There were no incidents of atrial rhythm disorder.
Logically speaking, the surgery for this pediatric patient should have been risk-free.
At least in Zhou Can’s view, when Director Hu Kan was alive, the mortality rate for such surgeries was extremely low, almost no incidents occurred.
The child’s grandfather has quite a network, and chose the Third Hospital for the surgery, which means, without a doubt, the surgery was performed by that Japanese cardiothoracic expert.
Zhou Can had long suspected that the Japanese cardiothoracic expert might not be as impressive as imagined.
It could be just hype, coupled with the national infatuation with foreign things, that elevated the Japanese expert to mythical status.
"What’s the situation with the child now?"
"The primary symptom should be heart failure."
Director Zhuang seemed to have already inquired thoroughly about the child’s current condition. His expression was particularly serious when he answered.
"Heart failure is truly life-threatening! The child is so young, no wonder the Third Hospital is already helpless." Zhou Can could easily deduce with his instincts that the Japanese expert from the Third Hospital is now likely at a loss, grasping at straws.
"Dr. Zhou, I know you were Director Hu Kan’s prized student, and the skills all transferred to you. Cardiothoracic Surgery can maintain stability largely because of your contributions. Give me your honest opinion, can we treat this child? Currently, the Third Hospital has told the family that due to serious post-surgery plications, the survival rate won’t exceed 20%. They’ve suggested transferring the child to the Capital for treatment."
As Director Zhuang said these words, a hint of anger was visible on his face.
"The child is still so young, already having severe post-surgery plications, yet they want to send him to a Capital hospital for treatment? That’s practically sentencing him to death! The long journey alone could snuff out his remaining life. They’re pletely shirking responsibility."
Transferring to the Capital for treatment isn’t that easy.
Setting aside the long journey, there’s no guarantee the big hospitals there will accept the patient.
I bet even West China Hospital wouldn’t dare to easily accept such patients.
Mind you, West China Hospital is famous for its high survival rate of critical conditions. Many patients, who were in life-threatening condition having been treated elsewhere, with families preparing for funerals, have been saved after being sent to West China for emergency treatment.
"Director Zhuang, we’re all on the same side here, so I’ll speak frankly." Zhou Can’s expression became serious.
"Speak freely!"
Director Zhuang nodded repeatedly.
"Whoever takes on this pediatric patient is doomed, considering it’s already the fourth day post-surgery. From experience, even getting into the Intensive Care Medicine Department barely extends survival past ten days. In most cases, the death rate spikes at seven to eight days. You’ve mentioned the child was remended by your mentor, if no trouble arises during intervention, our treatment success rate should be around 40%. I’m referring to if the transfer happens this morning, and they must ensure the rescue medications used weren’t excessively dosed."
Zhou Can paused, then continued.
"If symptoms appeared on the first day post-surgery and they were promptly transferred, the survival rate could exceed 70%."
The possibility of transferring on the first day post-surgery is very low.
The Third Hospital wouldn’t agree, and the family wouldn’t have anticipated the current situation.
Now that trouble has appeared, the hospital is eager to push responsibility, transferring the patient. The family is similarly desperate, realizing the Third Hospital’s actual capability is nowhere near what was envisioned, and they’re urgently seeking new chances for the child.
"If transferred, can you assist during emergency interventions?"
For some reason, Director Zhuang placed great trust in the young doctor in front of him.
Perhaps Zhao Can’s consistent excellence, bined with the confidence revealed in his eyes, tone, and demeanor when discussing treatment assurance inspired trust.
"Sure, once the transfer is pleted and admission procedures are done, just call me over right away."
Zhou Can didn’t hesitate, directly agreeing.
"Remember, when transferring the patient, you must try to obtain the surgery record, post-operative instructions, the specifics of medication, and all rescue measure documents. It will greatly benefit our subsequent treatment and help delineate responsibilities. Otherwise, I suspect the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department won’t accept this patient."
When he says he won’t accept, it truly won’t happen.
Such matters, neither Director Zhuang nor even the Pediatric Director Tang Fei could intervene.
Unless Pediatric decides to take on the patient themselves.
But that’s impossible.
Unless Director Tang Fei and Director Zhuang are prepared to risk their careers for charity.
"You go ahead, thank you!"
Director Zhuang was filled with gratitude towards him.
The favor he owes will naturally be repaid when Zhou Can needs it in the future.
Just like the favor Shangguan Yan from Tuya Second Hospital owes Zhou Can, which they sometimes acknowledge. During festive occasions, Shangguan Yan never fails to send greeting messages to Zhou Can.
One of the hardest debts to repay is a favor.
Zhou Can went to Consultation Room 17 to begin seeing patients, needless to mention.
The queue of families seeking consultations was already long, and when they saw Zhou Can enter the room, those who recognized him greeted him warmly.
Those who didn’t recognize Zhou Can whispered to themselves, "This Dr. Zhou sure looks young!"
"Dr. Zhou, my child has broken his hand, could you look at him first? I’ve heard you can set a bone in seconds. I’ll pay any fee, just please prioritize my child’s treatment."
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