Zou Jiahua obviously has some understanding of the ion channel disease diagnosed by Zheng Ren, and it can even be said to be a research.

This is also normal. After all, it is a major event that is at stake. For Zou Jiahua, whether he can avoid another cardiac arrest is the most important thing for him.

And what makes this "disease" the most crazy thing is that there is no definite diagnosis.

He asked Zheng Ren in detail about various solutions, and Zheng Ren answered them one by one. Zou Jiahua then remained silent, as if he was calculating the pros and cons of it, and did not make a decision directly.

Lincoln returned to the 912 hospitalization department smoothly, and Zou Jiahua said to think about it again. Zheng Ren didn't say much, just said goodbye in plain sight and got out of the car with Su Yun.

Seeing the black car leaving like a ghost, Zheng Ren felt that the experience was quite bad.

"Boss, do you want to treat him or not?" Su Yun asked.

"I want to give it a try, but the diagnosis is unclear and I feel hesitant." Zheng Ren told the truth, and did not hide the entanglement deep in his heart.

"Is the initiative given to him like this?" Su Yun was quite dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's answer.

"Is he a patient? Whether he does or not performs surgery depends on his own judgment." Zheng Ren said: "I don't want to do it anymore, go back."

Seeing that Zheng Ren was very interested, Su Yun asked in a low voice: "Go to the urology department to take a look?"

Zheng Ren thought for a while and nodded slightly.

Director Miao will probably be in a difficult position. Go and take a look. If there is anything you can help, it would be good to help.

The two of them came to the urology floor. As soon as they got off the elevator, they saw that there were more people here than usual.

It was probably someone who watched the fun, and Zheng Ren felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

If the patient's family really accepted his fate as Lao He described, he should have taken the body away at this time.

With so many people watching the fun, there will inevitably be great trouble.

Zheng Ren had no time to change his clothes and put on casual clothes to see what happened. He just walked through the crowd and walked in.

The more people walked, the more crowded they were, and they were whispering to each other.

The suppressed crying sounded faintly, and was captured by Zheng Ren keenly in the noisy voices.

No angrily scolding, no quarrel, just crying.

Zheng Ren was a little relieved, stood at the door of the ward, looked up inside and looked in.

A man in his fifties knelt at the door of Director Miao's office, with something covered with white sheets in front of him. He didn't speak, but just cried.

There were many people in the middle, and Zheng Ren just saw a certain frame of the picture, and then the figure was blocked by the family of the patient who was watching the fun.

Mr. Yu and several doctors seemed to be persuading him there, but judging from the situation, it should be useless.

"I should have killed all the doctors." A young man stood beside Zheng Ren and said without any concealing his anger.

Others around the young man saw Zheng Ren wearing white clothes, but they didn't match him.

Zheng Ren knew that he must have said this on purpose.

This kind of thing is so common that it is no longer surprising. Real life is better, but I have seen more ruthless words on the Internet.

I felt a little depressed, but I didn't say anything to the young man and turned around and left.

Su Yun wanted to squeeze forward and see what happened, but when Zheng Ren turned around and walked out, hesitated for a moment and walked out.

"Boss, don't you go and have a look?" Su Yun asked.

"It's meaningless." Zheng Ren was in a low mood. The young man's provocative words kept ringing in his ears, like a sharp sword that could pierce himself at any time.

This is the norm, Zheng Ren told himself. The doctor-patient relationship has reached a certain critical point now. What else can he do?

"Are you literary? "Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren was not in a high mood, so he ridiculed and said, "Sentimental, look at your mother."

"No." Zheng Ren shook his head, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Have you replied to Mayo?"

"Back." Su Yun glanced at his phone and said, "They said they would discuss it. If the situation allows, they would fly over directly. But they said, if you can go, it would be better to go to Mayo."

Zheng Ren nodded.

"Boss, I think this disease is better if you are sure of it." Su Yun said, "What do you think?"

Zheng Ren knew what Su Yun meant.

The patient is Indian. For Mayo Clinic, it is slightly different from his own experimental subjects in the system space, but it is not much different.

When undergoing surgery at Mayo, there are relevant legal documents, and the operation fails, and there is no big problem and no worries.

But if you come to China for surgery, there will be more troubles. First of all, is this surgery considered a urology, general surgery, or neurology?

Assume that there will be foreign affairs disputes after the operation fails? If so, it will be a headache.

Although these things are not big things, they need to be considered.

As for the patient

Why are the drug databases of major pharmaceutical factories in the world open to India and do not strongly prohibit India from developing generic drugs, but instead semi-open to them?

Nothing else, just because India provides experimental populations with phase one to phase three clinical trials.

Big pharmaceutical companies like Roche and Pfizer don’t know how much they have spent on research and development. They have a project on hand, but if they are unlucky and fail all of them, even such giants will face the risk of bankruptcy.

For example, the kidney radiofrequency ablation treatment project faces failure. However, this project is relatively small and cannot hurt the muscles and bones. Note 1

Zheng Ren thought about it and said, "Then contact Mayo. If the law is fine and it is not busy, you can fly over for surgery. By the way, do you need permission from the medical department in the hospital? Please ask me for a question."

"The hospital must know about the medical department, but it probably won't be a big problem. I will just make the decision on the cost of the surgery?" Su Yun showed a ghostly smile on his face.

Zheng Ren waved his hand and signaled that it didn't matter.

I spent so much experience value, even if I gave myself hundreds of thousands of dollars, it would be completely irreparable. This is an inequality exchange. It would be fine if I could complete the system tasks, but if I couldn't, I would lose completely.

Su Yun held his cell phone, his fingers flew, and he was riding with afterimages. An email was sent in less than a minute.

On the black Lincoln, Zou Jiahua leaned on the backrest chair tiredly, and countless thoughts were circling in his mind.

This decision is more difficult than a ten-billion-dollar acquisition.

Even if the investment and acquisition fail, there is a possibility of a comeback. However, if the operation fails and you die directly, what should you do?

If it is a normal operation, it will be done. The low-probability thing can be reduced through better equipment, better doctors, better technical means, and better medicines, and all the time to ignore it.

But even the Mayo Clinic could not diagnose my illness.

That is the number one hospital in the world in cardiology!

Zou Jiahua felt very tired, tired, and very tired.

He wanted to sleep for a while and have a peaceful sleep for a while, even if it was ten thousand dollars a minute, it didn't matter.

Unfortunately, this is just a luxury.

"Is there any news on the Nanyang side?" Zou Jiahua asked.
Chapter completed!