Hearing Yao Zhiwen recite the patient's history, suddenly, his two daughters stood up, their faces red and necks swollen with agitation.
"It's not that we're worried about the money, money is not the issue, we just don't want our father to suffer anymore!"
"He's already of such an old age, still undergoing thrombectomy and such, it's too agonizing."
Chen Cang couldn't help wanting to laugh at that comment. The old man was already hemiplegic and had a cloudy consciousness, incontinent or urine and feces, and yet you say he shouldn't suffer?
However... getting angry with the patient's family was purely a brainless move. Chen Cang took a deep breath; he didn't want to speak another word to such a family and turned around, unable to refrain from asking Yao Zhiwen, "Why wasn't he transferred to the neurology department?"