Chapter 354 She risked her life for a miracle!

Su Yue opened the metal box, took out a sealed bottle of reagent, and injected it into the nebulizer.

"You're going to give him nebulizer treatment?" Dr. Liu exclaimed. "His lungs can't absorb it at all right now! This will only worsen his oxygen deficiency!"

“His lungs are blocked by phlegm and dead bacteria.” Su Yue put the mask on Tie Dan’s face and turned it on. “The bacteriophages go in, break down the bacteria, and liquefy the phlegm at the same time. This is the only way.”

White mist rose up and enveloped the child's bluish-purple face.

Everyone held their breath.

One minute.

Two minutes.

The monitor suddenly emitted a sharp alarm sound.

"Heart rate 160! Premature ventricular contractions!" the nurse screamed. "Her blood oxygen has dropped to 50!"

Director Liao rushed over and tried to pull out the nebulizer: "Stop! Are you trying to kill him?!"

Su Yue pressed her face mask tightly, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

She's gambling.

The question is whether the endotoxins released when bacteriophages lyse bacteria will trigger an immune storm.

Or, the airway is opened first, before that.

"Gu Beichen!" Su Yue suddenly called out.

Gu Beichen, who was guarding the door, stepped in and stood behind Su Yue like an iron tower.

He didn't understand medicine, but he understood Su Yue.

"Anyone who dares to touch her will have to get past me first." Gu Beichen's hand was on his belt. Although he wasn't carrying a gun, his menacing aura forced Director Liao to take two steps back.

Su Yue stared at the monitor.

The numbers are jumping wildly.

48……45……40……

This is the brink of death.

"cough!"

The child in the hospital bed suddenly convulsed violently, and his chest collapsed abruptly.

“It’s over…” Dr. Liu covered his face.

The next second, a stream of thick, yellowish-green phlegm gushed out from the endotracheal tube, splattering all over the transparent mask.

Su Yue quickly removed her mask and inserted the suction tube.

The negative pressure machine made a gurgling sound.

The clumps of dirt blocking the airway were sucked away.

The curve on the monitor suddenly flattened for a moment.

Then, the numbers started jumping.

45……50……60……70……

Although it is still low, it is recovering.

The bellows-like breathing sound changed, becoming clearer.

Su Yue threw away the suction tube and put the nebulizer mask back on.

"continue."

This time, no one dared to stop them.

...

Four hours.

For a full four hours, Su Yue did not leave the hospital bed for a single moment.

She was like a statue, staring at the fluctuating numbers, constantly adjusting the nebulizer dosage and ventilator parameters.

Director Liao initially tried to find fault, but later simply moved a chair to the corner and sat down, becoming increasingly alarmed as he looked around.

This woman's technique is so steady.

The timing of each medication administration and each suctioning was absolutely precise.

They are even more experienced than the experts from Beijing.

"Blood oxygen is 85." Dr. Liu looked at the monitor, his voice trembling. "The temperature has also come down to 38.5 degrees Celsius."

This is simply a miracle.

This morning, he was on the verge of death, but now he's been pulled back halfway.

Noon.

The ward door was pushed open.

Tie Dan's mother, the female worker at the cannery, was helped in by a nurse.

Her eyes were swollen like peaches. When she saw the child breathing steadily in the hospital bed, her legs went weak and she knelt down.

"Tiedan... my son..."

The child on the bed moved his eyelids.

Su Yue bent down, turned off the atomizer, and removed the mask.

"Tiedan." She gently patted the child's cheek. "Can you hear Auntie?"

The child struggled to open his eyes, his vision somewhat unfocused.

He moved his lips and let out a very faint hum.

"mom……"

This sound was louder than thunder.

Tie Dan's mother rushed over, grabbed her child's feet, and burst into tears.

A cheer erupted outside the corridor.

The family members, doctors, and nurses who had been waiting all morning breathed a sigh of relief at that moment.

Director Liao stood up, straightened his white coat, and walked up to Su Yue.

He glanced at the empty reagent bottle, then at Su Yue.

Then, he bowed deeply.

"Dr. Su, I, Lao Liao, am convinced."

He is straightforward and, although stubborn, he believes in reason.

“I’ve never heard of this treatment before. But the facts speak for themselves: you saved this child’s life.” Director Liao straightened up, his tone tinged with awe. “That pledge is null and void. I’ll go and report to the dean right away, applying to promote your phage therapy during this flu season.”

Su Yue tried to smile as a sign of modesty.

But as soon as he twitched his lips, it was as if a power switch had been pulled in front of him.

The world spun around.

The feeling of exhaustion from being completely drained overwhelmed her instantly.

"Su Yue!"

In the last second before losing consciousness, she felt herself fall into a hard yet warm embrace.

That familiar minty and tobacco flavor.

It's Gu Beichen.

...

When Su Yue woke up again, she felt as if she had swallowed a handful of sand.

She moved her fingers.

My hand is stinging a bit; I have an IV drip in it.

The surrounding area consisted of familiar white walls, and a faint smell of disinfectant lingered in the air.

"woke up?"

A deep voice sounded in my ear.

Gu Beichen sat on a chair by the bed, holding a book in his hand, but the book was upside down.

Seeing that she had opened her eyes, he immediately put down his book, leaned over, and placed his palm on her forehead.

"No fever."

Su Yue opened her mouth, but the voice that came out was hoarse and unpleasant: "Tiedan..."

"Full of energy." Gu Beichen poured a glass of warm water, inserted a straw, and brought it to her lips. "She just drank a bowl of millet porridge and is now clamoring for canned food."

Su Yue took a couple of sips of water, and her throat finally felt a little better.

She let out a long sigh and sank into the soft pillow.

He came back to life.

"You slept for a full twenty hours." Gu Beichen put down the cup, his gaze falling on her face with a hint of reproach, but even more so with lingering fear. "Chen Xinyue said you didn't close your eyes in the lab either. Su Yue, were you trying to exhaust yourself?"

Su Yue turned her head to look at him.

This man wasn't much better.

A layer of bluish stubble appeared on his chin, and the bloodshot eyes were even more pronounced than hers.

It's estimated that he's been staying here for the past twenty hours.

"I'm fine." Su Yue tried to reach out and touch his face, but Gu Beichen grabbed her wrist and shoved her back under the covers.

"Behave yourself."

There was a knock on the door.

The dean, along with Director Liao and a large group of doctors in white coats, filed in.

This entourage looks like they're here to visit some rare animal.

"Dr. Su, you are a great hero of our hospital!" The hospital director smiled so broadly that his face was full of wrinkles. "This time, your phage therapy has really made a name for itself throughout the entire military region! Just now, the leaders of the General Logistics Department's Health Department personally called to inquire about it, saying that they would immediately organize an expert group to come down and investigate, and prepare to include it in the wartime medical reserve project!"

Su Yue was stunned for a moment.

Strategic reserves?

That's a rather big step.

“Um…” Su Yue cleared her throat, “Dean, although this treatment is effective, the current preparation process is still quite complex and the cost is high. If we want to promote it on a large scale, we’ll probably have to build a dedicated biopharmaceutical workshop.”