When he reached the door of the doctor's office, Cao Yong turned around and saw Zhu Huicang standing inside.
Zhu Huicang happened to look up and saw him coming, so he walked to the door and spoke to him: "Why are you here?"
"Someone asked me to come here. Let me ask you, what kind of patient is it?" Cao Yong lowered his voice.
Zhu Huicang pulled him into a corner and told him: "Who else could it be? It's either a big leader or a big boss."
"What's going on?"
"Didn't he show you his medical records?"
"Speak faster," Cao Yong said quickly. An old classmate had summarized the patient's condition succinctly. Why did he have to look through a pile of medical records? It would definitely be too late, and swallowing it whole would not be as effective as a word from his old classmate.
Zhu Huicang held up his glasses and wanted to glare at him, but he still told him: "A patient with sudden myocardial infarction was first sent to the nearby City Sixth Hospital by 120. The City Sixth Hospital could not handle the case and urgently transferred him to our hospital. His condition was very serious when he was sent to us. But the family heard that interventional surgery would be very good and no surgery was needed, so they immediately arranged for a cardiologist to perform the interventional surgery. He was sent to the interventional room for rescue, but his heart stopped twice halfway through the surgery. He was unconscious when he was rescued. Of course, the stent could not be placed. He had to be sent to our cardiac surgery department in a hurry."
After hearing what he said, Cao Yong understood and said, "It's hard to get off the tiger."
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The life of a big boss is not that of an ordinary person, and we must find a way to save him no matter what. If the big boss was more rational and listened to the doctor, it would be fine, and this situation would not have happened. What is more frightening is that people who are used to giving orders usually start to give orders to doctors. In the end, they are shooting themselves in the foot.
Zhou Junpeng was waiting in front. When Cao Yong turned around, he said, "The patient is in bed number one in our intensive care unit."
This kind of patients and their families are not uncommon. Cao Yong calmed down and left his old classmate to walk over. Xie Wanying and Huang Zhilei followed behind him.
I walked into the intensive care unit, where there was a partition for each bed.
When Xie Wanying walked past the beds, she saw the young man she had escorted last time.
The young man is in good spirits now, and it seems that the operation was successful. When he saw her smiling at him, he must have recognized who she was.
Xie Wanying was also very happy. She nodded to the patient and followed her senior brother.
Seeing the patient, Cao Yong said to his junior fellow apprentice: "Go up and check the patient."
Huang Zhilei obeyed the order, pulled out the doctor's flashlight, walked to the head of the bed, and pulled open the patient's eyelids to check the pupils.
Zhou Junpeng turned around to inform Fu Xinheng that someone had arrived.
When her senior brother was examining the patient, Xie Wanying felt that the patient seemed to have a problem with his brain stem.
After Huang Zhilei examined the patient's pupils, he turned around and shook his head at his senior brother.
The patient is now on a ventilator. We need to remove the ventilator tube to know whether he can recover his spontaneous breathing. Cao Yong frowned.
Fu Xinheng came over, saw him, and asked, "Doctor Cao, what do you think of this patient's condition? Can he regain consciousness?"
"What do the family members want?" Cao Yong asked him.
"The family wanted him to continue with the heart surgery, thinking it was a heart problem. But—"
"But why would a patient like this need heart surgery, right?" Cao Yong wanted to laugh when he said this. He was laughing because he was called here to announce the patient's death.
Fu Xinheng said in a mechanical tone: "There is no other way. We need to take care of the emotions of the patient's family. Doctor Cao, you should know this. After all, Doctor Cao, you are a famous doctor, and the patient's family will listen to you."
Cao Yong must be unhappy anyway. Who can be happy about helping to collect corpses?
"Brainstem medulla death."
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