Chapter 872 Every Family Has Its Own Problems
At around 1:30 p.m. on Tuesday, Zhou Mo returned briskly to his large office on the third basement floor of Zhizhen Building, carrying a stack of letters, three newly published medical journals, and two express parcels.
She found that Shen Qi was the only one in the large office, sitting at his desk and busying himself.
"Doctor Shen, hasn't Doctor Yu's cardiac intervention surgery already started?"
"Why didn't you go to the operating room to assist with the surgery?"
Zhou Mo asked in confusion, "Isn't cardiovascular intervention your main area of expertise? This is a great opportunity to observe and learn."
"Don't tell me, Doctor Yu doesn't want you to observe and learn? That's impossible. Doctor Yu is not a stingy person."
Shen Qi put down his work, looked at Zhou Mo who had been talking for a long time, and explained: "Doctor Yu didn't stop me."
"It's just that Dr. Yu's cardiovascular interventional surgery doesn't require contrast agents and angiography, so I have no way to assist or learn from him."
Zhou Mo understood and thought to himself that he was being stupid.
She murmured softly, "That's true. Many of Dr. Yu's skills are only available to him. You can never learn them."
Shen Qi nodded and said, "Indeed, many of Doctor Yu's skills require his own special abilities to support them, which we cannot master."
After a pause, he added, "Dr. Wang Chunyuan is assisting Dr. Yu in the operating room. To be exact, it's not assisting, but just staying there just in case."
"If a patient experiences an unexpected event such as a heart attack, Dr. Wang can respond urgently with his extensive clinical experience."
During this brief conversation with Shen Qi, Zhou Mo's hands were not idle either. He had already opened six letters in succession.
However, she only glanced at the contents of each letter, tore it up and threw it into the trash can.
"Is it still junk mail?" Shen Qi asked casually.
Zhou Mo nodded and said, "These letters are either invitations to Dr. Yu to attend medical conferences, letters for help, or advertisements for drugs and medical devices."
"To Dr. Yu, it's of no value at all."
As Yu Zhiming's fame grew, he received more and more letters with diverse contents.
The most common letters are advertising letters, letters asking for help, invitations to academic conferences, and letters discussing medical skills.
Yu Zhiming didn't have time to read these letters, so he let Zhou Mo handle it.
Besides, the role and importance of paper letters in our lives are becoming less and less.
Zhou Mo dealt with most of these letters by simply tearing them up.
Of course, in order to avoid missing out on any truly valuable letters, Zhou Mo would still open and read every one of them...
Shen Qi got up and went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water. After coming back, he approached Zhou Mo who was opening letters non-stop.
He hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Zhou Mo, Qian Ya, a neighbor of mine in the community, wants her father to have surgery."
Zhou Mo, who was still opening the letter, said "oh" casually, and the next moment she reacted.
"Qian Ya? The one whose father's memory is erased and he starts over every two or three hours?"
"Yeah!" Shen Qi nodded to confirm.
Zhou Mo questioned, "If I remember correctly, didn't Doctor Yu say that her father's surgery was very risky and recommended conservative treatment and rest and recovery?"
Shen Qi sighed and explained, "Qian Ya said that conservative treatment takes too long, and the recovery effect in the future cannot be guaranteed. It is better to have surgery as soon as possible."
Zhou Mo couldn't help but exclaim, "Fuck!" and blurted out, "She wants her father to die."
"Doctor Yu said that the surgery is very risky. She must know that, right?"
Zhou Mo added angrily, "They say there's no filial son for a long-term patient. Her father's illness has only been a few days old, and you're already impatient?"
"What kind of hatred is this? What kind of grudge is this? How can there be a daughter who wants her father dead like this?"
"Is he adopted?"
Shen Qi sighed again and said slowly, "I can confirm that they are biological father and daughter. Every family has its own problems."
He then warned, "Zhou Mo, there's something I'm only going to tell you. Don't tell anyone else."
"Doctor Yu, I can't tell you that either."
Zhou Mo said with a gossipy look on his face: "Doctor Shen, don't worry, I have always kept my mouth shut and will never say anything that I shouldn't say."
Shen Qi, having received the assurance, said softly, "Seven or eight years ago, Qian Ya's mother was paralyzed from the chest down due to an accident."
"Just over a month later, her mother committed suicide."
"I still remember clearly that at that time, Qian Ya bitterly accused her father of not taking good care of her mother. Not only that, he also deliberately left, leaving her mother with a window of opportunity to commit suicide."
"She said at the time that if her father became unable to take care of himself in the future for various reasons, she would not take care of him and would help him get out of trouble sooner."
this……
Zhou Mo's eyes widened and he said, "I never expected that there would be such a background and underlying reasons."
"It's just that there are some things that can be said but not done."
"Father, son, as a daughter, she can't gamble her father's life on that small possibility of success, right?"
"Doctor Yu said the risk is huge. It's definitely huge."
Shen Qi said with a complicated expression: "Yesterday, when I heard her decision, I was also very shocked."
"It was only last night that I remembered this almost forgotten past event."
Zhou Mo suddenly thought of something and asked, "Doctor Shen, her father only lost some of his freshman memory for a short period of time. His mind is still clear and his judgment is still there."
"Given her father's situation, he should still have the capacity for civil conduct, right?"
"She shouldn't have the final say on whether to have the surgery or not, right?"
"Her father has the autonomy to perform the surgery, right?"
Shen Qi was silent for a moment, then said, "Last night and this morning, I asked Uncle Qian for his opinion twice."
"Uncle Qian agreed to the surgery after I informed him of its high risks."
"Both times, he agreed."
Zhou Mo couldn't help but sigh and said, "That's what parents are like. They don't want to add trouble and burden to their children."
"Under these circumstances, Qian Ya still decided to undergo surgery?"
Shen Qi nodded with a complicated expression.
Zhou Mo said in a deep voice: "This woman is too..."
She stopped talking halfway and said, "Doctor Shen, you should be glad that she didn't accept your pursuit."
"Otherwise, you should worry about the possibility that one day in the future, the person next to you will extubate you."
Shen Qi said seriously, "I repeat, I have never pursued her. We are just ordinary friends."
He then said, "If one day in the future I really need to be intubated and struggling to survive, I would hope that someone would just remove the tube."
Zhou Mo curled his lips and said in disbelief, "You can say whatever you want now, but there is a great fear between life and death. If it really comes to that moment, you may not want to be extubated."
"It's better to live a miserable life than to die. Many cancer patients in the late stages are tortured beyond recognition, yet they still want to live."
At this moment, Zhou Mo suddenly exclaimed, shook the letter in his hand, and chuckled, "This is a thank-you letter."
"She said in the letter that her father had made a full recovery thanks to Dr. Yu's diagnosis and treatment."
"To express her gratitude, she decided to marry him and will come to Binhai a few days later to be Dr. Yu's girlfriend."
Zhou Mo tore the letter into pieces while angrily saying, "It's like a toad wanting to eat swan flesh. It's a nice thought, but this person isn't here to express gratitude or repay a favor, he's here for revenge."
She tore open another letter and unfolded the paper inside.
"Another letter asking for help..."
Zhou Mo was about to tear it off, but stopped.
She quickly read the contents of the letter, raised her voice, and said, "Doctor Shen, this is a patient with hearing hypersensitivity who has a similar condition to Doctor Yu."
"He said in his letter..."
Zhou Mo looked at the contents of the letter and said, "More than two years ago, his hearing gradually became sharper. He can now hear the sound of water flowing in the pipes in the wall with extraordinary clarity. When it rains, the sound of raindrops sounds like thunder to him."
“Also, in the dead of night, you can hear the sound of blood flowing through your veins.”
"He was diagnosed with hyperacusis, and every day was extremely painful. He felt like he couldn't hold on any longer..."
In a soundproof operating room not far from the large office, Yu Zhiming was performing a vascular interventional surgery on an elderly man on the operating table.
The stent guidewire was inserted through the femoral artery in the old man's right leg and moved along the blood vessel toward the old man's heart...
Compared with the previous two brain aneurysm interventions, Yu Zhiming's guidewire advancement speed this time was much slower.
The main reason is that the condition of the blood vessels is a bit bad this time.
In Yu Zhiming's perception, a raised scar would appear on the blood vessel wall from time to time.
The guide wire should be like a fish swimming in water, flexibly avoiding these obstacles and moving forward in a winding manner.
Doctor Wang Chunyuan, who was accompanying him, was a little bored. He would occasionally glance at the patient's physiological values that were constantly jumping on the monitor.
He knew that if it weren't for his needs, these monitors would not need to be turned on.
Because Yu Zhiming does not need to look at these data, he can still understand the patient's real-time physical condition.
Wang Chunyuan turned his gaze to Yu Zhiming again.
He was seen standing beside the operating table with his eyes slightly closed, motionless like a sculpture. He could only push the guide wire into the patient's body at a constant speed by slightly twisting his fingers.
To be honest, Wang Chunyuan would not take this operation, even if the patient and his family repeatedly assured him that he would not be held responsible for any problems.
Because he had no confidence in success, even if he succeeded in the end, it would be just a matter of luck.
Luck is needed to cure diseases and save lives, but that is based on a 70% to 80% chance of success, plus a little bit of luck.
If you rely purely on luck, the probability of failure is 99%.
Wang Chunyuan turned his gaze to the old man on the operating table again and couldn't help but think of his daughter.
There was also Cui Zhitan who asked him to come over as a precaution.
Wang Chunyuan could feel that this time Cui Zhitan must have made some kind of decision.
Is this because he is old but not old at heart, and he wants to go crazy for once...
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(End of this chapter)
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