Chapter 317 (2/2)

”Dean Wang, what's going on?” Song tingshen asked.

”It's all the patients' families who have been begging us. There's really no way. I said you're doing liver transplantation, but I also said you haven't succeeded yet. They said they want to try even if you don't succeed. They're dying anyway. Maybe there's still hope if you try?” Dean Wang said.

”But there is no donor liver?” Song tingshen said.

”It's such a coincidence that a prisoner came here this morning. When he was working on the reform through labor farm, he was accidentally hit in the head by a stone. After rescue, his brain died.”

”The prison guard also said that he had no relatives and was an orphan. Even if the body was pulled back, no one claimed it. If you can donate his body...”

”The man's blood type coincides with the patient, so I think I'll try it?” Dean Wang said.

”But none of our experiments have been successful.” Song tingshen shook his head.

”That's what I told the patient's family, but they were willing to try. They said that even if they died, they didn't blame us...”

”What if they later go back and say that our medical treatment is improper?” Anzehan spoke, otherwise it would be a rare opportunity.

”Yes......” this is also where song tingshen hesitated. It's not that he had never met such a patient's family before. He said it well, but once he failed, they would make trouble.

”Let them sign an agreement with the hospital and let us try voluntarily. If something happens, they can't pursue it.” Guo Xiang said, ”in order to express our gratitude, we don't charge them for the operation fee. We can also reduce some for them...”

”I think so.” President Wang nodded. This is a good opportunity. I can't touch it at ordinary times.

”Let's talk to the patient's family.” Song tingshen said.

”Yes!” President Wang nodded and asked someone to call the patient's family.

”This is Dr. Song. He is doing liver transplantation research.” President Wang introduced song tingshen to the patient's family. ”He is a professor of Taiqing Medical University and an expert in hepatobiliary surgery.”

”Hello, Dr. Song!” The patient's family shook hands with song tingshen and looked like the patient's son.

”We all know my father's disease. We have taken so much medicine. I know the hospital has done what we should do, but we don't want to give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope.” Said the patient's son.

”However, there may be no hope at all. It may not even get off the operating table.” Song tingshen said, ”you could have lived a few more days, but if you had surgery, you might not live tomorrow.”

”Really have no hope?” Asked the patient's son.

Song tingshen shook his head, ”I haven't succeeded yet. Even the failure rate of previous professors was 90%, and that 10% didn't live many days. I don't want to lie to you...”

The patient's son pondered for a moment, ”if so, we recognize my father. Now... He lives in too much pain...”

His face showed a sad look, ”in the past, we didn't care enough about him. I didn't expect...”

His eyes turned red, ”he used to be so proud of himself. Now he's skinny, his hair has fallen off, he's incontinent, and he doesn't have any dignity...”

”If he really wants to live like this, he may not want to!” Said the patient's son.

”But your father said before that it would be good to live one more day.” Song tingshen said.

The patient's son smiled bitterly, ”that's because he hasn't understood the severity of the disease. Now this is something he didn't expect. He told me yesterday. It's better to know if he died...”

Then his head turned to one side and his eyes were full of tears.

Everyone was silent and didn't know what to say.

”If so, let's sign an agreement.” Guo Xiang stood up, ”you are voluntary. If there is an accident, you will not hold us accountable. Of course, we will do our best.”

”Many people are biased against our doctors and think that doctors know how to make money. In fact, we don't have much money after an operation. What money can we make? If anyone wants the patient to have something to do, it's our doctor except the family members. ”

”We are all parents and children. We don't want to see tragedies happen. What's good for us if something happens to the patient? And to put it mildly, if we succeed, we will become famous, we will have fame, profits and become famous doctors. Who doesn't want to? Who would be willing to be scolded for deliberately doing something bad? ”

”So, you don't have to worry about this. We will try our best, but now the medical technology is really limited, and we're not sure, so we'd better make it clear.” Guo Xiang said.

”I understand. I'll sign with you!” The patient's son nodded.