In the afternoon, a little situation occurred.
Wan Rong, who was injured in the car accident before, and her boyfriend who could not be called out before, flew to Saskatchewan.
He is at least ten years older than Wan Rong, and he behaves like a successful person.
As soon as they met, he asked eagerly: "How is she now?"
"I just finished the operation and am now in the ICU." Shao Nan's eyes looked at his face and body for a while, then he suddenly remembered something and quickly covered his mouth:
"You, aren't you Mr. Hu from Xinhai Hotel? Wan Rong works in your hotel, right? Why are you and her..."
Mr. Hu glanced at her casually and said calmly: "It's me. Thank you for taking care of Xiaorong before."
"It's all as it should be." Shao Nan's boyfriend said quickly: "Actually, we didn't do anything. The hospital was particularly responsible. Not only did they find the best doctor to perform surgery on her, but they didn't even pay for the surgery. We pay."
Shao Nan frowned and gave him a hand: "Wan Rong hasn't woken up yet. How do you know whether the doctor named Tao did a good or bad operation? Who is the best doctor? She can do it. Can you afford it?”
"I don't understand why Dr. Tao is bothering you." Shao Nan's boyfriend frowned and said, "You have seen it just now. The previous ones on the Internet were all rumors. Even the International Federation of Theologians stood up. Come out and apologize, admit that your skills are inferior to others - what are you still struggling with?"
When Mr. Hu heard this, his expression darkened: "Wait a minute, tell me what is going on?"
"Let me tell you." Another girl who had been silent until now summarized the past situation eloquently, and finally added:
"As I told you when you called me back before, Wan Rong was reported to be in critical condition."
"The doctors had a consultation before and said that because the brain stem was injured, the operation would be very difficult. Even if it was successful, there would be sequelae in the future, and it would be almost impossible to return to normal."
"But after Dr. Tao looked at it, he said it can be treated, and there is a high chance of recovery."
"At first we didn't believe what she said. But shortly after the operation, we saw the news on the Internet, and then we realized that she was really someone that even the top foreign experts in the field of neurosurgery looked up to."
"I am willing to believe what she said. The operation was successful, and Wanrong will return to exactly the same as before."
After hearing this, Mr. Hu, who had always looked nervous, gradually relaxed.
"I'm going to see her outside the ICU and pay the fee." He said, "Then, I want to see Dr. Tao you mentioned and say thank you to her."
At the door of the ICU, Wen Weimin and his wife were listening to Director Liu's statement on the progress of his condition.
"The patient's vital signs are very stable. If there are no problems tomorrow, he can be transferred out of the ICU and returned to the general ward."
"Doctor, my son is here." Wen Weimin pointed to his head: "Is it okay? When will he wake up?"
"Step by step. When the body recovers almost and meets the conditions for surgery, another surgery will be necessary." Director Liu did not answer directly: "Don't be too hasty."
"Then is there a possibility that he can slowly get better without surgery?" Mrs. Wen said with great hope.
This kind of thinking is too wishful thinking. Director Liu sighed in his heart, but said: "Surgery is essential. Hey, please relax. If this surgery was really difficult before, even if Director Zheng did it himself, the success rate would be very low." high."
Director Liu said to relax, but what followed was such words, how could the couple relax?
"Then what's different now?" Wen Weimin frowned and said, "To tell you the truth, we also have friends outside. We originally wanted to invite a foreign expert to make flying knives, but they refused."
This time it was Director Liu's turn to be surprised: "Did you two not read news online today?"
"My son is like this, who is in the mood to go online?" Mrs. Wen said in confusion.
"Auntie, uncle." Duan Guangsheng came over with two bottles of water and said with a smile: "Let me tell you. What Director Liu means is that the best neurosurgeon in the world is not elsewhere, but in Saskatchewan. Central Hospital, right?”
"Isn't it?" Director Liu grinned uncontrollably: "Your son is really lucky. Even Director Zheng himself said that with Teacher Tao performing this surgery, there is a 50% chance that the injured person will be able to survive." Recover as before.”
"What, only a 50% chance?" Mrs. Wen frowned.
"Fifty percent is already a lot." Director Liu sighed: "To be honest, just for this kind of damage to the brainstem and medulla oblongata, just let those foreign experts you want to invite do it, you can get 20% The success rate is pretty good.”
"But..." Mrs. Wen couldn't believe what she heard, and wanted to try her best to try again. It seemed that as long as she talked more and did more, the chance of successful surgery would increase.
"No need." Wen Weimin already understood the situation and knew that this was the best choice at the moment: "We believe in Dr. Tao. She was the one who saved my son's life before regardless of past grudges."
"If you don't bother me, please ask her to perform this operation on my son." He said solemnly.
"Don't worry." Director Liu had already communicated with Tao Le and learned that she was both capable and willing to perform the operation, so he answered readily: "I'll take care of it."
Mr. Hu’s thanks are sincere. He sealed a thick red envelope and gave it to Tao Le, but she refused.
Seeing her resolute attitude, Mr. Hu had no choice but to put away the red envelope and started chatting: "Xiao Rong has not had any family connections since she was a child, so she is quite sensitive in character."
"Before, I was too busy and didn't care enough about her. I thought it would be good to let her go out and relax, so I just let her go. Who would have thought that something like this would happen."
"On the plane just now, I was extremely anxious. I was afraid that if I came all the way, I would hear the worst possible outcome."
"I also checked online. Her condition is really dangerous, and the operation is extremely difficult." Mr. Hu said happily: "Fortunately, she met you."
"So my gratitude is sincere." He said: "If you come to Zhejiang Province in the future, you must stay at our Xinhai Hotel. I will reserve the best room for you and guarantee you a comfortable stay!"
A sincere thank you from a patient’s family is always a pleasure.
Tao Le returned to the hotel in a happy mood and saw an extremely sumptuous meal.
