After Lin Lin left the operating room, he did not go directly back to his office.
Instead, he went to the medical office on the second floor to find Nan Sheng.
"Have you found any relevant information about Patient No. 26?" Lin Lin asked.
Nan Sheng shook her head and said, "No, I just contacted the regional household registration department and couldn't find any relevant information about him."
"According to normal development, the regional household registration department shouldn't be without relevant information about him. After all, when we were still District Z, we already conducted a surprising number of investigations and registrations. It makes no sense that they wouldn't be able to find information now."
Lin Lin's brows were furrowed, his face full of suspicion. He paced back and forth in the medical office, muttering to himself, "This is weird, so weird."
"The identity of Patient No. 26 is a mystery. We have to have no clue. The follow-up plan of the operation must refer to his medical history." As she spoke, she raised her hand and rubbed her temples. The fatigue of staying up all night for the operation could not offset the anxiety in her heart.
Nan Sheng asked, "Sister Lin Lin, didn't you just complete the surgery on him? Why do you have a follow-up surgery plan?"
Lin Lin sighed slightly, paused, and explained, "This surgery only removed the most critical part of the lesion, but during the operation, we discovered that he still has some underlying lesions in his body. The location is tricky, and it would be extremely risky to treat them rashly."
"I had hoped to get a detailed medical history and make a thorough plan before a second surgery, but now I can't even find out his identity."
Nan Sheng suddenly realized something and was about to speak when the phone on the desk suddenly rang.
She quickly picked up the phone, listened to a few words, and then her face became serious. She hung up and looked at Lin Lin, "Sister Lin Lin, it's the laboratory department calling. They said that the blood sample of patient No. 26 was abnormal. Many indicators were unreasonable. They suspected it was a rare disease, but the specific cause could not be determined."
Lin Lin's eyes glared, and he cursed softly, "Misfortunes never come singly! There's no medical history, and the test results are so troublesome."
"Let's go to the laboratory to check the samples first."
The two of them hurried to the laboratory and stared at the tubes of blood samples through the glass. Lin Lin's brows were twisted into a knot.
The examiner pointed at the data and talked endlessly about the doubts, but Lin Lin fell into deep thought: the patient's identity, abnormal blood sample, and hidden medical history were like a tangled mess, making her upset.
Suddenly, an idea struck her, and she turned to Nan Sheng and asked, "When you contacted the household registration department, did you mention details like his clothing and belongings when he was admitted to the hospital? Sometimes, the most insignificant things might hold crucial clues."
Nan Sheng was stunned and said regretfully, "I... didn't mention it. I'll contact him right away." Then he hurried to the office.
Lin Lin continued to stay in the laboratory and re-sorted the clues at hand.
Not long after, Nan Sheng came trotting back, a look of frustration and anxiety on her face. "Sister Lin Lin, the household registration department said they've checked the details I provided, but still haven't found anything. When he was admitted to the hospital, he was wearing ordinary clothes with no brand or markings, and there were only a few coins in his pocket. There's no useful clues at all."
Lin Lin gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling but helpless. The clues were completely broken and the patient was still in the ward, his life or death uncertain.
Just when I was worrying, the phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated. It was an emergency call from the ward nurse, informing me that Patient No. 26 had fallen into a coma and his vital signs were rapidly declining.
Lin Lin's face suddenly changed, and he rushed to the ward, with Nan Sheng following closely behind.
Upon entering the ward, the piercing alarm of the monitor struck his eardrums. Lin Lin quickly rushed to the bedside and, after checking the patient's condition, immediately decided to take the risk of activating the hospital's newly introduced, yet not yet fully mature, new monitoring equipment in an attempt to pinpoint the source of the disease.
The equipment was in place and debugged, lights and shadows flickered on the screen, and complex images gradually appeared. Lin Lin stared at the screen, and his breathing unconsciously became lighter.
Suddenly, an extremely obscure shadow area appeared at the edge of the organ. Lin Lin's heart was shocked, and he instantly caught this abnormal detail. He initially judged that it was most likely the "culprit" that caused the patient's coma and abnormal indicators.
However, this area is too dangerous and close to major blood vessels, making the operation more difficult than imagined.
Zhao Ming actually received the emergency notice together with Lin Lin. The serious voice on the other end of the phone revealed the urgency of the situation.
Zhao Ming's heart skipped a beat. He was planning to leave immediately, but was stopped by a sudden equipment failure in the department.
The logistics maintenance technician couldn't get here in a short time, so he could only grit his teeth and check it himself. Time passed quickly as he fiddled with it anxiously. After the fault was resolved, he hurriedly washed his hands and rushed to the designated location.
When he rushed over, Lin Lin was concentrating on examining Patient No. 26.
The ward was silent, with only the slight beeping sound from the instruments. Lin Lin's slender figure was busy beside the bed, his eyes fixed on the display screen, his brows slightly furrowed. It was obvious that the situation was not optimistic.
Zhao Ming stepped into the ward lightly and stood in the corner, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Lin Lin's operation.
The examination was finally over. Lin Lin breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to rub his sore neck, and turned around to see Zhao Ming.
"You're finally here." Lin Lin's voice was hoarse with fatigue, but his eyes showed the relief of seeing his companion.
Zhao Ming's face was full of apology. He took a few steps forward and said, "I'm really sorry. There was a problem with the equipment in the department, and it delayed us for quite a while."
"What's the patient's current condition? I heard they haven't even found out their household registration information, so I'm afraid it's going to be difficult to carry out follow-up treatment." As he spoke, his eyes fell on the unconscious patient on the bed, his eyes full of worry.
Lin Lin shook his head helplessly and handed over the test report. "It's very tricky. The previous surgery only removed the most fatal lesion, but there are still hidden lesions in the body, and the location is very tricky."
"I had been planning a second surgery based on my medical history, but now I have no idea what to do."
"Well, the data from the latest examination is not ideal. The condition has worsened severely. I have to undergo a second operation immediately, but the risks..." She didn't finish her words and clenched her hands unconsciously.
Zhao Ming flipped through the report in his hand, his brows furrowed into a deep "川" shape, muttering to himself, "He just came out of surgery less than two hours ago. How can his body withstand such a torture? Even a strong man can't withstand this." As he spoke, he glanced worriedly at Patient No. 26, who was unconscious and pale on the bed, and shook his head slightly.
After closing the report, Zhao Ming folded his arms across his chest, staring intently at the instrument screen. He continued, "I took a closer look. Strangely, his organs are acting abnormally active, completely unlike what they should be after surgery. Yet, the flow rate of the extracorporeal circulation machine hasn't decreased. Normally, organ activity and extracorporeal circulation support should gradually adapt and stabilize. This situation is completely abnormal."
"Can we... try to reduce the extracorporeal flow and see how the organs perform?" Zhao Ming leaned slightly to the side, looking at Lin Lin with sincerity and a hint of tentativeness. His eyes held both a determination to risk everything and a hidden worry about unknown risks.
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