"Apart from shortness of breath, everything else is fine. I have eaten a lot and have a little more activity." Xiao Shitou smiled.

Seeing him smiling brightly, Zheng Ren felt a little complicated.

"Doctor Zheng, just say whatever you have. I have talked with Xiao Shitou." Wen Xiaonuan said, "We are very happy recently. Every day when the sun is good, we will talk about you and Dr. Su when you walk in the hospital every day when the sun is good."

Wen Xiaonuan's words were a bit twisted, but Zheng Ren understood it.

Doctors care about diseases are one form, and patients and their families care about diseases are another form.

If you want health the most, it is definitely the patient himself. As for the bed doctor and the patient's family, it depends on the specific situation.

"That's right. The overall situation improved after the treatment of the erectile dysfunction, but the complications were also serious." Zheng Ren said after considering it for a while, "The lung transplant surgery I mentioned last time is likely to try."

Wen Xiaonuan held Xiao Shitou's hand and looked at Zheng Ren and said, "Is it very dangerous?"

"Because Xiaoshitou cannot use conventional immune preparations, otherwise I am worried that the tumor will explode, so I have to use the technology that is still under research." Zheng Ren said softly, "There is no successful case if it can be done... No one has done it, and no one knows what will happen later."

Wen Xiaonuan stopped talking. She suppressed her anxiety and looked back at Xiao Shitou.

"Brother, I found some information after you told me last time." Xiao Shitou said with a smile, not as if he was talking about himself, but as if an intern was discussing his condition with the teacher.

"What have you seen?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.

"There are all kinds of information, and the things on professional websites are too boring and it is boring to read. However, under the existing technology, the survival rate of lung transplantation for more than one year is 90%, about 60% for more than three years, and about 50% for more than five years. In fact, I think many of them are other complications caused by immune preparations. Overall, the operation is not difficult."

“…”

Zheng Ren smiled.

Xiao Shitou is really bold and dares to say that lung transplantation is not difficult.

Although Zheng Ren also believes that the difficulty of organ transplant surgery is much less than that of heart separation surgery for conjoined babies. However, this surgery is also very difficult, just depends on what surgery is compared.

"Do it, I feel chest tightness and shortness of breath are getting heavier recently." Xiao Shitou said with certainty, "But you have to promise me something."

"What's the matter?"

"If the operation is successful, there is definitely nothing to say. If it fails, there is nothing to say. If it fails, it will be impossible to get off the operating table. If you can get off the operating table, but you can't wake up, you must use a machine to maintain your life, such as ventilators, ecmos, etc., can you help me with the tube removal?"

"At a young age, do you know how much it costs to use ecmo a day?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"Brother Yun, are you talking while standing and not having your back hurt?" Xiao Shitou said, "It's very uncomfortable to insert the tube. I put it on the tube while I was in the erect tower, and I felt like I was floating in the boundless universe, with no beginning or end."

Zheng Ren listened quietly. He saw Wen Xiaonuan's hand tighter and tighter, but Xiao Shitou gently patted Wen Xiaonuan's back of his hand like an adult, comforting his mother.

"It would be very uncomfortable if that happens. I calculated that I have lived for one more month. If I were to do a lung transplant or a 3D printed autologous cloned cell lung transplant surgery in the experimental stage, it would take at least half a month to prepare."

“I made all this.”

Seeing Xiao Shitou's brisk speech, Zheng Ren nodded slightly.

"Originally, what's the point of medical treatment?" Xiao Shitou glanced at Zheng Ren, then looked at Su Yun, and asked very seriously.

"Meaning..." Zheng Ren was slightly in a daze when he remembered the incident when he went to Jinhai City yesterday.

"People always die, and what doctors do is meaningless from a macro perspective." Xiao Shitou said with a smile.

Zheng Ren knew that Xiao Shitou was using a joke to relax, but Su Yun was unhappy and began to argue with him.

Xiao Shitou shook his head and did not answer Su Yun's words, "Brother Yun, we won't quarrel. I'm still alive or dead. It doesn't mean to the whole world, but it has infinite meaning to me. I enjoy every day in this world, such as being able to talk to my mother and waiting for you to check in every day."

"I think you can't think too much no matter what you do." Xiao Shitou said, "As long as I don't let me enter the floating state of the universe, you will be happy for one more day. If it's in that kind of confinement, there is no need."

"The meaning of you is different to me. To my mother, I am everything. But if she knew that I was lying there, living was more uncomfortable than dying, she would agree."

As he said that, Xiao Shitou looked at Wen Xiaonuan and held the other hand in her hand.

Wen Xiaonuan nodded, crying too much, tears have dried up, and Wen Xiaonuan accepts everything now.

There was no way to accept it. She didn't dare to look at Zheng Ren and face Zheng Ren's gray hair.

"Brother, do you agree?" Xiao Shitou asked with a smile at Zheng Ren.

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, "If I judged that my hope was very small, I would be able to extubate the tube."

"That's right, don't be so serious." Xiao Shitou smiled, "Have you failed the surgery?"

“Not yet.”

"So, I have enough reason to believe that you can succeed, right?" Xiao Shitou continued to smile, "As long as you promise what I just said, for you, if I die, all I have left is nostalgia. But for me, that means easy liberation."

"Try it, anyway, I have difficulty breathing now, and my blood oxygen saturation is probably about 90%.

"Okay." Zheng Ren and Xiao Shitou looked at each other. Seeing that he was speaking seriously, they thought it was already figured out.

It's me who is confused now.

What is the meaning of survival? Just like Xiao Shitou has to make a decision when facing a dilemma.

Zheng Ren suddenly smiled, thinking too much will not last long. This ultimate philosophical question is too difficult for him. Being the best surgeon seems much less difficult.

And I once again threw the problem to Xiaoshitou, subconsciously I still defined the relationship with Xiaoshitou as a doctor and a patient.

"Then it's settled. I'm on the No. 7 plane to receive the award. After I come back, I wait for the 3D printed lungs to be delivered, and we'll have surgery." Zheng Ren said without any doubt, his words were calm and sincere, his eyes were clear, looking at Xiao Shitou's eyes.
Chapter completed!