Check-in at the Hospital: The First Surgery Shocked the Nation!-Chapter 333 - 224: Poverty Is Original Sin, Doctors Heal Bodies but Not Hearts
One hour later,
the child’s father came running back with the MRI diagnostic report.
Qin Feng took it and placed it on the lightbox, and the two of them carefully examined it.
There is a region in the left hemisphere of the patient’s brain, notably a white translucent area, with a distinct color and no gradient, and the edges are not blurred to gray.
And the diagnostic result in the report reads:
The axial T2WI and T1WI of the same layer show a cystic long signal at the left side malformation, communicating with the anterior horn of the left lateral ventricle...
The two exchanged a glance and nodded slightly.
That’s it!
They can confirm the diagnosis, which is exactly what they suspected: [Left Lateral Ventricle Connecing Malformation].
This is an extremely typical condition, covering all symptoms.
Moreover, it is acquired!
It is likely caused by the liquefactive necrosis of normal brain tissue due to brain trauma, including infection, hypoxia, vascular problems, forming a cystic cavity communicating with the ventricles and subarachnoid space.
It is significantly different from the clinical manifestations of congenital brain malformations.
Additionally, the little boy has stubborn epilepsy, and a lesion needs to be found.
Currently, the only treatment option is surgery, a [hemispherectomy].
Of course,
this surgery does not actually remove half of the brain, but rather cleans and removes the necrotic parts of the softened lesion.
With the current techniques and the boy’s condition, the difficulty of removal is not high, just a slightly advanced level 4 surgery.
For Qin Feng, it should be easy to perform.
However, the golden period for a hemispherectomy is between ages 2-4 for the child, as recovery would be better.
Now the child is over 4 years old, soon turning 5.
Thus, there might be some uncontrollable factors for postoperative recovery and treatment after the surgery.
Once an infection or a brain lesion recurs, further surgery might not bode well for the child.
So if surgery is chosen, it must be done in one go, and postoperative treatment requirements should be elevated as well.
"Doctor, how is my child?"
The woman, seeing the two silent, asked anxiously.
"Please don’t worry, I’ll explain the current situation to you."
Qin Feng began to speak,
"The child’s situation is not optimistic. You see here, the right side is the normal brain, clearly different, here is the root of the lesion...
Additionally, although your child has passed the golden age for surgery, the time that has passed is not long, and the scope of the lesion is still controllable.
Therefore, I suggest surgery as soon as possible. If recovery is good, in the future, they might still be the same as a normal person, but if not operated on, there could soon be cognitive impairments, aphasia, or even severe cases leading to hemiplegia, or death."
Hearing this, the couple’s faces turned pale, and the woman’s hands visibly trembled.
"Really... is it true?"
The man swallowed, asking nervously.
"Yes, it is." Lin Hai also nodded solemnly,
"If your child undergoes surgery now, there is still a chance, but if you delay it further, it might even become impossible to perform the surgery."
As his words fell, tears slid down the woman’s cheeks as she covered her face and began to cry.
For a moment, the man also said nothing, his brows furrowed and his face full of worry.
"Uh... Doctor, I was wondering if there’s any medication other than surgery that can cure my child’s illness?"
After a long while, the child’s father asked in a low voice, even with a hint of pleading.
Qin Feng sighed inwardly upon hearing this.
He had seen such scenarios many times. In the transplantation center in Jiangcheng, almost half were like this.
"With the current medical conditions, there is indeed no other way apart from surgery."
Lin Hai took over the conversation and shook his head.
"Well... can we think it over?"
The man pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth forming a stiff smile, nodding to the two.
Then he stood up, assisting the crying woman to her feet, and slowly left the consultation room.
"Sigh~"
Watching the two leave, Lin Hai couldn’t help but sigh.
Qin Feng also remained silent, they both understood.
"The child is too young, not without a cure, one can’t just give up, right?
I’ll go and see the director, see if I can apply for a hospital fund or other medical assistance."
Saying that, Lin Hai got up and went out, heading straight for the director’s office.
Qin Feng watched his back and fell into contemplation.
Doctors,
aside from treating the patients who come, are often helpless.
If a disease cannot be cured, it may be said it’s due to limited ability and medical conditions.
But encountering patients like this who could be cured but have to choose to give up because of their financial situation,
no one can bear it.
Especially those who face patients every day?
Sometimes the city is more like a cage, trapping those who hold information and vocal rights within.
What they see is flourishing flowers, brightly lit nights, everyday routines of working, scrolling on phones, dining with friends, living their own lives.
However, this is not the whole world!
There are still many places that envy the city, or even can’t see the city.
Doctors heal people, but not the heart~~~
Through the recent consultation, Qin Feng even heard things from the child’s parents that many couldn’t accept.
In the village, the little boy was bullied by other children for his epilepsy and peculiar appearance. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
After an episode, the answer was to go to town and find a Master Ma, who drew a symbol for the child, burnt it to ash, and mixed it with water to drink.
And what that supposed master said was, the child was possessed by evil, injuring his brain.
As long as the symbol water is drunk, once the evil leaves the child’s body, the disease will naturally heal.
As for the result,
it’s currently lying on the hospital bed outside.
...
In the evening,
Qin Feng drove with Lin Hai and two other female doctors, followed by three other cars.
As soon as they got off work, they quickly packed up and hit the road. The doctors on night shift saw that they were going out for dinner, with Qin Feng treating, nearly had a fit.
━Σ(ﾟДﾟ|||)━...
It’s just too unlucky!
Why is it when someone finally treats to a dinner gathering, they happen to be on duty?
Crying~~o(>_<)o ~~...
In the car,
"Brother Lin, what did the director say about that little boy?"
Qin Feng glanced at Lin Hai in the passenger seat and asked.
"Don’t even mention it, I almost got scolded to death by the director."
Lin Hai stated, wearing a bitter smile.
"What happened?"
Qin Feng asked curiously.
"Do you know what is the hardest in our critical care? It’s asking for money!"
Lin Hai helplessly spread his hands and shook his head, explaining,
"Within the hospital, our critical care department receives the most support and donations from the fund every year, but it still isn’t enough to cover costs.
The main reason is because we have too many patients needing aid; do you know why?"
Qin Feng shook his head.
"Because over half of the critically ill patients in our critical care are dragged out!"
Lin Hai sighed heavily and said,
"As for why patients are dragged, apart from some peculiar reasons, it’s almost always because of money, to put it simply, it’s one word.
Poverty!"
Hearing this, Qin Feng nodded silently.
He agreed with this perspective!
"So what to do? The director wouldn’t approve the application?"
"Do you think Brother Lin is someone who gives up easily?"
Seeing Qin Feng disheartened, Lin Hai immediately became spirited, vigorously patting his own chest,
"I pestered the director for half a day, lost face, and had him push up the schedule, moving a non-urgent patient back a slot to first perform this child’s surgery.
I estimate it will be done these two days, three to fifty thousand yuan shouldn’t be a problem!"
"Brother Lin, you’re reliable!"
Hearing this, a comforting smile bloomed on Qin Feng’s face.
"Isn’t three to fifty thousand a bit too little for such a surgery? There’s still a large chunk missing."
Dr. Ding Yan, sitting in the back, chimed in.
"Having some is better than none, we can only help so much, we can’t possibly let each of us donate, can we, with so many patients?"
Lin Hai supported his forehead, helplessly saying,
"In just half a year, we’ve already donated 8 rounds. If I do it again, my wife might help pack my bags."
"Hahaha~"
Hearing this, the group burst into laughter.
However, three to fifty thousand is probably still a bit short for this surgery.
But he already had a plan in mind!
