Chapter 100 Treatment Critical Brain Resuscitation
"Director Song, are you saying that my son might become a vegetable and never wake up?"
"My son~~~" Li Yada was about to cry again.
Zhou Ruili waved his hands in anger: "Why are you howling? Your son is still alive and you're howling like this, it's bad luck!!!"
Director Song nodded gently:
"From my expert perspective, it's understandable. The patient's survival today is a miracle. Let me put it this way: his brain was shattered to pulp from the high-altitude fall, and a lot of cerebrospinal fluid has leaked out..."
Zhou Ruili is a businessman after all, and as a father he is also quite decisive:
"President Qian, Director Song, as long as my son survives, I don't care what the cost is. Please help me find the best doctors at home and abroad and use the best medicine. I will always remember your great kindness."
Dean Qian and Director Song looked at each other and nodded thoughtfully.
Five days passed.
After the expert team from Capital Union Hospital came out of the intensive care unit, their faces were all very pale.
Zhou Ruili's heart skipped a beat when he saw this, and he tried to force a smile and greeted him:
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhou, how is my son?"
Academician Wang sighed softly:
"The situation is more serious than we imagined. The previous surgery was successful, but the brain nerves have not recovered. And today, after a comprehensive examination, we found that the patient has large areas of rales in the lungs, and there is a high probability of pneumonia."
"ah!!!"
Zhou Ruili and his wife were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. The wounds on his body hadn't healed yet, and now he had pneumonia?
Academician Zhou next to him added:
"Don't underestimate pneumonia. The patient's body is like a completely uninhabited country. Foreign bacteria and viruses are like invaders, and the patient has no way to deal with them. Once these bacteria conquer the body, it means the beginning of a systemic infection, which is fatal."
Academician Wang also responded:
"Whether a patient can survive now depends on overcoming two difficulties. One is infection, which requires the best antibiotics; the other is brain resuscitation, but there is currently no specific medicine. If either of these two difficulties cannot be overcome, the patient..."
Zhou Ruili sat down on a chair in the corridor next to him and closed his eyes.
"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou? You have to hold on!"
Zhou Ruili stood up with difficulty and said with a forced smile:
"Thank you both academicians for coming all the way from the capital. Xiao Liu, please help me see these two experts off. Thank you, thank you!"
Two experts were invited to Huadu for consultation, and the consultation fee was 500,000 yuan per person. This was achieved through the help of many people. It doesn't matter if you have money, you can't hire such a great doctor.
Li Yadan held her husband's hand tightly:
"Old Zhou, what should we do? Hurry up and think of a way to save our son!"
Zhou Ruili was also furious. His inherent disbelief in evil made him want to go crazy:
"Since the experts in the capital aren't working, I'm going to ask the Hong Kong medical team to come over for a consultation. If that doesn't work, I'm going to ask European and American doctors. I just don't believe I can't save my son!!!"
As the attending physician, Director of Neurosurgery Song Jiming felt very uncomfortable.
He is considered an expert in neurosurgery in the Huadu medical circle and one of the top doctors in the country. But the patient is lying in his own department while the family members are constantly calling for doctors from other hospitals?
This made Song Jiming, who was usually arrogant, very depressed. He really wanted to say: If you don’t believe me, can you transfer to another hospital?
However, it is strictly forbidden to move patients with such severe head injuries. If he could be transferred to another hospital, Zhou Ruili would have sent his son abroad long ago. Why would he go to such great lengths to find someone?
In his heart, Song Jiming still hopes to save the patient through his own treatment. This is not only a matter of saving face, but also can increase his popularity in the country.
Thinking of this, Song Jiming brought up this matter during the hospital-wide consultation on Monday.
General Surgeon Jin Limin's mind flashed with some key words:
"High fever, coma, neurovascular disease caused by brain damage... Hey, Huang Hui, does this condition sound familiar to you?"
Xu Huanghui thought about it for a moment and thought of the patient with a "malignant fever" who had just been discharged from the hospital:
"Old Jin, are you talking about Sun Xiaoming's case? But the causes of Sun Xiaoming and Zhou Kai's illnesses are different. One was caused by anesthetics, and the other was caused by trauma."
Jin Limin doesn't think so:
"The causes are different, so there aren't many treatment options. Besides treating Zhou Kai's condition symptomatically, what else can we do? He's been in a coma for five days. The longer it lasts, the less likely he'll wake up.
I later consulted Mr. Mao, and he said that Angong Niuhuang Wan can be used for patients with stroke, coma, etc. because of its calming and invigorating effect. Zhou Kai is in this situation now. He is in a coma and cannot be resuscitated by Western medicine, so let's try Chinese medicine.
Even if it doesn't work, we won't lose anything, at least we tried. If it does work, at least we saved a patient's life."
In fact, the doctors all started whispering to each other after hearing this.
Xu Huanghui was originally skeptical about traditional Chinese medicine, but after experiencing Sun Xiaoming's case, she is now a complete believer.
"I think what Lao Jin said is right. We doctors only care about results. It doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white. As long as it can catch mice, it's a good cat. We can talk to Mr. Zhou about it. It's up to him whether he listens or not."
Seeing his colleagues all saying so, Song Jiming followed suit and said:
"Okay, I'll ask the Chinese medicine department to come for a consultation right away. But last time, the child finally relied on Angong Niuhuang Wan. It would be best to find out where they got this stuff."
Xu Huanghui laughed and said, "I have the phone number of the child's parents. I'll ask them for you later."
"Use Traditional Chinese Medicine? Sure, no problem, go ahead. As long as you can save my son, even if you use Tibetan medicine, that's fine."
As soon as Song Jiming and Zhou Ruili got together, Zhou Ruili's attitude was very firm.
For him, anything is a lifeline now, as long as he can grab it. In fact, he and his wife have been praying in various temples in Huadu these days, hoping for a miracle doctor.
Song Jiming smacked his lips:
"The patient's condition is rather special and requires a special medicinal herb. Our hospital doesn't have it, so you need to go out and buy it, Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Ruili patted his chest and said, "You tell me the location, and I have no problem with any price."
"Ahem, Mr. Zhou, have you heard the news that was reported in the media a few days ago about the urgent need for life-saving Angong Niuhuang Pills produced by the 50th or 60th generation, and the asking price of 150,000 yuan per pill?"
People who do business are exposed to a large amount of social information every day. Of course, he had heard about this medical news that caused a sensation in Huadu.
"What does this have to do with my son? Are you saying that my son also needs to take Angong Niuhuang Pills?"
Zhou Ruili didn't know at this time that because of this Angongwan, a big storm would soon arise...
(End of this chapter)
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