Chapter 509: 501 If the person isn

501 If the person isn't here, what use is money? (Alliance Leader's distant tea contract extra chapter 4)

Lawyer Ge went aside to busy himself; although he didn't bring an assistant this time, his work was extremely proficient.

Zheng Ren immediately came before Director Pan and Section Chief Zhou, giving a detailed report of the matter.

Section Chief Zhou was forcibly brought over by Director Pan, somewhat displeased; but hearing Zheng Ren's report, he also became serious.

Basically, this incident fundamentally doesn't require the Medical Department's involvement, and has nothing to do with the Emergency Department.

The patient's parents agreed; removing the tube, respiratory failure, death, cremation—this is the normal procedure, and nobody can say no.

But… a twenty‑year‑old girl just passed away like that?

The key is she doesn't have an incurable disease; it's merely an arterial catheter that failed to close.

"Zheng Ren, what does the lawyer say?" Section Chief Zhou had no good impression of Lawyer Ge; the lawyer's arrogant face in the traffic brigade left a lasting impression on him.

So he didn't want to ask Lawyer Ge, only Zheng Ren.

"As long as the patient isn't in a calm state, signing the legal agreement allows treatment according to the wishes of the person she entrusted." Zheng Ren said.

"Is anyone able to be entrusted?"

"She has a boyfriend who has been insisting." Zheng Ren continued: "Regarding expenses, I'll discuss with her boyfriend to try not to owe the hospital fees."

"I'll apply for this matter to reduce part of the fees," Section Chief Zhou said. "It can't be fully waived, but it will ease some financial pressure."

After saying that, he smiled: "Good people shouldn't let you bear the blame alone."

Zheng Ren knew this was Section Chief Zhou backing him.

If it were someone else, Section Chief Zhou might just snap and yell at them.

Who should be in charge of such a patient, Zheng Ren didn't know either. Maybe the Civil Affairs Bureau? Who knows.

But as a witness, as a doctor, as a doctor who can treat the patient's illness, Zheng Ren decided to wade into this muddy water.

Although it's a risky move, he has received much support, and Zheng Ren knows he owes many favors.

But favors can be repaid slowly.

What matters more than how many favors one owes is having a living life.

"For this matter, it's better if the hospital handles it," Section Chief Zhou said firmly. "We'll use Lawyer Ge's documents, but the hospital's legal advisor needs to take a look."

Zheng Ren nodded; Director Pan stood silently aside, saying nothing.

He didn't need to speak; being able to bring Section Chief Zhou home after work was already his utmost effort.

Lawyer Ge also knew Section Chief Zhou was describing the normal procedure; hospital involvement would greatly reduce various pressures, so he readily agreed.

"What are the chances of rescuing the patient?" Section Chief Zhou asked.

"The patient is diagnosed with an unclosed arterial catheter and double pneumonia. The inflammation is basically under control, just still in the absorption phase; because the arterial catheter remains open, blood oxygen stays low." Su Yun said: "If conditions allow, we should quickly perform an emergency procedure to plug the arterial catheter; the tube could be removed in three days… actually within a day."

Section Chief Zhou nodded.

Su Yun then looked toward Zheng Ren.

"I'm fine on my end; if needed, the surgery can be done overnight." Zheng Ren also threw caution to the wind, taking on everything. Risks were no longer an issue.

Besides, plugging an arterial catheter would hardly take ten minutes; the risk is practically negligible.

"By the way, for supplies, Longwind Micro‑creation can provide them free of charge; I've already greeted them." Zheng Ren added.

Section Chief Zhou nodded, calculating the matter.

The key lies in the patient's own wishes; after she wakes, she must sign.

Whether this can be achieved remains uncertain for now.

After all, once the patient leaves the calm state, various discomforts will trigger changes in blood pressure, heart rate, and other physiological functions.

All we can do is try our best.

Section Chief Zhou made up his mind, asked about the patient's waking time, estimated it, then took Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and the ICU doctors to communicate with the patient's family.

With various legal advisors present, Du Chunfang's parents' emotions also softened.

They were just afraid of trouble; in the end they threw out one line—"No matter who's in charge, as long as we don't have to handle it, it's fine—saves us money." Then they left proudly.

Although cold‑hearted, it also let Section Chief Zhou and Zheng Ren relax.

Zheng Ren had already prepared himself to bear all of this.

Perhaps impulsive and nonsensical, but when he saw the patient, in her calm state, bite the endotracheal tube with her remaining fuzzy consciousness at the moment of tube removal, Zheng Ren made this decision.

No regrets!

Absolutely no regrets!

After dealing with Du Chunfang's parents, Section Chief Zhou, Zheng Ren, and Du Chunfang's boyfriend came to the briefing room.

Zheng Ren calmly looked at the young man before him, who appeared to be about twenty‑three or twenty‑four, face full of fatigue, dark eye circles, skin split on his forehead with fresh blood flowing down.

Wanting to bandage his wound first, he was refused; the young man also knew there was a chance to save his girlfriend before him, and he desperately refused to let go.

They sat down in the condition‑briefing room, several people taking seats.

"To get straight to the point, Du Chunfang's life or death may be in your hands," Zheng Ren said, crossing his hands in front of his chest, eyes narrowed as he stared at the young man.

Involving responsibility and life‑and‑death, it's unknown whether this young man can endure it.

Perhaps he was merely impulsive before.

Countless maybes intertwined, becoming the possibility of whether Du Chunfang's life lying in the ICU can be prolonged.

The young man hesitated not at all, his eyes reddened, fixed on Zheng Ren, and said: "Doctor, I know you're a good person. I can bear it; please believe me."

"How long have you known each other? What work do you do?"

"Half a year." The young man said, "I'm a restaurant chef; she started working part‑time, picking and washing vegetables every day.

Later, learning she had congenital heart disease, they grew close, and I gave her some money to study nail art. Her condition can't tolerate exertion; if she overdoes it, her lips turn purple—looking terrifying.

"She can survive this time, but she definitely can't do heavy work; she might become a burden to you." Zheng Ren's low voice echoed in the condition explanation room.

"Doctor, I've thought about all of this." The young man's eyes turned red, but there were no tears, as if blood were about to drip out, "I'm a man, taking care of her is what I should do. Please rest assured, I am definitely not impulsive. I am usually calm; I have considered everything thoroughly before and after."

Medical expenses will likely be over 100,000.

"As long as I can stay alive, I can go borrow." The young man said firmly: "I am usually very thrifty, and the Boss also likes me quite a bit. I went to a restaurant this morning, found the Boss and explained the situation. The Boss said, as long as there is a need, he can lend me money."

How to repay?

Repay slowly; as long as the person is alive, there is money. If the person is gone, what use is money!