: Change your way of life

Author: Zhen Xiong Chumo

: Change your way of life

"Xiaoji, what needs to be done to improve the success rate of the operation?" Deng Chaohong asked.

Obviously, Deng Chaohong was very concerned about this.

Ji Xiang was curious, something seemed wrong with Deng Chaohong today.

Deng Chaohong hesitated slightly after seeing Ji Xiang's gaze, and said directly, "Recently, several of my classmates have been contacting me and asking me about the recovery process of our patients after surgery. They even asked me in detail about every physical examination."

"I feel like they're coveting this technique."

"I didn't participate in Neymar's surgery, but I didn't understand Zhao Dali's surgery at the time. Later, I kept paying attention to this young man. His recovery can be said to be very good. If..."

Deng Chaohong hesitated for a moment and then told the truth.

Not only sports medicine specialists, but also general orthopedic surgeons are well aware of the value of this procedure.

I definitely can't think that Ji Xiang doesn't know. If that's the case, he's not taking people seriously.

Ji Xiang smiled and did not interrupt Deng Chaohong.

"I'm just talking about it to make money." Deng Chaohong said calmly, "I think Xiaoji's surgery is still focused on embolization and resection of kidney cancer."

At this point, Deng Chaohong himself felt embarrassed. He rubbed his hands and smiled apologetically.

It's like being with my mentor many years ago.

"It is indeed quite profitable to perform surgeries on athletes, especially top athletes." Ji Xiang said with a smile, "Teacher Deng, there is definitely no problem with the surgical technique."

"The difficulty is to damage the capillary network as little as possible. Previous surgical techniques were too rough."

Deng Chaohong was ashamed.

"It will be better if you have more experience, and if someone comes to you for surgery, I will arrange a table for you."

finally!

Deng Chaohong received a positive reply from Ji Xiang.

Although he was a little ashamed, Deng Chaohong couldn't care less.

What most people know now is that their "students" casually completed Neymar's surgery, and Neymar recovered well.

If I, as a teacher, took action, the surgery would definitely be better!

Deng Chaohong smiled, slightly embarrassed.

I can make some money with Ji Xiang's help, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

"Xiao Ji, what do I say to the sports president?"

"I am an assistant, you are the teacher, you perform the surgery, the success rate is not low." Ji Xiang answered very politely, in line with Deng Chaohong's intention.

"It's really... it's really..." Deng Chaohong rubbed his hands, not knowing what to say.

"When will the patient come?" Ji Xiang asked.

"I didn't say, I guess I might go to the Magic City."

"oh."

Seeing Ji Xiang's reluctance, Deng Chaohong quickly advised, "Xiao Ji, there are many large tertiary hospitals in Shanghai with high standards and higher incomes. It would be better to find another platform."

"I...am not short of money."

"!!!"

Deng Chaohong was stunned for a moment and sighed deeply in his heart.

There is no shortage of money, this reason is really enviable.

However, Deng Chaohong knew that Ji Xiang was definitely not talking nonsense. A SCI paper cost tens of thousands of yuan, and selling it for 10,000 yuan would be a big favor. But Ji Xiang actually smiled slightly, didn't care, and gave it away casually.

The gap between people is really big, Deng Chaohong thought about it, and his heart was filled with sadness.

But he soon became happy. If Ji Xiang was short of money, how could he have such a good opportunity?

Just as Deng Chaohong was thinking about it, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hello?"

"Ah! Where is it?"

"Okay, okay, I'll be there soon!"

Deng Chaohong hung up the phone and hurriedly ran out.

"Xiaoji, I'm going to the intensive care unit."

Deng Chaohong ran a few steps and found Ji Xiang following him. This kid is really trustworthy, Deng Chaohong thought to himself.

While waiting for the elevator, Deng Chaohong took the initiative and said, "Once upon a time, the daughter of a nurse in the department was sick, and she thought about taking medicine."

"Is he okay?"

"No, he's not breathing on his own." Deng Chaohong frowned, "He is in the intensive care unit, and he is said to be brain dead."

Brain dead!

Vegetative!!

Ji Xiang was slightly startled.

Arriving at the door of the intensive care unit, a middle-aged woman squatted on the ground, covering her eyes with her hands, tears streaming from her fingers.

"Qu Dan, what's going on?" Deng Chaohong asked.

"Brother Deng, I don't know either. The child is studying at home. I went to deliver fruit, and she smiled at me, then turned around and fell to the ground. I...I..."

"I'll go take a look."

Deng Chaohong did not comfort the middle-aged woman, but entered the door of the intensive care unit.

Ji Xiang followed Deng Chaohong and put on sterile clothes, changed his shoes, and strode in.

After asking about the situation, Deng Chaohong and Ji Xiang were dumbfounded.

The director of the intensive care unit considered that the patient had taken an oral overdose and should have committed suicide. He had not been breathing spontaneously since before he was sent to the hospital, and he still is not breathing now. He was considered brain dead and already in a vegetative state.

The patient is currently assisted by a ventilator to breathe and is fine for the time being.

Deng Chaohong frowned and sighed.

"Director Lei, is there any hope?" Deng Chaohong asked.

The director of the intensive care unit said with a straight face, "Although the rescue was timely, the current situation is not optimistic."

Not optimistic. These three words have many extended meanings. In the current context, they can basically be understood as having a high probability of brain death and vegetative state.

Ji Xiang quietly went for a simple physical examination. The patient's neurological reflexes were indeed as Director Lei of the Intensive Care Unit said, very pessimistic, and the score was almost zero.

The diagnosis of this patient is relatively simple, but his age is quite embarrassing.

After cardiopulmonary resuscitation after cardiac arrest, although the patient recovered his spontaneous heart rate, he was still deeply comatose, unable to breathe on his own, and had low blood pressure, requiring vasopressors to maintain blood pressure.

Now she has a tube inserted and relies on a ventilator to assist her breathing.

As the ventilator was running, the patient's chest wall rose and fell. This sight made Ji Xiang feel empty.

Deng Chaohong had nothing to do. After asking about the situation, he went out and talked to the patient's family.

When encountering something like this, all the doctor can do is comfort.

It was obvious that Deng Chaohong was in a bad mood. Half an hour later, he led Ji Xiang away with red eyes.

"Xiao Ji, this nurse was really good at her job back then. It's a pity that she was an outsider. One year, the hospital went crazy. That was... the year when all the doctors and nurses in the hospital who were not on staff were sent out for labor dispatch."

Ji Xiang vaguely knew about this. In order to avoid many problems, unemployed doctors and nurses were managed by a labor service company, and the labor service company signed a contract with the hospital.

"The hospital didn't understand it at the time, so all those nurses were fired. The ones who came later were a little lazy, so every time something happened, we missed them. Although they no longer work here, they have been there all these years.

I still help as much as possible when taking people to see a doctor or something.

Every year, I also meet a few of them to have dinner together and catch up on old times. But who would have thought that something like this would happen."

Deng Chaohong said and sighed.

He didn't say much about labor dispatch. He just explained a background. Then he came to the fire escape. Just as he was about to take out a cigarette, the cigarette case was already handed to him.

Deng Chaohong took the cigarette, and he was in a bad mood, "It has not been easy for Xiaoqu these years. It is said that her daughter's grades were very good. When she was admitted to a key high school, several doctors and nurses who were close to us even had a drink to celebrate."

"Who would have thought...sigh."

"Children are under a lot of pressure. During my internship, I met a high school student who jumped off the building because she came second in the exam and couldn't accept that someone had better grades than her," Ji Xiang said.

Deng Chaohong shook his head.

"Teacher Deng, do you think there is a chance to wake up?"

"No." Deng Chaohong gave an affirmative answer.
To be continued...