 50%.

The man was shocked.

The patient's daughter raised her head and looked at Zheng Ren blankly. She didn't understand what she said just now.

Why is the condition getting worse and worse? Can I still be rescued?

"Doctor, it's not that we don't help us." The man said in a little embarrassed.

He has feelings for the patient, but the facts do not allow him to act emotionally.

Living is sometimes too difficult. Just working hard to survive, you have to do your best. If you add a family member who needs to take care of the skull when you open it and lie on the bed...

"Someone in our village has had this kind of surgery, and they knocked open the skull."

Zheng Ren nodded. Although the man's speech was not organized, he still understood it very well.

"After the operation, the person was ruined. Our family..." As he said that, he sighed long. His waist bent a little more, as if the burden on his shoulders was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

The patient's daughter interrupted him and asked, "Doctor, how much does it cost?"

"Three or five hundred thousand." Zheng Ren gave a vague number, which was simply astronomical for the patient's daughter.

When she heard this, her body shook, her head was a little dizzy, and tears flowed down her face.

"But the money problem can be solved." Zheng Ren said quickly: "We..."

As he said that, someone knocked at the door, Hu Yanhui was carrying a box, followed by two people from the legal department.

"Boss Zheng, we are here."

"Xiao Hu changed her clothes and went in first." Zheng Ren said, "The legal department stayed and explained to the patient's home later."

Linger was surprised, but he didn't question it.

He quickly read it and understood what Boss Zheng meant.

Xinglinyuan surgery live broadcast, bearing this huge medical expenses. But... this is not an interventional surgery, nor is it a general surgery, but a neurosurgery surgery!

Can Boss Zheng take it?

Linge asked in a low voice: "Boss Zheng, are you sure?"

"Eighty percent." Zheng Ren replied.

Linger nodded, feeling confident.

"Doctor, I still want to give up." The man said, "You don't understand the situation in our family, now..."

"You want to go back to farm, and leave now!" The patient's daughter said bluntly: "Does my mother have something to be sorry for you? You are lying in bed now, and you want to leave?"

"Girl, you know what's going on at home..." The man's head was getting lower and lower.

He felt much more relaxed when he said these words.

"Not to mention hundreds of thousands, I have all made up the tens of thousands of dollars. When I go back, I don't know how to pay it back."

"Get out!" the patient's daughter shouted hysterically, "The further you go, the better. Even if my mother dies here, you don't need to send her away!"

The man covered his face tremblingly, and tears flowed out from his fingers. Mixed with the soil, it was so dirty.

"The patient's condition is very urgent. Every time a minute delay comes, it will bring unpredictable risks." Zheng Ren said: "Snap time to settle down and whether to accept qualified assistance."

"What conditions?" asked the patient's daughter.

Zheng Ren talked about the live broadcast of the surgery.

The man stood up silently and said, "Doctor, I still ask to give up."

"Doctor, I want treatment. Please help my mother with all your strength." The patient's daughter also stood up, walked to the table, and knelt straight in front of Zheng Ren.

"..." Zheng Ren is most afraid of this.
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