medical treatment

Chapter 533

After three o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming followed Dr. Xiong Jing to the ICU ward of the heart transplant patient in the Department of Cardiac Surgery.

Through the wide transparent window, Yu Zhiming saw five or six people wearing sterile isolation suits surrounding the patient's bed.

"There may be a lot of risk in this drug trial, so I will let the patient talk to his family members, so as not to happen."

Xiong Jing explained a sentence, then sighed softly: "If there is no improvement, it will be a step towards death."

"Also have the right to do a rehearsal."

While speaking, he gestured to the nurse in the ward, and took Yu Zhiming to prepare.

Nearly 10 minutes later, Yu Zhiming and Dr. Xiong, wearing sterile isolation gowns, entered the ICU ward.

The scene was replaced by the patient's family members outside the ward, looking at them through the window.

There are a total of six family members, including three elderly people, the patient's wife, and two young children.

Their eyes were burning, full of hope, and Yu Zhiming didn't dare to look at them.

As far as the patient's treatment is concerned, Yu Zhiming is just a pure instrumental person, and there are many things he can do.

He can only pray with his family members that the medicine prescribed by Dr. Xiong will have a good effect this time.

The nurse in the ICU ward drew the curtains.

This is to prevent the adverse reaction of the patient after the trial of the drug, which requires emergency rescue.
During the rescue process, the family members should not see it, so as to avoid the family members being physically and mentally stimulated.

At this time, the patient may have exhausted his physical strength and energy in the previous communication with his family members, and has fallen into a coma.

Xiong actually didn't bring an assistant in this time.

He delivered one-fifth of the dose of the drug himself, orally or by injection, into the patient's body.

Ten minutes later, after the full effect of the medicine took effect, Yu Zhiming probed the patient's heart again.

A heart is beating weakly.

Yu Zhiming gradually got a feeling, like a dying traveler who is hungry and thirsty, staggering forward in the desert, there is a possibility of falling over anytime and anywhere.

Alas, no miracle happened after all.

Yu Zhiming sighed secretly in his heart, and looked up at Dr. Xiong Jing who was opposite him.

Just as he was about to shake his head, the eyes of two young children lying on the glass appeared in Yu Zhiming's mind.

Those eyes were full of worry and longing.

Yu Zhiming turned his gaze back to the patient again.

Compared with the last time, he clearly noticed that the patient's physical condition was much worse.

Indeed, as Dr. Xiong said before, if the treatment does not improve, let alone other things, the heart is weaker, and it is likely to collapse and stop beating.

After thinking for a moment, Yu Zhiming calmed down and probed and sensed the patient's heart again.

Looking forward to finding out the possibility of saving.

After exploring again for a while, Yu Zhiming had a vague feeling.

It seems that this heart has improved a little bit.

Like a person who was dying of thirst in the desert, he finally found a few drops of dew and drank it.

There is an effect, but the effect is better than nothing.

Yu Zhiming turned his attention to Dr. Xiong Jing again, and said slowly, "Dr. Xiong, the patient has been receiving various medications since the operation."

"Has the body developed enough resistance?"

Xiong Jing nodded and replied, "There is such a possibility."

He came to his senses immediately, and said eagerly, "Doctor Yu, what do you mean, one-fifth of the dose of the test drug cannot produce a stimulating effect due to the offset of drug resistance and other factors?"

Yu Zhiming said, "I'm not sure about this."

"It's just that in my perception, compared with the previous two tests, the positive effect of this test is still somewhat, but it's too slight."

"If I didn't concentrate on perception, I wouldn't even notice it."

These words made Xiong become tangled.

"That's because my medicine is wrong, it doesn't work?"

"Or is it because the drug is insufficient and offset by drug resistance, resulting in negligible effect?"

Yu Zhiming suggested: "Doctor Xiong, there is only one verification method, let the patient take the full dose of medicine."

After a pause, he said again: "I think the full dose of medicine is still not enough, it's better to be [-] times."

"One and a half times?"

Xiong Jing's eyes doubled, and he asked, "Doctor Yu, do you know what this [-] times means?"

"As far as the patient's current physical and mental condition is concerned, if the drug does not work as we expected, it will become a life-threatening drug and can directly send the patient away."

Between the two of them talking, Yu Zhiming's hand never left the patient's left chest.

He said with determination: "Doctor Xiong, I'm sure the medicine you've prepared this time will have a good effect."

"That's the amount of medicine..."

Yu Zhiming felt it again and said, "The full dose should be insufficient. I think it's better to increase it to [-] times."

"What do you think?" Xiong Jing's tone was full of doubts.

Yu Zhiming explained: "Doctor Xiong, I often make diagnoses based on my feelings."

"Let's put it this way, I'm lucky. So far, I haven't missed it."

A pimple formed between Xiong Jing's brows, "The problem is, this time it's a medication, not a diagnosis."

Yu Zhiming withdrew his hand from the patient and remained silent.

What he wants to say has already been said, how to make a decision is Dr. Xiong Jing's business.

Yu Zhiming couldn't put more pressure on Dr. Xiong, because he couldn't guarantee that the feeling this time was right.

Furthermore, there was a real problem with this treatment, and it was Dr. Xiong who took the responsibility.

not him.

Yu Zhiming only has the right to make suggestions, and it is not good to turn against customers.

Xiong actually walked back and forth in the ward a few times anxiously, then suddenly stopped and looked at Yu Zhiming.

"Doctor Yu, your assistance work here today is over, you can go back first."

"I need someone to think about it."

Yu Zhiming hummed, nodded to Dr. Xiong, and left the ward.

As soon as he came out of the ICU, Zhou Mo and Qing Ning, who were guarding outside, approached immediately, and the patient's family members also surrounded him.

"Doctor Yu, how is my son?"

"Is my husband better?"

"Doctor, is my father?"

Yu Zhiming met the patient's apprehensive or worried eyes, and replied, "It hasn't gotten better, nor has it gotten worse."

"Doctor Xiong is still thinking about the treatment method inside..."

He briefly answered a few concerns of the family members, and then left the cardiac surgery together with Qing Ning and Zhou Mo.

Gu Qingning showed Yu Zhiming the chess box in his hand, and said with a smile, "Zhiming, Mr. Cao signed the chess transfer agreement."

"The transfer price is fifty thousand."

Yu Zhi groaned, and said, "I hope that the next inspection when he has a fever can find something."

Gu Qingning smiled lightly and said, "There will definitely be discoveries. There are no intractable diseases that you can't solve."

Yu Zhiming reached out and tapped the tip of her nose, and said, "You have more confidence than me."

Gu Qingning said hehe: "Of course I have confidence in you. This confidence is based on the various cases that you have successfully solved one after another."

"You never disappoint."

Yu Zhiming chuckled...

After four o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming returned to the rented apartment in Zijinyuan Community alone.

After washing up for a while, he went back to the bedroom to rest...

Department of Cardiac Surgery, Huashan Hospital.

Xiong had already returned to his office, pacing non-stop between the door and the window.

He has been doing this for over half an hour.

After thinking to no avail, he let out a long and irritated sigh, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull his hair.

By the time Xiong realized something was wrong, he had pulled thirty or forty hairs out of his hands.

This made him feel bad.

Originally, my hair was very thin, but if it continues like this, it won't take long for me to become bald.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the mobile phone on the desk, found Dr. Wang Chunyuan's number, and dialed it.

The phone rang twice and was connected.

"Doctor Xiong, what's the matter?"

"It's the same heart transplant patient, something new happened today..."

Xiong actually recounted what happened in the ICU ward in the afternoon.

"Doctor Wang, this is [-] times the dose of the medicine. If it doesn't work out, you will die."

Wang Chunyuan asked rhetorically during the call: "Doctor Xiong, you are so troubled, do you also agree with Dr. Yu's suggestion?"

this……

Xiong Jing was silent for a moment, and said: "The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Dr. Yu has proved his medical prowess with countless examples, and I don't think he will take his advice seriously."

"It's just that this involves the patient's life after all."

"The important thing is that this is the drug field for heart transplantation. Dr. Yu has not shown his ability in this area before."

Wang Chunyuan chuckled, and asked again: "Since you have been worrying so much, why don't you use your own medication plan?"

Xiong Jing explained: "As far as the patient's physical and mental condition is concerned, it is necessary to work hard and figure it out slowly, which will only make the situation worse, and the patient's heart can no longer afford much trouble."

"According to the dosage I prescribed for the patient to take it, if the effect is not optimal, the degree of final recovery will be limited."

"It doesn't make much sense to linger on for another three to five months!"

After a moment of silence, Wang Chunyuan said on the phone: "Doctor Xiong, if you don't have confidence in your own plan, just follow Dr. Yu's suggestion."

"Why?" Xiong Jing blurted out.

Wang Chunyuan replied: "Dr. Yu has perception abilities that none of us have, and he also has amazing medical intuition."

"Although it is a bit mysterious, it is the truth."

"Let's put it this way, if Dr. Yu and I disagree on the patient's diagnosis, I will trust him instead of myself."

"Because Dr. Yu hasn't missed it yet."

Xiong couldn't help questioning, "But..."

"Nothing but!"

Wang Chunyuan interrupted: "Doctor Xiong, you don't even have confidence in your own medication plan, so why don't you trust the one who is always right?"

After a short pause, he chuckled again and said, "In the treatment of patients, sometimes it is necessary to gamble on luck and prescribe size."

"For example, you now have to choose between doubling the dosage and [-] times the dosage."

"Doctor Xiong, think about the similar things you have experienced, have you made the right choice?"

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