Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1234 - 951 Shameless Wretch_2

Chapter 1234: Chapter 951 Shameless Wretch_2

"I want Professor Yang to perform a chest surgery to open up and check the patient’s lung, then make a pathological diagnosis,"

Dean Xia said.

Dean Sun immediately waved his hands, "Absolutely not, get that patient discharged as soon as possible."

When saying this, Dean Sun also glanced at the open door of the doctors’ office, and a graduate student immediately went to close it.

Dean Sun continued speaking, his voice also very low, "I happen to have a classmate working in the health department of this patient’s local area, I just contacted him to understand the situation. Their health department is well aware of this matter, we must not touch it."

"What’s wrong? Is there a problem with this patient?" Dean Xia asked, puzzled.

"It’s not that the patient has a problem, but the enterprise he works for is not an easy one to provoke, deeply rooted locally. You think if they are so tough they must have their reasons, which we all know without saying. The patient has already made complaints everywhere to no avail."

Dean Sun had already acquired a basic understanding of Ou Lianfeng’s situation.

Dean Xia said, "So we just give up? Just like that? Letting the patient continue to struggle?"

"We better not mess with this trouble. It’s originally none of our business, we are a general hospital, we don’t have the qualification for occupational disease diagnosis. Not giving him the diagnosis is right, reasonable, and legal."

Dean Sun hoped to persuade Dean Xia and Yang Ping, why stir up trouble for oneself?

"Old Sun, your intentions are for the good of everyone, but if we also turn him away, what will the patient do? Just let it be? We don’t want to be heroes, we just want to do our job well. I think it’s our responsibility."

"I understand, but from what I learned from my classmate, between the lines he indicated this matter is complicated and could lead to trouble; it’s better not to take it on. Besides, pneumoconiosis is not our responsibility."

Dean Sun has always been more cautious and conservative, and he strongly opposed Yang Ping taking on this trouble, whether for the hospital or for Yang Ping himself.

Dean Xia usually had a dominating temper, but he never ran a one-man show. Instead, he was very democratic, so not only Dean Sun but also other leaders of the hospital dared to speak out and express dissenting opinions.

"I know, this will definitely cause trouble, but trouble be damned, let me take it on."

Dean Xia was resolute.

Dean Sun said helplessly, "Alright, we must be scrupulous about the procedures. There will be accountability later on. We should hold a hospital committee meeting. If there is accountability later, we should all take responsibility together. How can we let one person bear it alone?"

"That’s good, we’ll have a hospital committee meeting tomorrow morning to discuss this; push the surgery back by one day."

Dean Xia decided on the spot.

With that, the matter was settled. Yang Ping saw off the two deans, and the attending physician Xiao Wu rushed in to report:

"Ou Lianfeng just had severe difficulty breathing, his bedside chest X-ray showed a pneumothorax, and I’ve just performed closed thoracic drainage on him."

This was a pneumothorax caused by a local tear and air leak in the lung. When Ou Lianfeng was in the outpatient clinic, Yang Ping had noticed that his condition was not looking good and a pneumothorax was likely. Unexpectedly, it occurred right after his admission. Since closed thoracic drainage had been performed, there was momentarily no danger, and Yang Ping decided to repair the torn area of his lung during the surgery.

Yang Ping checked the X-rays on the computer, and then looked over at Ou Lianfeng by the bed. His condition was stable, not affecting the surgical plan.

Xiao Wu, while dealing with Ou Lianfeng’s pneumothorax, started to conduct preoperative examinations. The preferred surgical method was thoracoscopy, with thoracotomy if necessary, so this was indeed a major surgery. If there were any other means, neither the doctors nor patients would choose such an extreme method.

But it seemed that there was no other way to prove that the patient had pneumoconiosis. The local occupational disease prevention center required a factory certificate for diagnosis, and the factory’s stance was also clear: without a diagnosis from the occupational disease prevention center, they would not provide compensation, leaving the patient in a deadlock.

Professor Cao also took time to come and see Ou Lianfeng, to understand his condition and find out when Yang Ping was planning to perform surgery. When he knew that Dean Xia had firmly expressed support, Professor Cao was very moved. The patient had struggled for so long and could finally get an objective diagnosis.

For Ou Lianfeng, he was also out of options. This was his only hope. He had visited many hospitals, including the most authoritative ones. The experts all considered pneumoconiosis, but the occupational disease prevention center just would not give a diagnosis. Now with no way out, he came to Sanbo Hospital willing to take a chance. He had not expected Sanbo Hospital to immediately agree to admit him for surgery to examine his lung, giving him a glimmer of hope.

Without examining the lungs, without obtaining a diagnosis of pneumoconiosis, he would not receive a penny in compensation. Without compensation, how would his family survive? He used to be the pillar of the home, and now, due to the illness, how long he could live was an unknown. As for a lung transplant, he didn’t even dare to think about it.

Because Ou Lianfeng had a chest tube connected for closed drainage, he wasn’t very mobile and couldn’t take care of himself. Considering his special circumstances, the head nurse arranged for a caregiver to help him.

When it was time for dinner, graduate student Xiao Wu, knowing Ou Lianfeng was financially strained, paid for a boxed meal and brought it to him.

Ou Lianfeng was very grateful. There were still many good people in the world, like the experts who told him he had pneumoconiosis. They simply didn’t have the authority to make a diagnosis but never hid anything from him. Some even gave him advice and helped him find a