73 The Heavens Price Necklace (1/2)
”When did this happen?” Mo Wen asked with a serious look.
”Two days ago. The patient denied organ transplants and forbid the hospital from informing her daughter. She also asked to be discharged,” Shen Jing said helplessly, ”Director Han Jiangong considered that she was your friend, so he didn't approve her discharge request. For now, we have calmed her down.”
”Why did her condition suddenly worsen?” Mo Wen truly could not understand. She was a normal patient receiving treatment for more than a month, but not only was there no recovery, the symptoms ended up getting worse.
”I don't know either. Director Han Jiangong didn't explain in detail. However, the situation must be quite dire, otherwise he would not have asked me to get you. The patient has denied organ transplants, so the hospital can't do anything,” Shen Jing could sometimes empathize with the patient well and resonate with their helplessness. Organ transplant surgeries were still in the process of development. They still had a high risk of failure, so hospitals only dared to carry out the procedures after the patient had signed the consent forms.
Without the surgery, the patient could probably only live for another six months, but if the surgery failed, then she would die instantly.
Also the cost for organ transplant surgery was too high. For a commoner, it was an astronomical figure. An average household would find it extremely hard to pay for such an extravagant medical bill even if they sold off their homes.
This was another reason why many patients preferred to sit and wait for death rather than undergo organ transplant surgery.
”Now Director Han Jiangong wants a consult from you. After all, the patient is a special case, but if she doesn't want to cooperate and undergo treatment, the hospital can't do anything about it,” Shen Jing said helplessly.
”Go and tell Director Han Jiangong, I will visit the hospital tonight to find out more,” Mo Wen said while frowning. No matter what, he couldn't forsake Qin Xiaoyou's mother. The case seemed to be more complicated. Qin Xiaoyou's mother was doing just fine in the hospital. Why would her situation worsen all in a sudden?
”Mo Wen, don't worry. The patient most likely declined treatment due to insufficient funds. I can find ways to help you with the money matters,” Shen Jing quietly consoled. As she understood, a normal family would most likely find it hard to pay for such an extravagant medical bill.
”Thank you Miss Shen. I will settle this issue,” Mo Wen smiled. He naturally wasn't worried about the money. In his mind, after leveraging on the Ming Cult's remaining wealth, he would instantly become one of the richest tycoons.
Walking out of Shen Jing's apartment, Mo Wen's mind still lingered on Qin Xiaoyou's mother's condition. Her sudden condition was abnormal. However he wasn't too worried. With his current medical knowledge, he could cure Qin Xiaoyou's mother completely and without her necessarily needing an organ transplant.
The cafeteria complex had a long corridor that looked antique. Usually many students would gather in the corridor to have conversations. Sometimes a few couples could be seen sitting on the stone benches flirting with each other.
Qin Xiaoyou was bored as she sat on a stone bench alone. Occasionally people would come over to flirt with her, but she would cleverly reject their advances.
Seeing Mo Wen walking over from afar, Qin Xiaoyou immediately stood up from the stone bench, somewhat complaining as she said, ”Mo Wen, why were you gone for so long?” She had waited for half an hour.
”Miss Shen Jing had something she needed to discuss with me,” Mo Wen smiled indifferently. He naturally couldn't tell Qin Xiaoyou that her mother's condition was worsening. Right now Qin Xiaoyou still didn't know because her mother had hid it from her.
”Mo Wen, the necklace you gave me last time, I should return it to you,” Qin Xiaoyou made sure no one was around before quietly telling Mo Wen. She took the simple but elegant necklace off from her snow white neck and stuffed it into Mo Wen's hand.