You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 305 Don't Make Mistakes

"Meng Chen, is that Scorpio really that useful?"

This morning, Mo Mengchen was about to go to the hospital after breakfast, when he heard Ephraim mention this matter.

Based on her profession, asking this kind of thing is usually encountered in similar cases, but Scorpio has not put it into practice. Even the first operation was difficult due to doubts from the patient's family. How did she know?
As long as the idiot Javi Tefdanla thinks it works well.

Mo Mengchen thought so, but replied to Ephraim: "It is not suitable to evaluate any medical device before it is put into use."

"What do you think?"

I don't think it will work.

Mo Mengchen said: "I hope it is as effective as advertised, it will save doctors a lot of worry, and it will also save many patients from mitral valve disease."

Ephraim didn't ask any more questions. After all, she wasn't a doctor.

If even Ephraim has heard of Scorpio, it can be seen how much Tefdan spent on publicity.

Are they not afraid of failure?

What Mo Mengchen didn't know was that after Yavi Tefdanla developed Scorpio, he bet everything on this product. He sold his assets and concentrated resources for publicity. Now the operation has stalled halfway, and the most urgent thing is It is none other than Tefdanla Pharmaceutical Company.

St. Lucifer's Hospital
Scorpio's mitral valve surgery has ushered in a turning point, or bad news. Elizabeth Huber's condition worsened and she went into shock at home. If her family didn't find out in time, the consequences would be unpredictable.

"Although Iceman was rescued, she is very weak now and has lost the possibility of receiving regular surgery."

"That is to say."

Olagundoye hesitated.

"That's right, she had no choice but to take the risk and undergo Scorpio surgery." Chief of Surgery Emmet Cardinal analyzed Huber's condition.

Mo Mengchen didn't speak the whole time, just staring at Huber's contrast CT scan.

"Doctor Mo, what do you think?"

Noah Sievers didn't want Mo Mengchen to sit on the sidelines. Although there were doctors who were more qualified than him, none of them possessed his medical skills.

"Doctor Mo?"

Mo Mengchen put down the CT photo, and Sievers saw his face clearly.

Mo Mengchen said: "As you said, her physical condition is not optimistic, and she cannot receive a formal mitral valve replacement, so if Mr. Yawei Tefudanla is not bragging, Scorpio is her only choice, but first They have to get the consent of the patient."

"Please rest assured about this," said the San Jose representative. "She had a way out before, and now they have no way out."

Is it really okay for a doctor to say this?

"No way out?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile.

The representative of San Jose nodded: "Yes, only Scorpio can save Elizabeth."

Mo Mengchen didn't agree or refute, and let him continue talking, and didn't interrupt until the end.

"Is there really no way?"

After the meeting, Sievers asked Mo Mengchen.

Because I want to witness a great medical event, so.

"Yes." Mo Mengchen nodded.

He clearly gave a clear answer, but Sievers always felt that there were other articles in it, but she couldn't say anything.

"It seems that the patient's life can only be entrusted to this instrument that has never been tested. I hope Tefdanla will be more reliable this time."

Thinking of the drug scandal that happened to Tefdanla before, Sievers is also deeply suspicious of their Scorpio, and they also have an idiot boss who likes to stalk, and her impression of this company is even worse .

If the patient wants to entrust his life to this instrument that no one has used, he may think he has lived too long
Mo Mengchen didn't say anything, took Elizabeth's radiography CT, put it in a file bag, turned and walked out of the room.

1211
This is Elizabeth Hubbell's room.

"Ms. Huber, this is Dr. Mo, the best doctor in our hospital." The nurse introduced to the patient.

Elizabeth was wearing an oxygen mask, she opened her eyes and looked at Mo Mengchen.

"How's the situation?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Turf Danla said that people from San Jose are coming to lobby soon, and he wants to see Elizabeth's physical condition.

The nurse said, "Not bad, not bad."

It just hasn't changed at all. It's unrealistic to pray for her physical condition to recover at this time, and it's lucky that it doesn't deteriorate further.

Elizabeth asked for the oxygen mask to be removed.

"Then take off 5 minutes?" the nurse asked.

Elizabeth nodded.

So the nurse took off her oxygen mask.

"Doctor Mo, I heard that you never fail in your operations." Elizabeth asked tactfully.

Mo Mengchen replied: "It hasn't failed yet."

"Then can I ask you to operate on me?" Elizabeth asked.

Mo Mengchen said indifferently: "This situation is very complicated, I cannot agree to your request, and your current physical condition can no longer withstand regular surgery."

"Is that Scorpio really useful?" Elizabeth asked in embarrassment.

"it works."

It depends on who uses it, such as me.

At this time, the lobbying army had arrived, and the representatives of Tefdanla and San Jose were confident that Hubbell would nod.

Mo Mengchen sat beside him dumbly like a Buddha statue, while they lobbied with full firepower, saying all kinds of good things over and over again.

"As mentioned above, normal mitral valve surgery requires more than four hours of operation time. If we use Scorpio, we are sure to complete the operation within one hour."

"Also, the burden on your body will be greatly reduced."

After saying this, the representative of San Jose brought the letter of intent for the operation to Hubbell: "If you agree, please sign in this position."

Elizabeth's face was pale, her lips were cracked, and she looked very weak. She looked at the letter of intent for surgery with her eyes wide open.

The ward was extremely quiet, and if the two were close to each other, they might be able to hear each other's heartbeat.

Success or failure is here.

Elizabeth turned her eyes to Mo Mengchen who was sitting in the corner, and she signaled the nurse to take off the oxygen mask.

"Doctor Mo."

Everyone looked together.

Mo Mengchen was still sitting there, with the same expression as before, as calm as the surface of a lake.

"I'm here."

Mo Mengchen stood up and walked to the hospital bed.

Elizabeth's frail face lost all vitality, but her eyes were still bright, and the bright pupils shone with hope.

This young doctor in front of her is all her hope.

"I want to hear your opinion," she said.

Being dependent on patients, being the hope of others, and even the only straw for survival, this feeling can only be felt by a doctor.

Initially, interns derive great satisfaction from helping others, and even saving a patient's life.

But as soon as something goes wrong, as long as a life flies from his hand, that feeling will disappear.

For this kind of emotion, I will also choose to refuse.

Mo Mengchen hesitated for a second, then chose to face the hope in Elizabeth's eyes, and said firmly, "I think you should accept it."

Because the operation will be successful.

I promise.

Mo Mengchen's answer dispelled Elizabeth's doubts, and she signed her name on the letter of intent for surgery.

This scene made the representatives of San Jose and the lobbyists of Tefdanla look very ugly. In order to persuade Elizabeth, they worked back and forth for several months, and they dragged on until the other party's condition deteriorated.

Even so, if Mo Mengchen's answer just now was "You shouldn't accept it", things will develop in an extreme direction.

They worked hard for several months, but in the end it was not as effective as this man's short sentence.

Dor. Mo.

Everyone recited this nickname resounding throughout the United States in their hearts.

Everyone knows that he is Ethan, and of course they also know that he is Dor.Mo, and they also know that he is Mo Mengchen.

He's a player, he's a doctor, he's a singer.

Everyone underestimated the weight of this name in the hearts of patients.

San Jose's chief surgeon, Roberto Mendes, met Mo Mengchen outside the ward: "Hi, I'm Roberto Mendes, a doctor at San Jose Hospital."

he held out his hand
"Excuse me." Mo Mengchen didn't extend his hand, "Did you wash your hands after arriving at St. Lucifer's Hospital?"

Mendes was slightly angry. He is a doctor and he pays more attention to hygiene than anyone else: "I washed it before coming here."

He lowered his anger and replied in a deep voice.

"Excuse me for being rude, but I can't shake your hand. As you know, San Jose is located in an industrial area, where the air is filled with various chemical components. Your hands must be covered with bacteria by now, so I can't shake your hand because I There will be an operation later." Mo Mengchen took out Elizabeth's imaging CT without any regrets, "Fortunately, we are not friends, otherwise this would be too embarrassing."

Mendes had already heard the name of Mo Mengchen, and he knew that this person had an arrogant personality and looked down on almost any doctor, but he did not expect to reach this level.

More than just arrogance?Simply defiant!
"I've seen it a long time ago!" Mendes couldn't hide the anger in his heart.

"Have you found any problems?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Mendez asked, "What's the problem? You tell me what's the problem!?"

"I'm pretty sure you didn't read it carefully. Listen to my advice and read it again."

In order not to have contact with Mendes, Mo Mengchen even put the CT photo on the ground: "Get ready, Dr. Robert Monroe."

My fucking name is Roberto Mendes!

Mendes gave Mo Mengchen a death eye, but the latter didn't even look at him, and walked out of the area slowly.

Romien Olagundoye, who didn't dare to show his atmosphere, quickly picked up the contrast CT and put it in Mendez's hand, and then caught up with Mo Mengchen.

"Arrogant bastard!"

The CT photo was pinched and distorted by Mendez, and he finally threw it into the trash can.

"Doctor Mo, didn't you have no surgery today?" Olagundoye didn't know why Mo Mengchen was lying.

To upset that idiot, it's as simple as that.

Mo Mengchen said: "You have surgery."

"I" Olagundoye will be undergoing a major operation today. As an intern, this is a rare opportunity.

Suddenly, she realized the meaning of Mo Mengchen's words.

"Don't you want to."

Mo Mengchen leaned close to her, and those who didn't know would think that the two were going to have a passionate kiss: "That's right, I'll be your assistant."

Oragondoye held his breath.

"Don't make mistakes."

Mo Mengchen turned around and "broke through" Olagundoye, and continued to move forward.

(End of this chapter)