Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1246 - 956: The Honest Little Boy

Chapter 1246: Chapter 956: The Honest Little Boy

When the boy’s father uttered these words, his tone was commanding, as though his words were not to be questioned.

About the boy’s illness and treatment plan, Yang Ping had just explained very clearly, and as an adult, the boy’s father should have understood perfectly well.

As for the medical expenses, how could such preposterous and irrational words be spoken? Yang Ping did not want to dwell on this topic. If the patient met the eligibility criteria for assistance, they could go through the procedures of the relief foundation; but if not, Yang Ping was helpless.

It surely could not be expected that patients who own houses, cars, and have savings should also be supported by the relief fund. That would be extremely unfair to those patients who truly need help, and a complete exploitation and desecration of kindness.

This sort of incident had happened before. A patient in Sanbo Hospital’s General Surgery Department, who owned five houses and had more than a million in savings, actually launched a donation campaign on various platforms. Those in the know condemned the patient for exploiting kind-hearted people, but the patient had a ready excuse—that his five houses were investment properties, not to be used for medical treatment, and his savings ensured his own and his family’s quality of life and could not be touched. In the end, everyone was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at this so-called "wealthy" charity case.

Yang Ping reviewed the medical records once again. The boy’s name was Dong Zhikai, only twelve years old. It was clear from the signature of the family members that the boy’s father was named Dong Guanghan. Observing the boy’s father before him, in his early forties, a bit overweight, with somewhat wide gaps between his teeth that tended to foam at the corners of his mouth when speaking, and using the latest iPhone, his wristwatch likely worth no less than ten thousand. He certainly didn’t look like someone short of money.

Regarding the kidney issue, Yang Ping did not want to provide further explanations, as he could tell from Dong Guanghan’s words that he was not interested in listening to explanations. He was adamant that the doctors from City People’s Hospital stole his child’s kidney during surgery and insisted on compensation.

Regarding the issue of stolen bones, due to the evidence of the post-operative X-rays showing everything was normal, Dong Guanghan did not stick to his original stance. Still, he remained stubborn in his belief that it wasn’t an illness but a problem with the surgery—a medical accident.

City People’s Hospital was under a lot of pressure facing such a relentlessly difficult person and hoped Yang Ping could help out by providing explanations from their side, hoping the patient’s family would be receptive. Now it was apparent that explaining was entirely unnecessary, as it wasn’t a matter of communication—it was a pure waste of time and effort.

"I’ll leave the rest for you to discuss with him."

Yang Ping was busy and had no time to argue about these pointless matters with Dong Guanghan, so he left him to Little Five and Zhang Lin and took his leave.

"Mr. Dong, Professor Yang has just explained your child’s medical treatment plan in detail. Is there anything else you don’t understand?" Zhang Lin took over in communicating with the boy’s father, with Little Five assisting.

Dong Guanghan stared at his phone, sitting across the negotiating table, legs spread open and constantly shaking: "I understand it all. Just arrange the surgery as soon as possible, use the best medicine, the best equipment, the best doctors, and yes, I want your chief surgeon to take the lead on the surgery, no interns, understand?"

"The surgery can’t be scheduled that soon; there are other examinations and treatments to be done preoperatively. Now, let me discuss the medical expenses with you. The total cost of treatment is quite high, and the treatment period is also expected to be long. Just the femoral prosthesis alone will cost tens of thousands, and the total expenses may very well reach two or three hundred thousand. You need to prepare financially," Zhang Lin said, trying to keep his emotions under control and speaking gently.

Dong Guanghan looked up: "My son’s leg bone is in this condition, not because of some disease, but because of the surgery conducted by the doctors at City People’s Hospital. They are responsible for it, so regardless of how much the medical costs are, you don’t need to talk to me about it. You should go to City People’s Hospital for the money, do you understand this principle?"

"That’s just your opinion. Any dispute you have with City People’s Hospital has nothing to do with me. If you think they owe you money, you go ask for it yourself. Now your son is being treated here; if you’re not paying the medical bills, who will? Do you understand this principle?" Zhang Lin was unyielding and spoke firmly.

Dong Guanghan hesitated, never having encountered a doctor who spoke like this. He immediately perked up.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that I should pay for these medical expenses?" Dong Guanghan straightened up, placing his phone on the table.

"Please turn off your phone’s recording and video functions. If you don’t trust us, seek treatment at a hospital you do trust. Our conversation is over." Zhang Lin and Little Five promptly prepared to leave.

Zhang Lin knew right away that Dong Guanghan had turned on his phone’s recording function. With absolutely no trust from the start, recording audio and video, there was no point in continuing the conversation.

No cure for the untrusting! That’s a fundamental principle.

Dong Guanghan was faced with a hard nut to crack and had to turn off his phone’s recording and video, nervously saying, "It wasn’t on."

"Turn it off!"

Zhang Lin wasn’t being polite.

Dong Guanghan had no choice but to power off his phone, only then could the conversation continue, as this was the only hospital that could definitively treat his son’s condition.

"Can’t medical insurance cover the costs? Why do I still have to prepare money?" Dong Guanghan said discontentedly.

Looking at the information in the medical records, Zhang Lin said, "I’ve told you several times to bring your son’s medical insurance card for registration. Why haven’t you brought it over?"