My daily work as a doctor: My treatment value is increasing.

After being transferred to the neurology department, Lu Renxin experienced firsthand what it means to spend money like water.

Payment slips were handed to him like snowflakes.

Various related examinations and tests need to be supplemented and repeated, and each of them is an expense.

But as long as the doctor makes a request, Lu Renxin will agree without hesitation.

Lu Renxin has always adhered to one principle: professional matters should be left to professionals.

In hospitals, the doctors are the ones who most want patients to live, and it's impossible to do so without spending money.

He would sell everything he owned to restore his father Lu Huaishan's health.

These past few days, Lu Huaishan has had to receive intravenous fluids and take medication every day.

Lu Renxin carefully reviewed the list of drugs, which consisted mainly of antiplatelet drugs, lipid-lowering drugs, and drugs for controlling blood pressure and blood sugar.

Regardless of the degree of narrowing of the middle cerebral artery, these medications are the first-line and foundation of the treatment plan.

This is because the blood vessels are already narrowed, making it even more important to be vigilant about platelet aggregation and the formation of thrombi, while also stabilizing or even reversing atherosclerotic plaques.

Regarding the next steps in treatment, he and his mother, Li Ailan, were sitting in the doctor's office listening to their current attending physician explain the treatment plan.

Holding a pen in one hand and referring to the printed report with the other, Dr. Liu told them, "The patient has severe stenosis; it's best to place a stent."

Insert a stent? Lu Renxin knew that since the blood vessels were narrow and blood flow was obstructed, they just needed to find something to widen the area.

Li Ailan didn't know what it was. Her eyes were panicked, and she leaned forward slightly as she asked Dr. Liu:

"Stent placement? Is my husband's illness very serious? Can't he just take some medicine and get an IV drip?"

Dr. Liu shook his head and tried his best to explain to her in simple terms:

"Simply taking medication is not enough. His condition is already severe. Mild to moderate cases can be treated with medication, but the risk is too high now that it's severe. It's best to have a stent implanted."

"Then...then...is his illness very serious?" Li Ailan's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground, but luckily Lu Renxin noticed and supported her.

"Don't worry, ma'am, we still have treatment options. Early intervention generally leads to a good prognosis for the patient..."

Li Ailan couldn't understand what Dr. Liu was saying, and she looked at her son with pleading eyes.

Seeing his mother's panicked state due to her confusion, Lu Renxin realized that she was getting old and needed to rely on him.

Dr. Liu didn't beat around the bush and earnestly suggested, "Dr. Wang from the emergency room mentioned it to me. You're also a medical student, so I'll be frank with you."

"Our county hospital is not yet up to the standard to independently perform such complex surgeries. We still have some technical problems and lack experience."

Lu Renxin nodded silently, knowing that what Dr. Liu said was very true.

There's a huge gap between the medical standards in my hometown, a small county, and those in top hospitals in big cities.

This is not discrimination, but rather the result of the combination of factors such as talent, experience, and resources.

First, where do highly educated individuals choose to work after graduation?

Without a doubt, it's a top-tier hospital in a major city, which means a broader platform, more cutting-edge technology, and better benefits.

Very few people are willing to return to their small county town.

Secondly, the population here is limited, and doctors have very few cases they can access, especially difficult and critical cases.

Faced with a difficult patient, the hospital immediately transferred them to a higher-level hospital.

Large hospitals accept patients from all over the country, and doctors see more cases and naturally gain more experience, thus creating a virtuous cycle.

Dr. Liu continued:

"I have two options. The first is to transfer to another hospital. After you are discharged from our hospital, you can choose a more well-known and better hospital to go to."

This suggestion coincided with Lu Renxin's own thoughts.

From the moment Dr. Liu frankly admitted that this procedure couldn't be done here, he began thinking about the well-known general hospitals and brain disease hospitals in Guanghai City.

"There's another one, which is—the throwing knife." Dr. Liu's tone was solemn, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"My mentor is the head of the Department of Neurointervention at Kyoto Medical University First Hospital. I can try my best to get him to come over."

Kyoto Medical University First Affiliated Hospital? That's a top-tier hospital where you have to fight for an appointment.

Asking him to perform surgery means asking him to come here during his rest time to perform the operation.

Lu Renxin's eyes widened in surprise, and almost without hesitation, he nodded hastily: "Fly, of course we'll fly!"

For such high-profile individuals, appointments are extremely difficult to obtain, and even if an appointment is secured, the wait for a hospital bed can be very long.

With flying knives, patients can directly enjoy the doctor's skills here, saving them the trouble of traveling back and forth, as well as saving on travel expenses, food and lodging costs, and other costs.

Even though Lu Renxin knew that he usually had to pay the expert a fee for the "flying knife" (a type of surgical procedure), he still felt it was a better option.

In many cases, when big shots take time out of their schedules to come over, it's not for the money, but more out of consideration for the students.

Li Ailan listened from the side, completely bewildered. What throwing knives? Isn't that something only seen in acrobatics?

However, she didn't dare to interrupt, and simply suppressed her questions, intending to ask Lu Renxin later when they went outside.

Lu Renxin was very excited, but he was also very doubtful: Could we really invite such a top-notch big shot?

As if receiving a signal, Dr. Liu explained with a wry smile, "I'm a doctor who was just brought in as a talent."

"The hospital hired me to expand their business and fill a gap in this area, but it hasn't worked out yet, and I'm under a lot of pressure."

"Inviting the teacher over this time is not only to treat your father's illness, but also to give me some guidance on the way, which will make our subsequent business development smoother."

"I see," Lu Renxin realized.

Dr. Liu asked them to wait a moment, went out to make a phone call, and came back: "My supervisor agreed, but the 'flying knife' fee is 1.5 yuan. Is that acceptable?"

Li Ailan, who had been silent all along, couldn't hold back any longer when she heard the price. She tugged at Lu Renxin's sleeve.

Lu Renxin was prepared, but when he heard that it would cost 1.5 yuan, he couldn't help but frown.

His family situation wasn't very good. Over the years, his parents had saved up some money by scrimping and saving to support his education.

We can afford the initial surgery, but the subsequent costs for the stent, hospitalization... money is needed everywhere.

Even a penny can stump a hero, let alone all the other expenses.

Let's take it one step at a time. At worst, we can just open our mouths and shake our heads. Lu Renxin was about to agree.

But his mother tugged at his sleeve more and more forcefully, so what he meant to say, "No problem," turned into:

"Dr. Liu, give me some time to think about it. I also need to discuss it with my family."

Dr. Liu expressed her understanding, after all, it was a big deal: "Sure, no problem. Just let me know in your office after you've discussed your opinions."