Chapter 1858: 1793: Is it a distortion of human nature or a collapse of morality

Zheng Ren left the ward, very determined to communicate with the patient's family.

Zhang Jiaoshou sighed for a Minute, then said: "Xiao Zhao, draw up a Signature Form refusing rescue."

Zhao Yunlong remained silent, pretending to observe the IABP data.

"Xiao Zhao?" Zhang Jiaoshou saw Zhao Yunlong not speaking, immediately became unhappy.

Zheng Lao Ban can't manage it himself; how come his subordinate Inpatient Chief wants to rebel?

"Zhang Jiaoshou, can you focus on the patient?" Su Yun was unhappy; the boss wasn't there, so she took the chance to retort Zhang Jiaoshou a few sentences.

"Hmm?" Zhang Jiaoshou glared, looking at Su Yun with unfriendly eyes.

These little brats, each harder to handle than the last!

"The patient's condition is critical now; go prepare ECMO." Su Yun said.

"Are you talking to me?" Zhang Jiaoshou instantly got angry.

Earlier Zheng Lao Ban's attitude was mild, Zhang Jiaoshou could tolerate it. But now Su Yun actually dares to provoke; truly unbearable!

What damn Cardiothoracic Surgery rising star! All bullshit.

"How's that?" Su Yun looked at Zhang Jiaoshou contemptuously, saying: "Giving up treatment, do you still have justification?"

"It's the patient's family..."

"Don't talk about that; if you utter another word today and annoy me, I'll beat you!" Su Yun said disdainfully: "I'll explain what happens next so you don't get hot-headed and come looking for a fight."

Zhang Jiaoshou's hand trembled from anger at Su Yun's words.

"Old Zhao, go prepare ECMO; after the boss finishes his instructions, we'll probably go into Shou Bing soon." Su Yun looked at the IABP values, still somewhat stable; idling is idling, she's long disliked Zhang Jiaoshou.

Zhao Yunlong lowered his head, said nothing, turned to prepare ECMO.

Which side he's on needs no saying.

"I'm just a clinical little doctor... well, I seem to be an associate professor now, but my mindset is that of a clinical little doctor." Su Yun looked at Zhang Jiaoshou, eyes clear: "If I beat you up, at worst it's a civil dispute, pay you some money and settle. Later, how will you hold your head high in the hospital?"

"……" Zhang Jiaoshou stunned, this isn't a hooligan?

Zhao Yunlong busily prepared the ECMO machine; hearing Su Yun say that, he sighed inside. Zhang Jiaoshou this time has lost face, definitely, absolutely no accident.

Su Yun playing the hooligan, that's professional.

"I don't care; you know, in Di Du this place can't keep little me." Su Yun said, "Beat you, at worst pay some money. If you dare to bite little me and not let go, we'll see in the media. Professor 912 abandoning a rescuable patient—is it human nature twisted or morality lost?"

"……" Really a hooligan! Zhang Jiaoshou thought.

"Of course, this title definitely needs changing. I think those media stirring up trouble won't miss this news." Su Yun said proudly, occasionally glancing at the various IABP values.

"You can also try to cover the lid, but whoever covers it bears the consequences." Su Yun raised her voice a bit: "This year winning the Nobel Prize, one nomination, many media would want to interview the boss, but in the end they all let me reject them."

"Core members of the Nobel Prize project team were expelled from 912; I think Director Yan wouldn't want this to happen either."

"You don't think: as a lecturing professor and the Nobel Prize project, which is lighter, which heavier? Assuming you, Old Zhang, are awesome, able to convince Director Yan. Once the boss can get the Nobel Prize, I'll cry in front of the media, accusing you of elite bullying."

Saying that, Su Yun laughed haha, saying: "By then, not only you, but even Director Yan will have to follow and eat dirt."

"……" Zhang Jiaoshou really didn't want to talk to this stinking hooligan.

"If you don't want to rescue here, go back to sleep; no one's forcing you. But if you desperately sabotage from behind, don't say I'm not polite." Su Yun unconsciously blew a breath; the mask trapped the hot air.

Sigh, being in the EICU is annoying; can't look cool at all.

"You! You're just a hooligan!" Zhang Jiaoshou said angrily.

"You just know how to give a Lesson; I ask you, can you do the off-pump Coronary artery bypass graft surgery? How many have you done?" Su Yun said contemptuously: "You can't even do the off-pump CABG, yet you still have the face to nitpick."

"……"

His academic level is indeed high, but when it comes to Shou Bing, Zhang Jiaoshou's level is just so-so. Yet this time, he truly is unwilling to accept.

How did I become the big villain?

"The patient's family is financially strained; do you know how much ECMO costs per hour!" Zhang Jiaoshou said angrily.

"Given the patient's current condition, 150k will cover it." Su Yun said confidently: "This bit of money, why do you worry?"

"The patient's family can't afford it! This is ECMO, plus other expenses."

"The boss said, find Xinglin Yuan to do a livestream of emergency rescue. I think many doctors nationwide haven't seen ECMO. Although overseas clients will be fewer, but... that's not key; someone's putting up money, you dissatisfied?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"……" Zhang Jiaoshou concluded.

Actually, for patients with prolonged illness, a large part of the conflict between family and doctors lies in economic issues.

If this issue could be resolved, the patient's family also wants the person to stay alive.

Livestream emergency rescue…… or patients on IABP with no effect, how bold young people are!

Zhang Jiaoshou helplessly thought of reasons.

"Neurosurgery won't do Shou Bing!" Zhang Jiaoshou said, "Zheng Lao Ban said, the possibility of cerebral hemorrhage is high."

"You don't need to worry; since the boss said that, I guess he'll do Shou Bing himself." Su Yun said, "Do you know why you can't do the off-pump bypass graft surgery?"

"Ah?" Zhang Jiaoshou startled, how come it's about me again? Or my shortcoming.

Zhao Yunlong sighed; arguing with Su Yun, no wonder he can't win. She's clear-headed, grabbing the soft spot and attacking, not caring about other flaws.

"Because you can't do microsurgery, even the simplest, most basic internal mammary artery bypass graft Shou Bing anastomosis you can't do!" Su Yun said.

Zhang Jiaoshou wept inside.

He's already so old, long past the time to learn microsurgery.

This is the sorrow of doctors; modern tech changes too fast, over a decade techniques completely updated.

Like laparoscopy, those old professors in thoracic surgery who were slick at open-chest Shou Bing, aren't they just exiting history stage like that?

Who still does open-chest Shou Bing now?

Could it be my turn now?

"Zhang Jiaoshou, let me give you a suggestion; go back to sleep. Responsibility definitely won't be yours; the Medical Department Director Lin will arrive soon." Su Yun smiled, said: "The livestream also has nothing to do with you. If it's messed up, we'll accept it. If you keep nitpicking, don't say I'm not polite."