Check-in at the Hospital: The First Surgery Shocked the Nation!-Chapter 257 - 171: The Consultation Results Are Bad, the Elder Is Furious and Qin Feng Intervenes Again

Chapter 257: Chapter 171: The Consultation Results Are Bad, the Elder Is Furious and Qin Feng Intervenes Again

"Director Zhang, why don’t you start by explaining the situation to everyone."

"Alright."

Hearing Zhang Tong’s words, Zhang Fan walked to the front and opened the slides.

He thoroughly explained Chen Shouguo’s condition to all the experts, then returned to his seat.

"Experts, does anyone have any good ideas?"

Dean Zhang Tong looked around at everyone and asked.

Instantly, everyone frowned, silent and unspeaking.

Currently, the situation is indeed not optimistic!

"I will start."

Sitting in the first seat on the right, a roughly 50-year-old elder began to speak first,

"Based on the current cardiac imaging and echocardiogram analysis, it can basically be confirmed that the patient has a primary malignant cardiac tumor in the right atrium. We don’t know yet if it has metastasized.

But judging solely from the size of the tumor, it has already exceeded 5 centimeters and has begun to compress the left atrium, right ventricle, and blood vessels.

Moreover, the patient is of a very advanced age, and even radiotherapy or chemotherapy is difficult to bear. My suggestion is to abandon surgery."

...

The speaker was Wu Baiyuan, Director of Cardiac Surgery at Jinling First Military Medical Hospital and Chairman of the Jiang Province Cardiac Surgery Association.

His words had already made it very clear that this is not a simple cardiac tumor removal surgery, as there are too many involved factors.

Whether from considering the patient’s own situation or the disease itself, the surgical risk is equally high!

"I agree with Chairman Wu. Given the patient’s current condition, not undergoing surgery might allow for some extended survival time, but if they go under the knife....."

The deputy director of cardiac surgery from Suzhou People Hospital also nodded in agreement.

"Yes, the risk of surgery is too high; I also think conservative treatment is more appropriate."

Several experts nearby began discussing in low voices, agreeing with each other.

Qin Feng watched the scene before him and looked towards Liang Donglai, hoping he would speak.

Liang Donglai, seeing this look, also gave a helpless smile.

"Ahem~ everyone, everyone, let me say a few words."

Then he stood up and said loudly,

"What Chairman Wu just said, I believe everyone agrees. The patient’s condition is indeed not good.

However, I believe all of you received a call and instructions from above to come here. Our purpose is to find the best treatment plan to extend and improve the elderly gentleman’s quality of life.

Let me share my views first: currently, there is no good solution for the cardiac invasion problem. The best is to prolong the intervals of radiotherapy and supplement it with medication control. In this way, there might be a lifespan of six months to a year."

After his words fell,

everyone immediately realized they had received orders from above to provide treatment for the patient.

Exactly!

Although it seems like an almost hopeless terminal illness, who says that it cannot be treated, or that the patient cannot live well at the end of life?

"Yes, Chairman Liang is right. I think we should not only focus on treating the disease but also consider the patient’s end-of-life quality of survival."

At this moment, an expert immediately agreed, and everyone began to offer their suggestions.

At this point, no one was discussing how to solve the tumor issue, but rather how to extend life.

This is the ultimate goal!

And Qin Feng, listening to everyone’s discussion, was also frowning as he looked at the examination data on the screen.

Zhang Tong had already told him about Chen Shouguo’s situation.

This is a revolutionary veteran, a combat hero!

But to his surprise, this elderly man is also their peer, a doctor.

So Qin Feng felt that regardless, he should at least attempt to find a solution to remove this tumor.

However, the situation is indeed not good. Cardiac malignant tumor surgeries are already rare worldwide.

Moreover, with the current tumor size, the patient’s advanced age makes it a challenge beyond the distinction of surgical grades.

It’s truly a world-class difficulty!

Even the most outstanding cardiac surgeons couldn’t guarantee the safe removal of this heart tumor while ensuring the patient’s safety!

Neither could Qin Feng...

The experts discussed for over two hours, and it was nearly lunchtime, but no one felt tired.

In fact, the debate grew even more intense!

Such cases are not something even a room full of cardiac surgery experts encounters frequently; some have only experienced three or four cardiac tumor surgeries.

That is already quite good!

"I think it’s best to build an artificial blood vessel. Although this damages bodily functions, it can at least alleviate the blood pressure on the lungs and brain, reducing the chances of sudden death."

"I disagree. If surgery is necessary, heart replacement is the only solution, since tumor removal can result in death at any moment due to complications."

"I think Chairman Liang’s method is better; radiotherapy and chemotherapy can also be conducted simultaneously. The patient is 93; the damage surgery does to the body is irreversible."

"I agree! Director Li is right!"

...

"Everyone! Everyone!"

Finally, Zhang Tong saw that everyone had almost argued enough, so he immediately stood up to calm the situation,

"I think we have reached a conclusion through the discussion. Here’s what we’ll do: everyone can come with me to see the patient, summarize your views and plans in light of the condition, and submit them. You can submit individually or jointly, and we’ll finalize the treatment plan. What do you think?"

"Alright, Dean Zhang made a good suggestion, I agree."

"Sure, I’ve talked so much that my throat is dry, haha~"

"Well, Old Chen, let’s jointly submit a report later."

"Let’s first go see the patient, shall we?"

...

With that, everyone followed Dean Zhang Tong to Room 3 of the oncology department.

Suddenly, a large group of doctors entered the ward, startling the two patients and their families.

What is going on?

Why have so many doctors come?

Old Mr. Chen Shouguo and his wife froze for a moment when they saw a dozen doctors standing in front of their bed, then looked at Qin Dongyang beside them, with an unhappy look in their eyes.

"Elder Chen, please don’t look at me like that. I didn’t call them."

Qin Dongyang looked somewhat embarrassed, smiling wryly and said in a low voice,

"Mayor Zou, after learning about your situation, specially arranged for experts from the province to come and treat you. It’s for your own good."

"This old bag of bones of mine should have died on the battlefield long ago. Living till today is a bonus."

Chen Shouguo took a deep breath and said sullenly,

"Bringing these doctors to treat someone who’s on their way out is a waste of resources, isn’t it? Get them to leave quickly!"

"Godfather, they’ve already come, just let them take a look."

Qin Dongyang became a bit anxious upon hearing this and quickly persuaded.

"Dongyang, are you not listening to me anymore? Should I call your dad? Cough, cough, cough~"

Chen Shouguo’s face abruptly turned serious as he scolded in a low voice.

Perhaps due to anger, his breathing became rapid, and after a few violent coughs, a clear rale suddenly emerged from his lungs.

"Grandfather, grandfather! Please don’t get angry. I’ll have them leave right now!"

Seeing this, Qin Dongyang anxiously shouted, desperately trying to comfort him, then waved his hand towards the group in front of him,

"Dean Zhang, please have them leave first."

"Alright."

Zhang Tong nodded and immediately escorted the experts out.

But Qin Feng did not leave. Instead, he came to the bedside.

"Qin, let me take a look."

He patted Qin Dongyang, signaling him to make way. Seeing this, Qin Dongyang didn’t say anything and hesitated for a moment before stepping aside.

Qin Feng stood by the bed, watching the old man pant heavily, his face flushed, grasped the old man’s wrist to check the pulse, then unbuttoned the hospital gown to reveal the chest.

"Please help Elder Chen sit up."

Upon hearing this, Qin Dongyang went to the other side of the bed, helping the patient sit up partially.

Qin Feng took a small cloth bag from the pocket of his white coat, opened it, and spread it flat on the bed.

Inside the cloth bag were two rows of densely packed silver needles, approximately more than 30 in total!

Seeing this, the experts who hadn’t completely left stopped in their tracks, showing expressions of surprise.

Even Qin Dongyang quickly raised his head, showing a similar expression on his face.

Acupuncture!

This young man actually knew this as well?

The old man who had been helped up also looked surprised when he saw the familiar silver needles spread out on his legs by Qin Feng.

But he couldn’t speak now~

"Alcohol swabs."

Qin Feng reached out, took the alcohol swab handed over by the nurse, and wiped it on the left side of the old man’s back.

His palm brushed over the silver needles, and with a light touch of his fingertips, two silver needles were caught between his two fingers, his technique quite magical.

Then he quickly pierced them into the spot just wiped, slowly twisting until three inches were inserted, leaving only the end exposed.

After wiping, inserting the needle, twisting and flicking lightly, withdrawing the needle and inserting it sideways.

His palm brushed over again, and two more silver needles came into his hand, lifting the old man’s head to reveal his chest before piercing the needles into it.

The two needles went into the tiger’s mouth, one needle into the sea pillow, one needle into the Yu Mansion, Zhongting Yunmen, Shaohai Chize.

"Alright, wait a couple of minutes."

After withdrawing his hands, Qin Feng calmly said, looking at the panting old man.

As everyone was still in shock, about a minute later, the redness on the old man’s face significantly faded, and the coughing weakened.

Two minutes later, the coughing stopped entirely, and his breathing cleared up, with the original rales greatly reduced.

"The patient originally has a heart tumor, and emotional agitation speeds up the blood pump, but the cardiovascular has shown atherosclerosis, and the tumor compresses the left ventricle, leading to insufficient blood supply to the lungs. It’s easy to develop respiratory failure; you need to be careful."

Qin Feng explained as he withdrew the needles.

Until the last two needles in the tiger’s mouth were removed, he looked at the old man, a faint smile on his face.

"Elder Chen, try not to get too agitated in the future. Your health is important. We’re all doctors here, let’s understand each other."

"Alright, thank you."

Chen Shouguo also looked at Qin Feng, with a different kind of joy and brilliance in his eyes, nodding and smiling,

"Doctor, are you a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine? Sort of."

Hearing this, Qin Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded,

"I know a bit of both traditional Chinese and Western medicine. When I have time, I’ll give you a few more treatments."

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you!"

Hearing this, Chen Shouguo’s smile widened, he took the initiative to grasp Qin Feng’s hand firmly.

Then,

Under the intense gaze of Chen Shouguo, Qin Feng and everyone else left the ward.

In the afternoon,

The experts submitted all treatment plans, a total of four, and then gradually left.

Because they also felt a bit powerless, surgery was no longer within the scope of what doctors could control, so the best approach was conservative treatment.

Only Liang Donglai remained, staying an extra day on purpose, wanting to discuss further with Qin Feng.

After all, from the previous discussion, he was very much looking forward to Qin Feng’s opinions, but he didn’t expect Qin Feng to remain silent.

So Liang Donglai felt a gnawing curiosity, unsettled.

At night,

When Qin Feng and Liang Donglai returned home, Liang Donglai couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Qin Feng, why didn’t you speak up during the experts’ discussion today?"

"Heh, heh~ That was your discussion meeting, what issue was there for me to talk about?"

Qin Feng said with a faint smile, spreading his hands.

"Don’t pretend with me, I guess you didn’t approve of any of their treatment plans. Quickly tell me, what’s your take on Elder Chen’s illness?"

Liang Donglai said, taking the kettle from his hand and pouring him a cup, placing it in front of him, curiously asking.

"Me?"

Qin Feng took a sip of water, shook his head helplessly,

"Honestly, I haven’t made up my mind yet, very torn."

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