The Wife of Wife: The President of the Star

Chapter 157 Complaint on Day 1

"why?"

Pei Zhanzhan didn't know whether the other party could understand him if he explained in too much detail, so he had to choose the simplest and straightforward way of saying: "There are blood vessels, so I can't do surgery."

"Doctor, let's go to the hospital in the provincial capital and say that the film we took locally is not very clear. Do you think it's necessary for us to let relatives come over and take a new film here for you to have a look?"

"The film is indeed not very clear. Maybe the equipment in your hospital is not very good, but you can already see the problem, so don't let the patient go back and forth."

"Is there really no hope at all?" The man still didn't give up.

Pei Zhanzhan sighed, pointed to the film and said to the man: "Look over here, it has shrunk to such a state. His cirrhosis of the liver is quite serious. Even if there is no tumor, there is basically no cure. There are also large tumors in the blood vessels, which really can’t be operated on, and it’s meaningless.”

"Then if there is no surgery, is there any way to prolong life?"

"Interventional treatment can be considered. But the premise of interventional treatment is that his liver function must be good. If the liver function is not good, interventional treatment cannot be done."

"Then if you want to do interventional treatment, do you have to come to Huangcheng for it, or can you just do it in our local hospital?"

"The patient is already at an advanced stage, so there is no need to travel so far. If you have the conditions to do it in your local area, you can do it locally. But-to be honest, in his current situation, interventional treatment is only a psychological comfort for the patient's family .”

"That's it!" The man's expression was a little sad.

The woman tugged at him: "Then let's go! Go back and think about how to tell them!"

Pei Zhanzhan returned the films, medical records, and medical cards to the men, and watched them go out, still feeling a little uncomfortable.

Will patients be sentenced to death in this way often in the future?

Sentencing the patient to death with his own mouth, and seeing the desperate expression of the patient's family members, that feeling...is really not good.

Before she could get out of this negative emotion, the man came back again, stood at the door and knocked.

"what happened?"

"Doctor, I just forgot to ask, is there any special medicine, I will prescribe some medicine for him to go home."

Pei Zhanzhan looked at him and shook his head helplessly: "No! No medicine has worked for him."

"Then, you can just prescribe me some medicine for liver cancer! At least I can have an explanation with my relatives, or they will think that I am incompetent and don't care about their affairs."

"It doesn't make any sense to prescribe medicine now. What we have to do now is to spend more time with him and make him feel as good as possible."

"Is there really no need to prescribe medicine?"

She shook her head again, smiling bitterly: "Prescribing medicine is useless."

After the man left, she continued to look at the medical records on the computer, writing and scratching on the paper from time to time.

Xiao Ke, the nurse at the triage desk, opened the door and looked: "You haven't left yet? The door is about to be locked!"

"Well, I'll turn off the computer right away!" If she didn't leave, the nurses at the triage desk wouldn't be able to get off work, so it would be strange if they didn't scold her to death secretly.

Xiao Ke said: "By the way, what happened to that patient just now? Why did he complain to you as soon as he went out?"

"Which patient?" Pei Zhanzhan was at a loss.

The young couple who went out just now?impossible?Complaints on the first day of work?