"Which bed?" Tao Zhijie asked.
Xie Wanying looked at little Yangyang who was sitting on the sofa and said, "Patient in bed 20."
It was his mother. The doctor wanted to know what happened to his mother. Yangyang's heart was beating fast, and he touched his heart with his hands.
Tao Zhijie pulled the little girl to sit down and allowed the little apprentice sister to say, "You speak."
If the junior sister was telling bad news, she definitely wouldn't dare to say it in front of the kids, so it could only be good news.
"Brother, can you do another cardiac ultrasound for Bed 20? I suspect that cardiac problems cannot be ruled out in her case. Some of her clinical indicators are not consistent with hepatic ascites." Xie Wanying said, "It is best to do angiography of the inferior vena cava. Even if she needs to be discharged from the hospital, we need to find out what the problem is and the medicine matches the cause, so that the patient can really get better."
"It's not that we won't arrange the inferior vena cava angiography for her. It should be arranged, but her family suddenly said they don't want to do it." Gong Xiangbin interrupted.
"If the family members are worried about the cost, we can explain it clearly to them. If the cause of the disease is accurately identified, the medication will be targeted and money will not be wasted," said Xie Wanying.
The family members have lost confidence in the treatment. They feel that the patient is not getting better no matter how they are treated in the hospital, and it is a pure waste of money, so they want to just let the patient go home and wait to die.
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Gong Xiangbin sighed and thought it was not a good idea to say something like "your mother is waiting to die" in front of the children.
Patients’ family members may not have confidence if they don’t understand medicine, but doctors should not be the first to lose confidence. Xie Wanying thought about it and said bluntly: “Doctors are soldiers, they cannot be the first to surrender.”
Junior sister's words really hit my heart.
Tao Zhijie couldn't help but laugh.
As expected, his subordinates heard what she said and glared at her.
"You——" Gong Xiangbin held his head, thinking that what she said was right. He was almost losing confidence.
"Did you bring the medical records?" Tao Zhijie extended his hand to the junior sister who always gave advice.
Seeing that Senior Brother Tao was interested, Xie Wanying quickly handed the medical record of bed No. 20 to him for review.
Sitting next to the doctor, Yangyang carefully looked at the expressions of each doctor present, his little nostrils panting: What will happen to his mother next? I hope the doctor can save his mother.
"Ask the family members to come over and talk to them. They have used some cardiovascular drugs before, with good results." Tao Zhijie said after reviewing the patient's previous treatment plan and medical records.
"She is a hepatitis B patient, so it is unlikely that it is completely cardiac." He Guangyou added cautiously that even if it is cardiac, it is useless. Cirrhosis is absolute, and the only thing left is to wait for a liver transplant.
Tao Zhijie must have considered this issue, otherwise he would not have said that he would discharge the patient according to the family's request. From a purely medical point of view, without a liver available for transplant, Yangyang's mother would eventually die.
Xie Wanying didn't think so. She said, "Relieve the symptoms, step by step, and buy her some time. Every extra second a patient lives has meaning. This is the value of a doctor."
"Yes, I will accompany my mother, and I will be grown up by then." Although Yangyang didn't understand the medical terms used by the doctors, he agreed with what his sister said.
For patients with a predetermined death date, it is very stressful for the family members and doctors. As Xie Wanying said, some doctors lose confidence in treating patients.
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