Healing Doctor

Chapter 475 Even a hero can be brought down by a penny

"The patient's family..." Director Zou hesitated for a moment, his lips twitched, and he sucked back the saliva that was about to spill out.

"What?" Director Li frowned. "You don't agree to all this trouble?"

It seemed that this short, fat man and Director Li had worked together before, and Ji Xiang was certain that he was the gastrointestinal surgeon that Director Li had mentioned as trustworthy.

Otherwise, Director Li wouldn't have agreed so readily and asked such a familiar question.

Whether or not surgery is considered "troublesome" depends on the individual.

The patient was over seventy years old, suffering from intestinal bleeding and hemorrhagic shock. Even if the surgery was successful, no one could be sure whether such an elderly person with these additional negative effects could pull through.

"Are you kidding me?" Director Li said unhappily. "You called me over in such a hurry, and now you don't even know if the patient's family agrees or not. How do you handle things?"

"Sigh." Director Zou sighed, then habitually slurped his words before saying, "The patient's family is poor. Each surgery costs over ten thousand yuan. Add to that the intestinal resection surgery, plus blood transfusions, which would require at least 3000ml, and postoperative intravenous hyperalimentation... all of that combined..."

Money is a big problem, and it's a big problem that has nothing to do with technology, and it's a problem that Director Li Ming can't solve.

"I'll go take a look." Director Li had experienced similar situations countless times, and he sighed.

"Doctor, when I donated blood, I was told that my family could use it for free if I donated a certain amount." A strong man stood at the door and said cautiously as Director Zou came out.

His legs were habitually ramrod straight, and his back was also ramrod straight. Even when he tried to be careful, he couldn't hide the habit he had developed over the years.

Director Li glanced at him but didn't say anything.

This problem has become increasingly serious and severe in recent years.

Director Zou explained to the patient's family in a low voice. Ji Xiang listened intently and vaguely heard things like, "We can't solve this either. You need to contact the blood bank. It's urgent. We need to find someone with the same blood type to donate blood."

Ji Xiang wasn't very familiar with this.

I encountered a similar case that required a blood transfusion before, and it seems that Director Bai resolved it.

Ji Xiang had always held Director Bai's abilities in high regard, but after encountering problems, especially seeing the troubled expressions on the faces of Director Li and Director Zou, who were drooling, he felt that his assessment of Director Bai was slightly underestimated.

Director Bai is much more capable than I imagined.

After accompanying Director Li to examine the patient, and then to look at the blood in the patient's last bowel movement, Director Li's expression became even more somber.

"I've already contacted my comrades, and we should be able to gather about 70-80% of the blood. Um... how much will the surgery cost?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously.

"3 to 5," Director Zou gave a figure, "We will try our best to save money."

As he spoke, he looked at Director Li Ming.

"Don't worry, we won't accept anything that we can avoid," Director Li replied with a frown.

"That would cost at least 3."

"At least, after all, it involves two surgeries plus postoperative intravenous hyperalimentation. Postoperative nutrition is something that can't be skimped on; there's nothing anyone can do about it."

The middle-aged man was in a dilemma.

The scenario of "a penny can stump a hero" plays out every day, which is nothing new.

Ji Xiang recalled the "homework" assigned to him by the system NPC when he first entered the system's operating room.

Later, Director Liu made a phone call to Section Chief Bai, and the problem was solved "without any difficulty".

Director Liu's problem-solving methods didn't seem applicable to the current situation, so Ji Xiang quickly started racking his brains. Although this wasn't a system task, Ji Xiang treated it as one and began to think creatively.

"Look, we can do the surgery first, but if there's no intravenous hyperalimentation after the surgery... to be honest, it's better not to do it at all. Making the elderly person go through surgery is not only painful, but also pointless," Director Zou said in a deep voice.

"I... I'll think of something else," the middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

What can you do if you don't have money?

Seeing Director Li and Director Zou leave, Ji Xiang remained in the ward. The monitor kept beeping, reminding everyone that the patient's condition was not optimistic.

"What is your surname?" Ji Xiang asked politely.

"My surname is She," the middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

He was downcast, his eyes slightly red. No money, no money; he couldn't conjure it up.

"I'll go borrow it." The middle-aged man ignored the young doctor, Ji Xiang, and looked at the old man lying on the hospital bed, gritting his teeth and speaking in a deep voice.

"I have an idea, what do you think?" Ji Xiang said.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, looking at Ji Xiang with suspicion and wariness, as if he were looking at a swindler.

"That's right."

Ji Xiang briefly explained the purpose of his visit to the First Affiliated Hospital.

"It involves some patient privacy, but I don't think it's a big deal. You can watch it once before editing, and if you think it's okay, then we'll upload it."

"..." The middle-aged man didn't understand, and he stared blankly at Ji Xiang.

"That's roughly the idea. I'll take you to talk to Director Fan."

The middle-aged man was a little confused as he followed Ji Xiang out of the ward.

"Director Fan."

After briefly explaining the patient's condition, Ji Xiang asked, "Does the production crew have funding?"

Director Fan's eyes lit up. Ji Xiang really was a lucky charm. Director Li, like a scumbag, turned him away, but Ji Xiang immediately came out with the patient's family.

"Yes, but the amount is limited." Director Fan's assistant, already accustomed to this, replied with a sigh, "Approximately how much will it cost? We'll try our best."

"3 to 5..." the middle-aged man said with difficulty.

"Twenty or thirty thousand is fine, but if..." said Director Fan's assistant.

"Director Fan," Ji Xiang said seriously, "give me a straight answer. This is about saving lives, not business."

Director Fan and his assistant were both taken aback. Seeing Ji Xiang's serious expression, Director Fan immediately smiled and said, "It's just surgery, it won't cost much. Is 100,000 enough?"

"Let's use it for now." Ji Xiang gave Director Fan a smile, then turned to the middle-aged man. "What do you think?"

"..." The middle-aged man was at a loss, unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"I'll go and tell Director Li. If everything's alright on your end, Director Li will proceed with the surgery." Ji Xiang said, then turned and left.

However, he paused for a moment. "Mr. She, we need to sign a contract, but don't worry, I won't lie to you. If you're really worried, I'll have the two directors with me, is that alright?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man's doubts had lessened, Ji Xiang quickly walked back to the doctor's office.

"Do it first," Director Li said, "then submit the application."

"What if the medical affairs office won't approve it?" Director Zou said. "I've submitted three applications this year, and they've been rejected twice."

"If we don't approve it..." Director Li was somewhat troubled.

"Director Li, I've found the money."

(End of this chapter)