Whether ordinary people or doctors, it's commonly perceived that the sooner a tumor is detected and treated, the better.
When Lin Jie mentioned "letting the tumor grow a bit longer," it immediately drew a wave of laughter in the meeting room.
"Though you're just a small translator, you seem to know quite a few medical terms. Given your age, what year are you in at the Medical College, freshman or sophomore?"
Ren Jianzhong stood up again, mocking, "How can you still lack basic medical common sense at this stage?"
"If I were your medical teacher, I'd either be driven mad by you or kick you out of the class, declaring you're no longer my student!"
Finally, he added, "I suggest you drop out now, don't waste your tuition, and focus on being a translator; you're quite good at that!"
At this point, Ren Jianzhong suddenly felt the atmosphere was off, as the laughter in the meeting room began to quickly fade.
He looked around and found Wolfgang, Jiang Yiran, Luo Shanshan, and a few other well-known doctors all wore solemn expressions, seemingly deep in thought.
Could this suggestion really be feasible? Ren Jianzhong hurriedly sat down, pretending to consider it.
The entire meeting room quickly fell into silence!
After a long pause, Wolfgang was the first to break the eerie silence.
"Mr. Lin Jie, your suggestion is novel and bold, full of imagination; more importantly, it seemingly has a chance of success. However..."
Lin Jie knew the crux was coming, unexpectedly foreigners follow this routine too: a few words of praise followed by a "but."
"Your idea represents an ideal scenario, but we cannot guarantee it will actualize. During this period, the tumor might suddenly worsen or even metastasize to other organs, which is quite possible."
"In summary, this hypothesis carries too many uncertainties; we cannot base a patient's life on such a hopeful yet uncertain expectation. Hence, I still insist on my surgical plan!"
Other possibilities mentioned by Wolfgang were, of course, considered by Lin Jie.
According to his estimation, the potential risks were worth taking compared to the hope of recovery.
However, he didn't have absolute confidence in this idea.
Moreover, in his current position as just a translator, he had already been bold enough by proposing the idea; stubbornly insisting might risk being thrown out.
Furthermore, in the hospital, the choice of treatment plan is entirely the responsibility of the attending doctor; other doctors only have advisory roles.
Taking all into account, once he calmed down after the impulse, Lin Jie just smiled at Wolfgang's words without further insistence or explanation, preparing to dutifully remain a translator and refrain from speaking recklessly.
Lin Jie didn't translate Wolfgang's comments either.
But from Wolfgang's expressions and body language, the many doctors in the room roughly guessed his meaning, evidently rejecting Lin Jie's fanciful idea.
Following Wolfgang's speech, the meeting room became lively once more, with low discussions all around, but this time no one mocked Lin Jie.
Luo Shanshan's gaze kept wandering over Lin Jie, feeling increasingly puzzled by him. This frail young man, full of godlike mysteries, had surprisingly proposed such a brilliant idea.
The more she pondered, the more she felt that the idea was not only brilliant but also quite feasible.
Luo Shanshan leaned towards Jiang Yiran and softly asked, "Director, do you think this idea is viable?"
Jiang Yiran pondered for a moment, answering, "There is a possibility of realization, but the risk is huge! If anything goes wrong, we can't bear such consequences. Wolfgang is the expert acknowledged by the patient; let's not complicate matters!"
"But, once Lin Jie's idea is realized, it offers a great chance of recovery for the patient!" Luo Shanshan insisted.
Jiang Yiran slowly shook his head again and said, "If it were an ordinary patient, we might take the risk to try!"
"But this time, the patient is Qian Guanglin, a billionaire tycoon. Any mishap, and he could sue us into bankruptcy; this time we must prioritize stability!"
"However..."
Luo Shanshan wanted to persuade further, but seeing Jiang Yiran's face darken, she fell silent.
Perhaps inspired by Lin Jie, a few other doctors proposed some relatively novel ideas, which received praise from Wolfgang and Jiang Yiran.
The discussion of the surgical plan ended at half-past eleven, with Wolfgang, accompanied by Jiang Yiran, Ren Jianzhong, Luo Shanshan, and Lin Jie, heading again to Qian Guanglin's ward.
Wolfgang, the lead surgeon, made the final confirmations regarding the surgical matters with Qian Guanglin and his family.
This process mainly involved explaining the surgical procedure, possible unexpected incidents, and the potential aftereffects, all requiring the patient's and family's signatures on the surgical consent form.
In most people's understanding, this part is about the hospital attempting to avoid liability for surgical accidents to prevent various medical disputes.
Actually, if something goes wrong, the patient's and family's signatures on the consent form cannot exempt the hospital and doctors from responsibility. However, due to the high professionalism involved in the treatment process, the patient and family know little about medical procedures, allowing many medical accidents to be covered up by the hospital.
When Qian Guanglin was about to sign, Luo Shanshan suddenly spoke, "Mr. Qian, there is actually another treatment plan that could offer you a chance of recovery. I think it's necessary to introduce it to you!"
"Another treatment plan? And a chance of recovery?"
The allure of "recovery" was indeed considerable, as Wolfgang's surgical plan would inevitably cause nerve damage, which had been clearly communicated to Qian Guanglin.
Upon hearing Luo Shanshan's words, Qian Guanglin's signing hand immediately paused, he turned to Jiang Yiran, looking displeased, and asked, "Director Jiang, is this true?"
Lin Jie looked at Luo Shanshan in astonishment.
He hadn't expected Luo Shanshan to bypass the attending doctor Wolfgang and department head Jiang Yiran to inform the patient of his idea, which was a major taboo in the industry—did she no longer want to work at this hospital?
Lin Jie quite admired this bold patron!
Jiang Yiran discreetly glared at Luo Shanshan before hastily explaining to Qian Guanglin, "We didn't intentionally withhold information from you; this is not really a treatment plan but rather an idea that came up during our morning discussion, fraught with great danger and uncertainty!"
Qian Guanglin put down the pen and said in a low voice, "Then let's hear it; anyway, there's time now!"
Under such circumstances, Jiang Yiran could no longer conceal it and had to explain Lin Jie's idea.
He concluded, "This was a concept generated during our brainstorming session."
"It certainly possesses the potential to grant you recovery! However, the growth situation of the tumor is beyond our control, and the probability of this ideal scenario occurring—you can imagine."
"Moreover, we cannot determine how long this growth would take. If the disease worsens in the meantime, or if the tumor metastasizes, your life is what's at stake."
"After thorough deliberation, we all agreed that this highly uncertain plan lacks the justification for recommendation!"
Qian Guanglin took a deep breath several times, then turned to Wolfgang and asked, "You are a world-renowned expert in this field; can you tell me what the real possibility of recovery with this new treatment plan is?"
The sudden predicament made Wolfgang somewhat angry, and he candidly said, "I do not deny the potential success of this idea. However, due to a lack of data in my hands, I cannot provide you with a precise answer."
"But, I can assert that the probability of this conjecture succeeding is no more than 1%, and I strongly advise you not to gamble your life on such a small probability!"
"If you lose, you might lose everything!"
Qian Guanglin placed his hands on his head, leaned back against the raised bed's backrest, and closed his eyes.
Everyone knew that he was weighing options, struggling, and making decisions, so they remained silent!
In an instant, the ward was so silent that the slightest sound could be heard clearly!