Chapter 550
Good Evening, Mr President!
550 Clingy (1)
At the seminar ...
The director of the neurosurgery department stood up and expressed his opinion on the surgery they were analyzing. director, to be honest, I donât think thereâs a need to continue this operation!
Shao moqian raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him. He didnât rush to speak, and the director continued, â âThe patient already has aids, and he doesnât have many years left to live. Why do we need to open his head? Even if we open his head and remove the tumor, he wonât be able to live for more than a few years. Not to mention, he also has aids, which is no joke. During the operation, there is a high chance of infection, so I donât think it is necessary for us to insist on this operation! Iâm done, thank you!â
After the Dean finished speaking, he sat down again.
Shao moqian looked at all the doctors in the audience with an indifferent expression. what do you think? â
The audience was silent, and there was no objection.
âAll agree?â
Shao moqian raised his eyebrows and nodded. Then Iâll do this surgery!â
When all the doctors heard this, they sighed and said, â director Wanwan.
âBefore we do it, Iâll analyze the feasibility of this surgery with everyone. first, if the tumor is not removed from the patientâs brain in time, he may not live past next year. If it is successfully removed, a normal patient may not have a relapse for the rest of his life if the surgery is successful. We canât predict how long the patient with aids can live, but donât forget that although aids is an incurable disease, its incubation period is long. It can be six, eight, or even thirteen years. Or even longer! What if the patient still had thirteen years to live? Are we just going to watch him die to this tumor? Everyone, weâre doctors, and itâs our duty as doctors to save the dying and heal the injured! We are the last straw of hope for every patient, and we have the obligation to extend the life of every patient! If all the doctors in the room only cared about themselves and were overcautious, would we really be worthy of the white coats we were wearing? Is he worthy of the title of âwhite-clothed Angelâ that the world has given us? So, I insist on this operation! If thereâs anyone whoâs willing to be the chief surgeon with me, step forward!â
Shao moqianâs righteous words made the director in the audience blush.
The audience started to discuss Yunyun again.
âIâm willing!â
A young chief surgeon raised his hand and stood up. director, I can do it!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI can do it too!â
âIâm also willing!â
âDirector, I support you too!â
Shao moqianâs heart was filled with warmth as he watched everyone stand up for him. He nodded and thanked them. alright, I, Jin, thank you on behalf of the patient!
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Yun Xiao came to the hospital to take care of her son.
Her son was still in the intensive care unit, so she had no choice but to wait outside.
The young nurses at the nurses âstation were still chatting enthusiastically.
âDid you guys hear? Dean Shaoâs performance at the seminar today was very cool! Itâs simply too cool!â
âI didnât hear about it. What happened?â A small head curiously moved over to the gossiping nurse.
âEveryone seems to be discussing whether to do a craniotomy on the AIDS patient, Huahua.â