After the patient is transferred to the PICU, the data records required by the PICU are much stricter and more detailed than those in the ward, so the amount of medical records naturally increases.
"Zhu Xing, how do you feel?" Wei Shangquan was standing at the head of the bed. When he saw the child's eyelids blink, he leaned over to ask the child.
Zhu Xing's eyelids were swollen and it was a little difficult for him to open his eyes.
"Are you giving him two intravenous injections of furosemide every day?" Cao Zhao asked the doctor in the PICU.
"Yes." Yu Minghui nodded, thinking that this plan was close to the limit of conventional medication, and pushing furosemide was like giving an injection to a dying person. The more diuretics you use, the better. Diuretics have side effects that cannot be ignored.
Cao Zhao refuted her without hesitation: "Edema. You must increase the dosage, which means that the dosage you used before was not in line with expectations. It was too small and not enough. You are worried about potassium deficiency, so you need to supplement potassium. At the same time, you need to insert a gastric tube into him. He can't eat well, and he needs nutritional support."
Surgeons are more aggressive. Imagine a person who performs surgery on patients all day, opening chests and abdomens. He is numb to the patients' physical senses. He does not have the softness and compassion of an internist.
It must be very painful for a patient to have a gastric tube inserted. But they didn't care that he was a child and just inserted it.
This man, even though he was smiling, Yu Minghui could easily associate him with the Buddha statue in her own hospital. She hated that Buddha to the core. Because of Tao Zhijie's strict defense of their Internal Medicine Department 6, it indirectly led to the disbandment of the Internal Medicine Department 6. This fully shows that the smiling man was vicious in his heart, so he drove her away forcefully that night.
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After Cao Zhao finished his suggestion, he raised his head, and for some reason the other party stopped expressing his opinion.
Yu Minghui came back to her senses and said, "Okay, I'll arrange for a nurse to insert a gastric tube into him later."
On the one hand, she felt that the man was cold-hearted, but on the other hand, she had to admit that the child's condition required further nutritional support.
"If the stomach tube can provide good enteral nutrition, don't rush to give intravenous nutrition." Cao Zhao instructed. Doctors should keep more ammunition in case of a worse situation.
In order for the child to get better, a heart transplant is necessary. Yu Minghui asked about the child's waiting time: "Doctor Cao, according to your estimate, how long will this child have to wait?" In fact, what she was asking was that she had just arrived at Shouer and was not sure about the situation of receiving donor organs here, how long the waiting time would be, and what the waiting time would be for a child like Zhu Xing.
"His condition is definitely at the top of the waiting list in our hospital," said Cao Zhao.
Yu Minghui frowned at his affirmative tone, as if she had no intention of commenting, because she saw someone else coming up ahead.
Haohao**** Another group of doctors entered the PICU, and the man in the lead was a decent elite. Classmates Pan and Wei recognized that the other party was the big boss Mu, and they wanted to find a place to hide directly, because they were the ones who talked about him last time.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yongxian and his group of doctors walked straight towards them and pulled open the curtain of the next bed.
What a coincidence, the patient of the competitor lived next door to the patient in their group, and it was a child who was also waiting for a heart transplant opportunity. It was a six-and-a-half-year-old girl, slightly younger than Zhu Xing.
Wei Shangquan secretly took a look at the situation next door, knowing both yourself and the enemy, you will win every battle.
The kid next door was connected to the machine, and he looked very impressive. Wei Shangquan's eyes were drawn to it, and he stared at the kid next door.
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