My life has a narration

Chapter 565 Unavoidable Death

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were still bursts of firecrackers outside the house, but there were four drunks sitting by the window chatting about the future.

As Ding Qiang said, most young people in this world are running non-stop, just to catch up with themselves who were placed with high hopes back then.

In order not to disappoint our parents, we struggled desperately to live a beautiful life in their eyes, but we forgot what we wanted in the first place.

No one is willing to work hard and struggle, because hard work and struggle are not easy words at first glance, but why do so many people choose to struggle?

It's nothing more than that they hate the self who stopped.

It’s just that different people have different fates. Some people stand in the spotlight through hard work, some people work hard all their lives to be just passers-by, and some people work hard to half-recognize themselves, and finally choose to live with the situation and accept their own mediocrity.

Ding Qiang was another kind. He chose to run just now, but his legs were broken.

If a person grows up, when his parents are hospitalized and he can't afford a penny, it will be a big blow to a young person.

Ding Qiang was like this. Fortunately, he also knew someone who was rich and willing to help him.

In one night, Ding Qiang used the kind words he learned in the workplace to the three of them.

However, his drinking capacity was extremely poor, and he fell asleep at some point.

No one expected that the first meeting this year would be such a scene.

The four gentlemen were lying in the living room in a mess. They slept until [-]:[-] am when they woke up, but it was Ding Qiang's cell phone that woke them up.

It was a call from the hospital, saying that the operation can be arranged here and let them come over to run the procedure.

Hearing this, the four of them instantly regained their spirits, and immediately washed up. The four of them, in two cars, headed straight to the hospital.

When I was in the hospital, I also met Ding Qiang's mother by the way. After a night of ideological struggle, Ding Qiang's mother finally made up her mind to try again.

And she has already figured it out, no matter whether she succeeds or not, her family will have to take out the money lost at the construction site to pay back the debt first, and at worst, pay it back to her son's classmates first. As for the relatives, I can only talk about it.

There is a death quota in construction projects, and they are all settled with money, but the construction site is also afraid that it is too troublesome for those who have not died to hang in the hospital, so it is better to settle it in one go.

Although the construction site has already paid a sum of money, if a person dies, the money is far from enough. In fact, every person who dies in the project will have a similar compensation, which is about one hundred thousand yuan, which is very cruel.

One life is about one hundred thousand, but ordinary people have nothing to do, and they don't recognize it if there are too many, so they just drag you along.

Amidst a burst of thanks, several people saw the attending doctor.

"Doctor, I want to ask, when can the surgery be performed at the earliest?" Su Qing asked.

Since he came, Ding Qiang's mother and son seemed to have found a backbone. Fortunately, they stayed in a hotel yesterday, and today both mother and son looked better. Otherwise, it might be a problem to stand up.

"The personnel are ready. As long as the procedures are completed, the operation can be performed this afternoon. But let me say first, this operation is very risky, and the success rate does not exceed [-]%. The patients are pierced by a piece of steel bar."

The doctor explained the difficulty and danger of this operation to several people in detail, for fear that they would not understand. After all, even from his doctor's point of view, he agreed to give up the treatment, and only needed to extubate. If he insisted on the operation , [-]% is just a waste of money. Looking at Ding Qiang's family conditions, the doctor tried to be as straightforward as possible.

However, no one, including Su Qing, understood the professional knowledge he said, but everyone knew that this operation was extremely risky, and the probability of success was less than [-]%.

"Auntie, you and Daqiang make a decision. If you want to say it, I will go down and pay the money now."

After the doctor finished speaking, Su Qing gave Daqiang and his mother the right to choose, since they were all outsiders after all.

Hearing the doctor's words, both mother and son turned pale, but Daqiang took a deep breath, then looked at him and nodded heavily, and said in a deep voice:
"Do!"

As soon as the words fell, the narration sounded in Su Qing's mind.

[Ding Dashan's penetrating chest injury, plus the internal bleeding caused by multiple fractures all over his body, combined with the current conditions of Jiangcheng No.1 Civilian Hospital and the analysis of the attending doctor, the probability of success is [-]%. Today's surgery failed! 】

In an instant, Su Qing stood there dumbfounded. Although he was prepared in his heart, he still couldn't help swallowing when the narrator reminded him.

"Doctor, can we do it the day after tomorrow?" Su Qing asked with some difficulty, with a touch of expectation in her tone.

Hearing this, the person on the other side was stunned, then nodded subconsciously: "Yes, it is possible, but the patient's condition, hurry up rather than late, and wait an extra day, the ICU fee is not cheap."

[Surgery will be performed tomorrow, the probability of success is [-]%, and the result of the operation will be a failure! 】

Hearing this, Su Qing clenched his fists subconsciously. He thought it had something to do with the doctor's touch and luck today, but now it seems that it is not.

"What's the matter, Qingzi?" Wang Xing asked with some doubts.

Didn't you make an agreement yesterday? Why do you have to delay tomorrow when you come today?
Even Ding Qiang's mother and son looked at him puzzled.

But Su Qing didn't pay attention to other people's eyes at this time. She stared straight at the doctor and said after a long silence: "You said, if you transfer to the capital, the chance of success will be higher?"

Hearing this, the doctor thought for a while, and nodded responsibly: "It should be possible to get a higher grade, but I'm not sure how much higher, but I have to tell you one thing, the patient's current condition is no longer allowed to be transferred. It is very likely that you will die on the way."

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, the narration prompt sounded in Su Qing's mind again.
[If you go to the capital, the success rate of the operation will reach 17.00%, but if you transfer to another hospital, the probability of the patient's death will be 11.00%. If you invite a doctor from the capital to come, with the current conditions of Jiangcheng Hospital, the success rate will be around [-]%, but As time goes on, the probability will become smaller and smaller. 】

Hearing this, Su Qing was completely desperate, and closed his eyes directly. He didn't expect that he couldn't get around the result of death.

It's not that there are no better options, but that the patient's own conditions no longer allow it. The conditions of the hospital's equipment, the level of doctors' medical skills, and the passage of time are all variables.

"What's the matter, Qingzi?" Ding Qiang saw his embarrassment, but he knew that Su Qing was not embarrassing about money, so he was so confused.

Looking at Ding Qiang's unshaven face and thin figure, Su Qing opened his mouth and found that he really couldn't open his mouth.

"It's okay, I'll pay the money! Then, you and auntie find some time to go inside and see uncle."

After finishing speaking, Su Qing took a deep breath, then turned around and went downstairs to pay the money and prepare for the operation.

Of course he knew that Ding Qiang's father was going to die, but he couldn't say that sometimes not all the money was spent with results.

Even if there is no result, the money must be spent, otherwise, this matter may become a hurdle that Ding Qiang will never get over in his life.

For 30 yuan, it is worth buying Ding Qiang to do his best for his son, and to buy one with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)