That night, Qin Feng received dozens of calls, all of them congratulating him for winning the double first in the provincial competition!
It didn't calm down until the early morning, and Zou Yong and Lin Xiaoxiao were both stunned.
Who are these people calling?
From the doctors of the first hospital in Jiangcheng City to the directors, vice presidents, and directors of various departments, as well as several directors and attending doctors of the second and third hospitals.
Even several directors of the First Hospital of Jinling City personally called to congratulate!
For a while, in their eyes, Qin Feng seemed to be a golden legend covered by countless halos from head to tail!
"Qin Feng, you... how do you know these big guys?"
Zou Yong was already at a loss for words, but his throat felt a little dry.
"We meet a lot during surgery, so we got to know each other."
Qin Feng smiled lightly.
"Zou Yong, you classmates in other places don't know that Qin Feng is now the chief surgeon of the first hospital in Jiangcheng City, and he has signed a contract with the hospital."
Lin Xiaoxiao heard the words, and immediately explained proudly,
"Now in all the hospitals in Jiangcheng, there is no one who doesn't know Qin Feng."
When Zou Yong heard the words of the two, he fell into shock again.
Chief surgeon?
Have you seen more surgery?
Is this really my classmate!
You know, even if Shen Yuan and Zheng Qiuya were the top five students in the competition, there is still no independent starting diagnosis sheet.
They are still in the internship period and do not have a real license, so they are not allowed to receive independent consultations.
But Qin Feng can even take the lead now!
This directly pierced his imagination!
"Don't say anything! Qin Feng, I've done it! Thank you!"
Zou Yong slowed down for a while, looked around blankly, grabbed the wine glass, stood up and said excitedly.
Done, gooooooooooo~
A full glass of beer and gulp it down!
"Hiccup~~~ Qin Feng, from today onwards, you are my idol, and I, Zou Yong, have messed with you!"
"Work hard, if you want to return to Jiangcheng after your internship, you can come to me."
Qin Feng heard the words, raised the wine glass lightly at the corner of his mouth, nodded and said.
"Hahahaha! I really didn't expect it! Before everyone thought you were nothing but handsome, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply."
When Zou Yong heard his words, his eyes suddenly lit up and he laughed happily.
Satisfied, Qin Feng sent the two to their respective residences and returned to Qiao's house.
...
The next day, the first hospital of Jinling City, the cardiac surgery conference room.
Liang Donglai, Jin Qiong, and Qin Feng sat among them, each with a document in front of them.
This is heart donated material.
"Qin Feng, this donor is a targeted donation, and he also submitted materials online after contacting our hospital."
Liang Dong looked at Qin Feng and said.
And Qin Feng looked at the material in his hand and frowned slightly.
"The patient's name is Xie Jianjun, and the donor's name is Xie Ming. Is there any relationship between the two?"
Hearing his words, Liang Donglai's face changed slightly, revealing a wry smile.
"You guessed it right, the two are indeed related."
"Xie Dong is Xie Jianjun's eldest son."
When the words fell, Qin Feng was stunned, and immediately his eyes became even more suspicious.
There is something wrong with the son donating his heart to his father!
But in the position of the donor and the recipient, the names of two people are written impressively.
"How is this going?"
He was a little puzzled, looked at the two and asked.
After all, the probability of a son donating a heart to his father is too low, almost impossible!
This is not to say that such unimaginable feelings do not exist in the world, but because of human nature!
Heart equals life, once donated, life is over.
Moreover, Xie Jianjun is only in his 50s, which means that his eldest son is in his 30s at most.
A 30-year-old man who was at the peak of his life was willing to give up his life.
Even if it was his father on the hospital bed, it was almost unrealistic!
Unless otherwise hidden...
"That's right, Xie Jiandong doesn't actually know who donated the heart. This is what Xie Ming asked, and he withheld all the information from him."
Liang Donglai sighed and began to explain.
"Twenty years ago, Xie Ming and his family had a falling out because of dropping out of school and ran away from home alone. This has been 20 years. Apart from sending money home and paying tuition fees to his younger brother in the past few years, until his younger brother He finished high school at the age of 18. He was like disappearing from the world, and there was no news."
"In these years, Xie Ming has been scrambling in other places by himself, but he has made money, and he has also married and had a daughter. He was still happy."
"But 2 years ago, Xie Ming suffered from brain cancer. He knew that his time was short, and he gave most of his wealth to his lover and children."
"Then secretly returned to Jinling, and secretly found his younger brother, Xie Zhong, the second son of Xie Jianjun, who has been maintaining communication."
...
This story was told for more than ten minutes before Liang Donglai finished it.
Of course, this is also all the things Xie Ming, who lives in the brain surgery department, told himself.
Now, except for the younger brother Xie Zhong, no one knows that the father and son are lying in the same hospital at the same time.
Xie Zhong would often sneak up to see his brother. After all, he knew that his brother dropped out of school for himself and went out to work to earn tuition and living expenses for him.
Then, when his younger brother Xie Zhong told him about his father's condition and the operation plan, Xie Ming lay in the hospital bed for 3 days and 3 nights without sleep.
Just when Liang Donglai was about to undergo heart isolation surgery, a phone call interrupted him.
Immediately afterwards, Liang Donglai received Xie Ming's decision to donate his heart.
At the same time, Xie Ming stopped all means of maintaining his life for half a year, and voluntarily gave up treatment, and his condition began to deteriorate rapidly.
As of this morning, Xie Ming's attending doctor informed him.
Xie Ming is currently unconscious, the situation is very dangerous, and he will die at any time.
Let him start preparing for heart replacement surgery!
But he didn't know why. Also this morning, Xie Jianjun's tumor suddenly accelerated and deteriorated, and a blood vessel was blocked.
It was finally rescued and he was transferred to the ICU to continue his life.
Originally, conservative treatment was at least 1-2 years away, but now it has become blurred in an instant.
...
Surgery must be done ASAP!
Otherwise, Xie Jianjun's condition will continue to deteriorate, which will inevitably cause great obstacles to the operation.
At least the physical function does not know whether it can last until the heart is replaced!
After listening to this story, Qin Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.
don't know what to say...
"What are you going to do?"
He looked at Liang Donglai and Deputy Director Jin Qiong and asked.
"We have already decided on the operation plan for this time, and there is no other plan."
Liang Donglai took out a surgical plan from the folder and handed it to him with a serious expression.
"Although Xie Jianjun's vital signs are not very good at present, it should not be fatal. At least a 3-month life cycle can be guaranteed. After Xie Ming is confirmed to be dead, heart removal surgery and heart replacement surgery will begin at the same time."
"Because they are father and son, there is no problem of matching in theory, and we have already checked Xie Ming before donating, which is very good!"
Qin Feng roughly browsed the surgical plan and nodded.
There is really nothing wrong with this surgical plan and it meets all the requirements of a normal heart replacement surgery.
"Then Director Liang, what do you need from me?"
"That's right, I have already copied a copy of your last heart surgery from the First Hospital of Jiangcheng City."
Hearing his words, Liang Donglai had a sly look on his face and clicked the remote control.
All the details of his heart tumor removal and arterial replacement sutures popped up on the projector.
"Did you get this?"
When Qin Feng saw this, he was stunned and a little surprised.
This video is now used by Director Zhang Fan for teaching, how could he get it?
"Zhang Fan is my junior and a member of the provincial association. I'm the vice president, hehe~"
Liang Donglai looked confident, raised his head and smiled confidently.
...
After a long time, these two old guys are also their own!
"Because Xie Jiandong's heart tumor is relatively serious, and it will rupture at any time, the risk is very high. Except for me and Deputy Director Jin, other people in Jinling heart have no experience and technology in this area. The more important thing is time, the sooner the replacement suture can be completed. , the better the recovery of the patient in the later stage. And your suture technique is beyond doubt, even if it is placed in the whole country, I dare to say that it is the top existence!"
Liang Donglai's smile suddenly disappeared, he looked at him solemnly, and said solemnly.
"Perhaps it was God's reward that I met you, an extraordinary genius. So I want to invite you to participate in this heart transplant operation and be responsible for the suturing of the heart and blood vessels!"
The voice fell, Qin Feng did not speak, a wry smile floated on the corner of his mouth, and shook his head.
"I don't have a license yet. It's nothing in our hospital, but here, even if I can get it, your hospital will not agree."
Liang Donglai heard the words and knew the rules.
Without the consent of the hospital, let other hospital doctors take the lead, this responsibility is enough to get him out of the medical world!
Especially in the event of an accident, this is to bear criminal responsibility!
But he's not stupid either.
Boom!
Just as he was about to speak, the door of the conference room was pushed open.
"Director Liang, it's not good, Xie Ming is going to die!"
...
Outside the intensive care unit, a young man hid in a corner and sobbed, covering his face with tears.
The fists were clenched until they turned white, and even the nails pierced the skin and felt no pain.
In the palm of his right hand, he was still holding a piece of paper.
A line of words was written crookedly on it.
[Father, this heart is the only thing I can give you now. – Your Son Xie Ming]