Chapter 1754: Artificial Heart

The pharmaceutical industry in Tianyang City developed so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard. Because it was a temporary idea for Zhou Qingfeng to bring Nova's team to the real world, and everything changed dramatically in a very short period of time.

Lanchen Hospital is quite simple, to put it bluntly, it is just a few dilapidated buildings beside the road. Recruit a group of medical staff, install a large amount of medical equipment, and renovate various medical facilities to open the business. And as the reputation of the hospital grows, more and more people come to seek medical treatment.

Hospitals are looking for ways to expand, and various services related to hospitals are also developing rapidly. For example..., accommodation.

Aunt Zhang lived comfortably in the past two or three years. Ever since Zhou Qingfeng repaid her 50,000 yuan, she has been much more relaxed. Tianyang City has also changed a lot in the past two years. Finding a job is much easier than in the past. Naturally, she doesn't need to worry about a lot of troubles every day.

However, Aunt Zhang is not interested in the "medical development" that the city government suddenly launched recently. But one day, people from the neighborhood committee suddenly came to her and asked if she would like to set up a 'fair hotel'.

"What cheap hotel?" Aunt Zhang was very curious. She subconsciously felt that this was a way to make money, and she immediately took care of it.

An elderly aunt who came from the neighborhood committee shouted as soon as she waved her hands, "Hey... Actually, I just opened a small hotel. Recently, the number of people coming to the city to seek medical treatment has increased, but all the hotels and hotels can't accommodate them, and the cost is too high. Also expensive.

The municipal government wanted to renovate and manage the residential buildings near Lanchen Hospital in a unified manner, but because of the different property rights, it still needs the consent of each house. Doesn’t your family have a house near Lanchen Hospital? The government asked me to mobilize you to participate in this project. "

Aunt Zhang used to be poor, but she still has her old house. After the people from the neighborhood committee explained briefly, she immediately felt that this matter seemed to be able to make money, "What kind of participation method?"

"The government pays for the renovation and reconstruction, and the owner is responsible for the daily maintenance. After repaying the government investment, the rest will be the owner's own. This is a semi-public project, so it is tax-free for one year."

Thinking about it, it's not a loss, so Aunt Zhang naturally has no objection. She immediately signed a contract with the government, handed over the keys and waited for the government to pay for her to renovate the house. As a result, the house hadn't been renovated yet, and three families who came to seek medical treatment moved in that day.

Aunt Zhang's house has only two bedrooms, and one of the three families even had to temporarily put two simple beds in the living room. She rushed over to help clean up, and casually checked the situation.

The living room is a family of three, an honest couple with a seven or eight-year-old child. The moment the money was paid to move in, the husband of the couple continued to thank Aunt Zhang, "We have been here for three days, but we have not found a place to live. The hospital has no beds, so we can only register for us temporarily."

Seeing the couple take out a wad of crumpled banknotes from their clothes to pay for the accommodation, Aunt Zhang was overwhelmed with sympathy. As soon as she waved her hand, she shouted: "Forget it, you can stay here, no money will be charged."

"This...." Both the husband and wife are from other provinces, and they don't look rich. The wife shed tears when she heard the words: "Sister, you are really a good person. We have inquired about it. Now the better hotels in Tianyang City cost two to three hundred a day. You have done us a great favor."

"It's okay, I'm happy." Aunt Zhang cheered up very happily, "I don't think it's easy for you."

As soon as they said "it's not easy", the couple touched the most sad place, and looked back at the child sitting by the simple bed together. The child was pale and emaciated, with a sluggish expression, and hardly spoke. Aunt Zhang looked uncomfortable and asked, "What's wrong with this child?"

"He was born with a bad heart. The doctor said he had a serious congenital heart disease, and said he would not live to be an adult." The couple said, and tears fell.

"We looked for hospitals everywhere, and they all said that we need a heart transplant. But the cost of heart transplants is very expensive, and we have to wait for the source of the heart. We had no hope at first, but suddenly we saw on TV that Lanchen Hospital had a solution.

We called and told the hospital about the child's condition. Actually, I don't have much idea.

Just ask. But two days later, the hospital actually asked us to try it, saying that it might be cured. "

"What's the cure?" Aunt Zhang was curious.

"Artificial heart transplant."

"Hey, it's not easy, and it must be very expensive."

"The hospital said it was free, but they also said that their technology has just been developed and is not yet perfect. The probability of success is uncertain, and the possibility of operation failure is very high. So we have to choose whether to receive treatment or not?"

Speaking of this, the couple hugged each other and cried again, and Aunt Zhang also chanted 'Amitabha Buddha'. Any fool could see that the child in front of him was in a very bad condition, his face was blue and his lips were purple, as if he was going to die at any moment.

To treat or not to treat is the question. Aunt Zhang felt embarrassed for the couple in front of her, and she didn't know how to choose, so she could only sigh. She can only help with the settlement, waive the cost of accommodation, and buy some small toys for the children.

Aunt Zhang came back the next day. There were only the husband and wife in the living room, and the child was gone. After asking, I found out that the couple struggled all night, but they could only agree to receive treatment. After all, they had no other choice. The child has been sent to the hospital, and everything can only be left to God.

Seeing the husband and wife sitting on the edge of the bed hugging each other without eating or drinking, Aunt Zhang could only step forward to give some advice. She thought about going outside to buy some food for the couple, but when she opened the door, she bumped into several reporters.

When the reporter saw the house number, he immediately asked, "Auntie, do the family members of the first domestically-made artificial heart transplant patient live here?"

Seeing the reporter's excitement, Aunt Zhang felt unhappy. As soon as she closed the anti-theft door, she slammed the reporter away, "Walk around, there is no one you want to interview here."

But a few reporters are like brown sugar, they are not willing to leave easily. One person also shouted: "Auntie, this case is not ordinary. Generally, heart transplants are made from living donors, and there are very few artificial ones. Moreover, we used to use artificial hearts from abroad, and the mortality rate was particularly high.

In the early years of Shanghai, a hospital had nine cases, and as a result, seven died, one was in a vegetative state, and the one who survived did not survive for too long. Lanchen Hospital seems to be very powerful, but they have no successful precedents in this area. And it comes up with a domestic artificial heart, which is very risky. "

The reporter yelled, and his voice came through the anti-theft door. After a while, there was a burst of mourning in the living room, and the husband and wife inside cried again. A few reporters hurriedly filmed through the gap of the anti-theft door, and Aunt Zhang was annoyed before they were sent away.

Now there is no need to buy food, Aunt Zhang can only comfort the couple in the room again. In fact, the couple are still young, their thirties are the time to live a good life, and the children are seven or eight years old, which is also a lively and lovely age. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen?

Only when you have struggled in the face of death can you know how precious life is...