Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1265 - 1240: I’ll Figure Out a Solution

Director Liu hurried along, his steps quick, clearly anxious to alleviate Zhou Tao and the others' worries.

Within five minutes, the sound of Director Liu's footsteps approached.

He arrived before Director Zhou, gasping for breath, and presented him with the medical records and examination results, stating: "Director... Director Zhou, here are all the medical records and examination results since the elderly patient was admitted."

Zhou Tao accepted the stack of papers with a smile and began to review them with intense focus.

The ward fell into a profound silence.

Zhou Tao spent a full half hour examining the documents, his brow furrowing at times and his head shaking at others.

Ye Chen understood that the elderly patient's condition was quite serious.

Not wanting the elderly patient to feel alarmed, Zhou Tao turned to Ye Chen and suggested, "Mr. Ye, may we have a word?"

Ye Chen readily agreed, also beckoning the middle-aged man to join them. After all, the elderly patient was his mother, and he had every right to know about her health status.

"Qiang, is my illness very serious? If there's no hope, let's not pursue treatment. I no longer wish to remain in the hospital. Can you take Mom home?" the elderly patient asked her son, her face etched with pain.

Before the middle-aged man could respond, Zhou Tao interjected with a reassuring smile, "My dear elderly patient, there's no need for you to worry. You are quite well; a minor surgery is all that's required. There's nothing to be concerned about."

Having felt a sense of despair, the elderly patient's heart found some solace in Zhou Tao's words.

Observing Director Liu's deference towards Zhou Tao, the elderly patient could discern that this Director Zhou was a person of considerable importance.

With his assurance, she began to place her trust in him.

Zhou Tao then addressed the elderly patient directly, "My dear, we stepped out briefly to discuss your surgical treatment plan. Please rest assured and await the surgery. I promise you, after the procedure, you will be as healthy as any normal person."

He intentionally offered these words to ease her apprehension.

Hearing Zhou Tao's comforting statements, the elderly patient's spirits lifted, and she promptly replied, "Very well, Director Zhou, I shall entrust myself to your care."

"It's no trouble at all. Please rest well, and I will visit you again later," Zhou Tao said before departing the ward.

Ye Chen and the middle-aged man followed suit, leaving behind the relieved elderly patient and the now composed Director Liu.

The three individuals exited the ward and proceeded towards the stairwell.

Once there, Zhou Tao turned to Ye Chen and stated, "Mr. Ye, having reviewed the elderly patient's medical records, I must say her condition is not very promising."

Ye Chen was not taken aback by Zhou Tao's assessment, attributing the rapid deterioration primarily to the elderly patient's advanced age.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man pleaded, "Director Zhou, I implore you, please save my mother."

As he spoke, he knelt before Zhou Tao.

This unexpected gesture momentarily stunned both Zhou Tao and Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was deeply touched by the middle-aged man's profound display of filial piety, and Zhou Tao was equally moved.

While he had witnessed numerous devoted sons, the extent to which this middle-aged man went was truly exceptional.

After all, it is traditionally said that a man kneels only to heaven and below, and his parents. It required immense courage to kneel before an outsider for the sake of saving his mother.

"Uncle Qiang, please stand up. There's no need for this," Ye Chen urged him quickly.

"Yes, my friend, you are putting me in a difficult position. Please rise quickly. As a doctor, whether you ask or not, I am committed to doing my very best to save a patient's life. You can be assured of that," Zhou Tao stated, assisting the middle-aged man to his feet.

He then inquired of the middle-aged man, "Given the severity of your mother's illness, why was she staying at this particular hospital?"

"Director Zhou, it was not my intention, but I lacked the funds, and the hospitalization costs were pieced together from various sources," the middle-aged man confessed with a sigh.

"To be candid, your mother's condition was manageable initially. However, the treatment plan at this hospital was not suitable for her, and the outdated equipment only exacerbated her illness," Zhou Tao explained, looking at the middle-aged man.

He recognized the man's filial devotion and did not hold him accountable.

Zhou Tao was certain that, given the financial means, the middle-aged man would never have allowed his mother to remain in such a facility.

"Things are as they are; let us not dwell on the past. Is it possible to transfer hospitals now?" Ye Chen asked, attempting to comfort the middle-aged man, noting his expression of remorse.

"The elderly patient is frail due to her age, her physical condition is not strong, and her illness is severe; transferring hospitals at this juncture is not advisable," Zhou Tao replied, shaking his head.

He understood that, given the elderly patient's precarious state, a hospital transfer would entail significant risks.

Zhou Tao's words struck the middle-aged man like a heavy blow. He stood there, dumbfounded and trembling, repeating, "It's all my fault for being so inadequate; I can't even save my own mother..."

Witnessing the middle-aged man's despair, Ye Chen quickly implored, "Uncle Qiang, you cannot succumb to this. You must gather your strength; the elderly patient relies solely on you. If you falter, who will care for her?"

Ye Chen's assurance bolstered the middle-aged man, who quickly responded, "I understand, Mr. Ye, I completely grasp it."

"So there are genuinely no other avenues? Director Zhou, please reconsider thoroughly," Ye Chen inquired with urgency.

"There is a possibility, but it necessitates the hospital's approval. I could conduct the surgery here at this hospital, bringing along the required instruments," Zhou Tao stated, his brow furrowed.

"Having a method is excellent. I will manage this," Ye Chen replied with a confident smile.

His declaration took Zhou Tao and the middle-aged man by surprise, as this was no simple task that could be accomplished by just two individuals; the hospital's consent was paramount.

After all, what hospital would allow an outside specialist to operate on one of their patients? It would be a direct insult, a public mockery of their own medical expertise.

Ye Chen's words also astonished those present, including Zhou Tao and the middle-aged man.

This was certainly not an easily settled matter, yet since Ye Chen had brought it up, they chose to remain silent.

"Mr. Ye, if you can secure the hospital's agreement, I will personally oversee the surgery. I can guarantee the elderly patient's swift recovery post-operation," Zhou Tao said with a broad smile.

"Indeed, leave the hospital arrangements to me, and the surgery to you," Ye Chen responded with a similar grin.

At this juncture, the middle-aged man's expression turned serious, and he interjected, "Director Zhou, I am currently without funds. Might I be permitted to settle the payment at a later date? I will pay as soon as I have sufficient resources."

Before Zhou Tao could utter a word, Ye Chen raised his hand, dismissing the concern. "Worry not about the surgical expenses. I shall bear them entirely."

Hearing Ye Chen's magnanimous offer, the middle-aged man's features lit up with excitement. "Mr. Ye, my deepest gratitude. I am prepared to do anything you ask of me."

Initially, the middle-aged man had been burdened by the prospect of surgical costs, but Ye Chen had now effortlessly resolved this significant obstacle for him.