My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 773 - 312: Whistlers’ Deformity, The Poor’s Hardship

The child’s father looked at Zhou Can with hopeful eyes.

For Zhou Can, it was just another case in his career, but for the patient and their family, it was life-changing.

"I can’t guarantee a cure, but after seeing the films, I believe we can attempt multiple corrective surgeries, which should yield satisfactory treatnt results."

Zhou Can considered for a while before responding to the family’s question.

Such severe hand deformity couldn’t possibly be corrected with just one surgery.

Even with multiple surgeries, all a doctor can do is try their best; no one would dare say with certainty that a cure is guaranteed.

"How much would the treatnt cost approximately?"

Hearing Zhou Can say that treatnt was possible, the family mber’s face brightened montarily.

However, for poor people, considering the cost of treatnt is also a necessity.

In the Intensive Care dicine Departnt corridors and outside the hospital rooms, family mbers of various ages are seen crouching and weeping daily. The exorbitant treatnt costs are like a mountain weighing them down, leaving them breathless.

On one side lies inseparable kinship; on the other, treatnt costs that are unbearable – that’s the cruelest reality for adults.

"The exact cost depends on the actual treatnt, but based on your son’s condition, we conservatively estimate a treatnt cost of seventy to ninety thousand." Zhou Can could only give a rough price estimate.

Surgical treatnt costs can vary greatly based on the actual treatnt, individual physique, whether an infection occurs, and how smoothly the surgery goes.

The treatnt price for a singular hand deformity is about thirty to forty-five thousand.

If the correction of the hand bones or skin grafting results are not ideal, it can increase surgical fees. If an infection occurs or if there are complications like bone collapse or ischemic necrosis during the osteotomy for correction, the costs can multiply.

"That much, huh?" The family mber’s expression began to show so distress.

"Since the surgery isn’t completed all at once and will be spread across multiple sessions, this ti span will be rather lengthy. If you can raise about seventy thousand, I think we can start applying for the surgery. Theoretically, the early correction of congenital hand deformities is more beneficial, and the cost will be comparatively lower. The postoperative recovery and hand function training can also yield more satisfactory results."

Zhou Can’s thinking was simple; if the family could raise seventy thousand for the boy’s surgery, and if they really couldn’t afford more later on, he wouldn’t mind donating about twenty thousand himself.

The main thing depended on the family’s attitude.

If the family wasn’t willing to make an effort, Zhou Can certainly wouldn’t play the savior.

It’s his principle to help only those who are helpable.

Those who passively resign themselves, lose their will, and only think of depending on others to be saved, even the authorities find them troubleso.

After considering for a minute or two, even pulling out a rather old mobile phone to use as a calculator, the family mber calculated how much money they could gather.

Zhou Can clearly saw the man first type in 53000 – that should be his savings.

Then he kept entering numbers to add up.

"I can manage seventy thousand. I did the math, and I can gather it. But if it’s not enough later on, I’d like to plead with the hospital to let owe them. Working for a year, aside from food and living expenses, I can save up to thirty or forty thousand. I can pay it all back including interest."

The man said earnestly to Zhou Can.

"I will convey your circumstances to the hospital, and we will try to reduce the costs as much as possible. Also, what I have told you now is only the preliminary treatnt plan and estimated costs. We need to discuss the specific surgical plan with the orthopedic surgeon before finalizing it. Do you live in the city?"

Zhou Can asked.

"Yes, I work at a food factory and live in the staff dormitory with my son."

The man replied, likely suggesting that he doesn’t own a ho in the city.

"Wait here for a mont, I will speak to Director Zhang."

Zhou Can stood up and went over to Director Zhang Bihua, briefly explaining the patient’s situation in a low voice.

"Director Zhang, do you think we can recomnd that child for corrective surgery at Tuya Hospital?" That was primarily what Zhou Can was asking about.