When the Doctor Uses A Hack
Chapter 1383 - 1386: Elder Council Crisis! (Bonus - 50/100)

Chapter 1383: Chapter 1386: Elder Council Crisis! (Bonus Chapter 50/100)

The people at the airport were chatting and laughing.

Waiting for the flight back home.

Everyone was happy, except for Chen Cang who seemed a bit anxious.

Making money... How to make money?

The cardiac resuscitation fluid is still in the research stage. Even with his own theoretical guidance and years of experience summarized by Krofft, continuous animal experiments are still needed.

This is very costly!

Chen Cang estimated that, to say the least, he would need to prepare between 50 million and 100 million US Dollars in preparatory funds.

The experiments in the field of cardiac surgery are very expensive.

Just one chest operation costs 1 million, and he needs to do 500-1000 of them!

Thinking of this, Chen Cang felt a bit of a headache.

Where could he find so many rich people across the country?

Even if there were, Chen Cang estimated he would be exhausted.

In the end, he is still a poor person after all.

Thinking of this, Chen Cang suddenly missed Old Ma.

Going back... should he try to get some money out of Old Ma?

As for trying to get money from him, Chen Cang actually did not feel much psychological burden. After all, he had introduced him to two good brothers, Ma Lien and Ma Simon!

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Meanwhile, at the Elderly Hospital, a special young patient was admitted.

In the spacious office, Sabrina furrowed her brows, looking at the one-and-a-half-year-old girl with some concern, while Rehn looked somewhat worried at the ultrasound images being transmitted.

The office was large, yet at this time, it was filled with more than a dozen people.

The chief physician at the Elderly Hospital, Mond Arfa, continuously reviewed the patient’s examination results. Everyone had worried expressions on their faces, feeling somewhat helpless.

"Doctor, what’s happening with my daughter now?" asked a middle-aged couple, looking at Rehn and the others with worry.

This couple was very well known, the wife was a Hollywood superstar, and the husband was a director of a large listed company. Crucially, the man’s father was the Mayor of New York.

Levy Curt was 41 this year, his wife 38.

This was their first daughter, and also their only daughter.

And now she was lying on the hospital bed, her life unknown.

Over here, the neurology expert said, "Currently, it still seems to be a heart issue; the sudden fainting occurred due to bouts of hypoxia."

Rehn nodded in agreement, "That’s right, it should still be a heart issue. The constriction at the pulmonary arterial infundibulum suddenly experienced a muscular spasm, causing temporary pulmonary artery obstruction, leading to exacerbated cerebral hypoxia."

"In the short term, there is no life-threatening risk, but... Mr. Levy, the child’s surgery really can’t be delayed any longer!"

Clearly, this little girl was not coming to the hospital for the first time.

Levy did not oppose the surgery; it was that the hospital believed the child’s heart still had room to develop, and operating now might induce further heart issues in the future.

When the cardiac ultrasound image appeared, Sabrina examined it carefully for a long time before saying, "Surgery is feasible; the patient’s heart has essentially completed its development."

Hearing Sabrina’s words, Levy and his wife couldn’t help but ask, "Dr. Sabrina, what exactly is wrong with my daughter?"

Sabrina frowned, "It should fall under the category of Tetralogy of Fallot! However, the patient has congenital heart deformities, so... it’s much more complicated than ordinary Tetralogy of Fallot!"

"Currently, her condition is developing, and the situation is quite critical. My suggestion is palliative surgery, and then wait until she is older and the general condition improves, especially when pulmonary vascular development improves, to perform a corrective surgery!"

"Otherwise, the patient’s heart and pulmonary vessels simply cannot withstand the impact of the surgery right now."

Levy looked at his wife, the two of them feeling a bit anxious and uneasy.

At that moment, an old man hurriedly walked in from outside.

"How is it? Doctor, how is my granddaughter?"

After repeating what she had just said, Sabrina spoke seriously, "The situation is rather special, but a surgery must be performed now. First, the constriction at the pulmonary arterial infundibulum needs to be improved, and then a palliative surgery is needed..."

Old Kut, in his sixties, heard this and glanced at Levy, unable to refrain from asking:

"What is the success rate of this surgery?"

"About fifty percent! Many things we can only see after opening the chest, so the surgery has its risks," Sabrina said frankly.

The office fell silent once more.

At this moment, the monitor alarm sounded again.

"Not good, the patient’s blood pressure is rising, and blood oxygen saturation is less than 85%!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Sabrina remained unfazed!

"No need to worry, it’s the left ventricular end-diastolic volume index that has decreased; the McGoon ratio was supposed to be checked to what extent?"

The ultrasound doctor quickly began the examination.

The three family members were full of worry. Here, these individuals who normally dominated wherever they went were just ordinary patients!

Similarly worried about the child’s fate, they were helpless!

"Not good, Professor Sabrina, the left ventricular end-diastolic volume index is less than 20ml/m² now! The McGoon value is also less than 1.1!"

Upon hearing this news, Sabrina’s face immediately changed!

"Prepare the operating room!"

"Emergency check of the pulmonary artery index!"

"Medicate, Prunelor, and 2mg of deoxygenated adrenaline!"

"Pulmonary artery index below 120!"

"Increase the medication!"

...

The office quickly engaged in an urgent rescue.

Levy, Old Kut, and his wife quickly exited the office after seeing this scene.

Everyone was extremely anxious!

It must be said, having power in a capitalist country really allows for anything!

Sabrina, Rehn, Mond Arfa, and others all headed to the operating room!

The medication just administered could only temporarily ease the patient’s condition.

Now it was imperative to quickly change the condition of the pulmonary artery and perform a palliative surgical treatment plan!

Twenty minutes later.

The surgery formally began!

However, after opening the chest, when they fully exposed the heart and pulmonary artery.

Several people’s faces immediately changed!

"No, it’s impossible to perform palliative treatment!" Rehn directly stated.

Sweat instantly soaked Mond Arfa’s mask, dripping onto his clothes.

"What to do?"

"Pulmonary artery underdevelopment, can’t proceed with surgery!"

"Heart failure is pretty severe, can’t go without surgery, but after surgery, can we restore the heartbeat?"

The problem resurfaced!

What to do?

Could they just watch the patient die and be powerless to stop it?

Sabrina couldn’t help but turn around and head out: "I’ll inform the patient, you all first..."

Upon saying this, Sabrina suddenly didn’t know what to say.

The patient’s condition had already deteriorated to an extremely poor state.

Not to mention Sabrina wouldn’t let them move, even if she allowed it... they wouldn’t dare!

After all, this situation was just too rare.

If not handled well, it could lead to serious consequences.