After listening to Vice Director Huang’s words, Fang Yongqiang gasped in shock.
"How could it be so severe!"
Fang Fangfang looked at Huang Xiangning in astonishnt.
"Mom—"
Guo Fengxia also felt the world spinning inexplicably.
She almost fainted.
Fang Fangfang and Fang Yongqiang quickly supported each other.
After all, their father’s life was uncertain now, and they couldn’t let anything happen to their mother.
"Yes, the situation is extrely critical right now. What we can do at this point is a total pancreatic resection, and then remove other diseased tissues in hopes of keeping the person alive. But given Fang Jianhong’s current health, the risks are extrely high, so whether or not to proceed with the surgery is a decision you need to make."
Huang Xiangning nodded.
She conveyed the risks.
"Dean Huang, does that an my father’s pancreas has to be completely removed now? Can we ask what would happen if we don’t go through with the surgery?"
Fang Fangfang asked Huang Xiangning.
This was the question all the relatives were eager to ask.
"If we don’t perform the surgery, there is definitely no hope of survival. There may be life-threatening monts at any ti, perhaps the next second, the next minute, the next hour after being rolled out; considering the condition when he was admitted, which I’m sure you heard from your mother, he was already hanging by a thread."
Ventricular fibrillation isn’t always successfully rescued.
Sotis just after stabilizing from ventricular fibrillation, a second, third, or even fourth episode can occur.
They’ve encountered such cases in clinical practice.
It’s generally hard to save patients.
Luckily, Dr. Xiaochuan was there.
That’s why the patient made it through the first hurdle smoothly.
"So... does that an if we don’t do the surgery, my dad might die shortly after getting off the operating table? Vice Director Huang, if we go through with the total pancreatic resection, is there a considerable chance my dad will survive? Is it over fifty percent?"
Fang Yongqiang’s feelings were mixed.
He couldn’t believe it had beco this severe.
He was talking just fine in the morning, and his spirits were high.
"Certainly, it’s not so optimistic. If anything, there should be one less zero, and even if the surgery succeeds, postoperative complications could always take his life. If the surgery fails, Fang Jianhong could likely lose vital signs on the operating table; this probability is quite high, essentially the flip side of the success rate."
Fifty percent.
Too optimistic.
In this situation, even five percent would be very good.
There’s a high chance of death on the operating table.
"One less zero? Five! Only a five percent chance of success!"
Fang Fangfang felt her scalp tingling!
"This... five percent success rate, ninety-five percent chance of dying on the operating table... Brother Fang, sigh..."
Upon hearing that losing vital signs on the operating table is the flip side of the success rate, Zhao Donghai felt an imnse turmoil within.
One and a half bottles of water and eight stead buns really killed a person!!
"Oh— how did things co to this!!"
Fang Yongqiang sighed heavily.
"Family mbers, we need you to unify your decision now, whether to proceed with the surgery or give up treatnt. If you decide to give up, we’ll close up and push the person out to you."
We can’t delay.
The patient is still on the operating table.
Family mbers need to make a decision imdiately.
"Dean Huang, is it possible for us to take one or two minutes to consider this? If... I an if we choose not to proceed with the surgery, can he wake up so we can say a few words to him?"
Guo Fengxia’s voice sounded.
She felt like a deflated balloon.
So angry! Really angry!!
If only she had called the children at that ti, things wouldn’t have escalated like this!
How could I have been so ignorant!!
"You can have so ti to consider. As for waking up, to be honest, from my experience, unless the surgery is successful there’s a tiny bit of hope. But this situation is most likely comatose when closed up, not waking up, and if there’s another ventricular fibrillation or cardiac arrest, death could be announced at any ti."
Huang Xiangning replied honestly.
"Oh my god, not even a chance to say goodbye and repent? Heaven, I know I’ve done wrong! Why must you be so cruel!!"
She collapsed.
Hearing Huang Xiangning’s words, she completely broke down, directly kneeling at the door to the operating room.
She wished her husband could just open his eyes and hear her speak, even that would satisfy her.
Guo Fengxia truly knew she was wrong. She shouldn’t have fed him water and stead buns in the afternoon. She wanted to apologize to her husband, wanted to express the regret she’d accumulated in her heart.
"Sister-in-law, you need to discuss quickly, the doctors are waiting here, and Brother Fang is still on the operating table."
Zhao Donghai and Lv Hailu hurriedly crouched beside her, supporting the physically weakened Guo Fengxia.
But they were just neighbors, not family mbers of Brother Fang, not even relatives.
Hence, so words weren’t theirs to say.
They could only accompany out of concern as neighbors.
The core decision still needed to be made by his wife, son, and daughter.
"Not doing the surgery ans he could die right after the operating table, and that’s inevitable death. Doing the surgery gives a 95% chance of dying on the operating table and a 5% hope of success, but even then he might die from complications. Sis, Mom, what do you think? Tell !"
Fang Yongqiang looked at his mother and younger sister.
"The success rate is too low... and if he really dies on the operating table, we might not even get to see him one last ti."
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