Chapter 507 - Patients Sentenced To Death (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After breakfast, they arrived at Sea City General Hospital. On the way, Zheng Ren transferred 1000 yuan to Feng Xuhui, telling him to accept it first before telling him his intentions.

He went to a nearby Sinopec Petrol Station to get a gas card. He was prepared to give it to Sister Zhao. Su Yun was right. He was embarra.s.sed to trouble Sister Zhao all the time. Although he was usually reluctant to socialize, he still had to maintain certain relations.h.i.+ps.

When he arrived at the department, Zheng Ren still went around the ward before Old Chief Physician Pan made his own ward rounds.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was lying in a ward bed, fully dressed. He had been recording all kinds of data and indicators while in the ward. When he was tired, he decided to rest on the bed next to him for a short while.

When Zheng Ren entered, the professor was sleeping, his snoring akin to thunder.

The patient blinked his eyes and looked at Zheng Ren innocently and pitifully.

If not for the professor, the patient would have recovered faster, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Coming out of the ward and preparing to hand over his s.h.i.+ft, Zheng Ren saw a couple in the corridor and looked around cautiously.

“Who might you guys be looking for?” Zheng Ren walked over and asked with a gentle smile.

“Excuse me, might you know where Teacher Zheng is?” the man asked.

The man was not tall. He was about 1.65 meters tall, with a stocky build and a fierce face. There seemed to be a gloomy aura emanating from his face.

The first thing Zheng Ren suspected was that he had a liver disease.

Looking at the System’s panel on the upper-right side of his vision, the diagnosis was hepat.i.tis-B cirrhosis formed after the resection of a malignant liver tumor.

“That would be me,” Zheng Ren continued to smile.

“It’s you?” The man was a little surprised. He looked Zheng Ren up and down a few times.

“Well, who was the one who sent you here to me?”

“Chief w.a.n.g from the Secondary Hospital.” The man finally chose to believe Zheng Ren’s words. He smiled apologetically and said, “Teacher Zheng, I found something growing in the left lobe of my liver during a routine physical examination six months ago. Later, I went to the Secondary Hospital to have it removed.”

“What happened after that?”

“I thought I had recovered. I think it’s been almost since the New Year? I went for another check-up. Now, there’s another tumor growing on the right lobe of my liver. The Department Chief of the hepatobiliary and pancreatic department of the Secondary Hospital said that there’s no way to treat it.” The man continued, “He asked me to look for Chief Resident w.a.n.g of the Interventional Surgery Department. Chief Resident w.a.n.g looked at it and shook his head. He said that if there was a possibility of treatment, only you could do it, Teacher Zheng.”

This was…a patient who had been sentenced to death.

Zheng Ren knew that cirrhosis accompanied hepat.i.tis-B. There were many small nodules on the liver, and each of these small nodules could potentially become cancerous.

After a lobe of the liver was removed after surgery, they could not continue with another surgery if another tumor grew on the other side of the liver. Besides, the probability of this occurring was almost 50%.

The patient and Zheng Yunxia were in a similar situation.

“Let me take a look at your scan,” Zheng Ren said.

The patient hurriedly handed the scan in his hand to Zheng Ren.

When he entered the office, there were still more than ten minutes before his s.h.i.+ft would end. Zheng Ren inserted the patient’s scan into the scanner and took a look.

After the left lobe of the liver was removed, a 15cm large tumor grew on the right lobe of the liver!

In other words, the patient had basically lost all normal liver function.

No wonder the General Surgery Department and the Interventional Surgery Department in the Secondary Hospital refused to admit him for treatment. The patient in front of him could no longer continue with the usual treatment measures.

This was the sort of situation one would see in television dramas. After that, the doctor would solve the problem and say, “Let’s go back. We can eat whatever we want.”

Zheng Ren rested his chin on his hand and fell deep into thought.

The patient’s expression was a mess. Anxiety, fear, hope, plenty of other emotions could be seen on his face. However, Zheng Ren did not outwardly tell him that there was no way to treat him after seeing the MRI-enhanced film. This gave the patient some hope.

A few minutes later, Zheng Ren asked, “What kind of medical insurance are you covered by?”

“I’m an employee of the city!” The patient’s hope was greatly increased.

“Well, we can try,” Zheng Ren said. “But whether it will succeed or not is hard for me to say.”