After nine o'clock in the evening, a conference room on the third floor of the Rheumatology and Immunology Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Fujian Medical University was brightly lit.
Zhou Luo ended his call with Zhou Mo, looked up at Shen Qi, Sui Chi, and Duan Yi, and said, "You heard the content of the call. An old friend of Director Qi suddenly passed away while having lunch with the teacher and Director Qi."
"The teacher is in a bad mood, so we should not disturb him."
Duan Yi asked, "Teacher, are you feeling bad because you couldn't save that person?"
Shen Qi glanced at the guy and said, "With your ability, as long as there is a possibility of treatment, you will definitely not give up."
"That person's death only proves one thing: a terminal illness like that, and even teachers are powerless to help."
"It's probably this feeling of helplessness that makes the teacher feel bad. We've all had this feeling before."
Shen Qi sighed, and then continued, "The teacher is thousands of miles away, unable to fully utilize his abilities. Even if we call for help, the assistance we can get is quite limited."
"It's better not to disturb the teacher anymore."
Zhou Luo nodded and said slowly: "We should also stop being dependent on teachers."
"Before, when we faced patients with complex conditions, we racked our brains but found nothing. However, we didn't feel anxious or nervous, even if the patient's condition was worrying."
"Because we all know that the teacher is there, and we can solve our problems by just handing them over to the teacher."
“Many past facts have also proved this.”
Zhou Luo glanced at Shen Qi, Sui Chi, and Duan Yi, and continued, "This makes us feel safe and secure, and we feel reliant on them."
"And this sense of dependence makes us lack the true sense of urgency of life and death, and prevents us from fully exerting ourselves and breaking through ourselves."
Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi all nodded in agreement.
Duan Yi looked at the various medical examination documents piled up on the conference table. As she sorted them out, she said, "The patient won't last two days. He has no choice but to rely on us."
"We can only rely on ourselves!"
"I'll go through the medical records again carefully, maybe I can find something new in the details."
Sui Chi turned around and looked at the three messy whiteboards that were filled with words or English letters, scribbled everywhere.
"I'll review today's consultation ideas again to see if there are any areas where I'm not fully aware of the problem."
Shen Qi said, "I'll go talk to the patient's attending physician, parents, and family to see if there are any omissions."
Zhou Luoze said: "I'll go to the ward to see the patient and check his body..."
The four of them divided the work and got busy...
Zhou Luo, wearing a sterile isolation suit, entered the ICU ward and looked at the pale-faced twenty-year-old man lying unconscious on the bed. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
This young man first developed symptoms such as low fever and headache eight nights ago. Thinking it was a cold and fever, he didn't take it seriously. He took two antipyretic pills and went to bed.
Unexpectedly, his fever exceeded 40 degrees in the middle of the night and he fell into a coma when he was sent to the hospital. He has been in a coma until now.
After repeated examinations, it was finally discovered that the young man's immune system was attacked.
However, subsequent examinations ruled out several possible autoimmune diseases.
Soon after, the young man's heart, liver, kidneys and other organs also began to have problems.
By now, the young man's immunity has dropped significantly, and his internal organs are barely maintained under the effect of the medicine.
Zhou Luo and his companions once thought it was poisoning or a viral infection, but routine toxin testing and virus culture did not find any problems.
Zhou Luo was more inclined to believe it was a poisoning reaction.
However, the substance that caused his poisoning was so rare that the hospital was unable to detect it.
Zhou Luo also learned from the hospital that this is the only unidentified case found in the entire Quanzhou.
Rare poisons also mean they are difficult to obtain and expensive. The possibility of a 20-year-old college student being deliberately poisoned is quite small.
Zhou Luo suggested breastfeeding, with the intention of boosting the patient's own immunity and also detoxifying the patient...
Zhou Luo looked at the patient's real-time physical monitoring data and performed a simple physical examination, but his heart sank.
The physical condition previously caused by breastfeeding has stabilized and is weakening. According to this trend, the young patient can only last for one day at most.
Zhou Luo left the ICU ward and took off his sterile isolation suit. A young girl in her twenties walked over to him.
"Doctor, he should be okay, right?"
Zhou Luo looked at the strange girl with long flowing hair and a concerned expression, and asked instead of answering, "Are you his?"
"High school classmate!"
The young girl replied, bit her lip, and whispered, "She's also his ex-girlfriend."
Zhou Luo uttered an "oh" and said, "His condition is not very optimistic. He has been issued a critical illness notice."
He then asked, "Did you have any contact with him before he became ill? Was he acting differently than usual?"
Zhou Luo just asked casually, but unexpectedly found that the young girl hesitated.
He suddenly brightened up and said, "Given his current condition, if the cause of his illness is not found and effective treatment is not provided, he may not make it tomorrow."
"If you know of anything unusual, please let me know. It might be the key to saving his life."
The young girl blushed and stammered, "Does that change in ability count?"
Zhou Luo said seriously, "Any abnormality will be considered. Please describe it in detail."
The young girl blushed as blood and hummed like a mosquito, "Well, well, he used to be very bad at that. It only lasted two or three minutes, and then we separated."
"This summer, he came to see me again, and that topic lasted more than half an hour."
"I asked him what medicine he was taking. He used to take the little blue pills for only three to five minutes."
"He proudly told me that what he took was a miracle drug, the kind that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars a pill."
After a pause, the young girl continued, "I thought he was fooling me, and I was angry so I didn't ask any more questions..."
With his unexpected big gain, Zhou Luo hurried to the office next to the conference room on the third floor.
Here, the young man's parents and family were guarding here, asking and answering questions with Shen Qi.
Seeing Zhou Luo rushing in, a bald man in his fifties stood up, his face pale, and asked anxiously: "My son...my son..."
Zhou Luo quickly said, "Boss Zong, he's fine, don't worry. I made an important new discovery."
The next moment, he immediately asked, "I just learned that your son reportedly took a miracle drug worth hundreds of thousands of dollars before his illness struck."
"Boss Zong, do you know anything about this matter?"
"Hundreds of thousands? Magic pills?" Boss Zong looked confused.
At this moment, Boss Zong's wife stood up, her face changed drastically as she asked, "This kid, this kid, could it be that he stole and ate my dad's precious ginseng medicine?"
"What is this precious ginseng medicine?" Zhou Luo's eyes were burning.
Boss Zong's wife said, "My father bought it from the clinic of the Xia family, a long-established family of traditional Chinese medicine in Beijing. They are said to be particularly famous for their ginseng tonic."
"Every year, my parents go to their family clinic for a physical checkup and buy some tonics."
"Just this June, my father went to Beijing to meet an old friend and happened to run into the Xia family. They said they had developed an extremely precious ginseng medicine based on an ancient recipe. It was made with more than a dozen rare medicinal materials, including century-old wild ginseng and wild tiger bones."
"As long as you're still breathing, taking this medicine will keep you alive for three to five days, giving you a chance to be saved."
"My dad spent 300,000 yuan and bought two."
After hearing this, Boss Zong's face turned grim and he said, "If my son is really harmed by this medicine, I will never let the Xia family go..."
(End of this chapter)
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