Chapter 533 Gambling on Luck
After three o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming followed Dr. Xiong Jing to the ICU ward of the heart transplant patient in the Department of Cardiac Surgery.
Through the large transparent window, Yu Zhiming saw five or six people wearing sterile isolation suits surrounding the patient's bed.
"This drug trial may have significant risks, so I asked the patient and his family to talk to them to avoid any unforeseen circumstances."
Xiong Jing explained, then sighed softly, "If there is no improvement, then we are heading towards death step by step."
"It's just a rehearsal."
As he spoke, he gestured to the nurse in the ward and took Yu Zhiming to make preparations.
Nearly ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming and Dr. Xiong, wearing sterile isolation gowns, entered the ICU ward.
The scene changed to the patients' family members standing outside the ward, watching them through the window.
There were six family members in total, including three elderly people, the patient's wife, and two young children.
Their eyes were burning and full of hope, and Yu Zhiming was a little afraid to look them in the eye.
As far as the treatment of this patient is concerned, Yu Zhiming is just a pure tool and there is very little he can do.
He could only pray with the family members that the medicine prescribed by Dr. Xiong would have a good effect.
The nurse in the ICU ward drew the curtains.
This is to prevent patients from experiencing adverse reactions after drug trials and requiring emergency treatment.
The rescue process should be avoided from being witnessed by family members to prevent them from suffering physical and mental distress.
At this time, the patient may have exhausted his physical strength and energy in the previous communication with his family and has fallen asleep.
Xiong Jing did not bring his assistant in this time.
He personally delivered one-fifth of the dose of the drug into the patient's body through oral administration and injection.
Ten minutes later, when the drug had taken full effect, Yu Zhiming examined the patient's heart again.
A heart is beating weakly.
Yu Zhiming gradually developed a feeling, like a dying hungry traveler, stumbling forward in the desert, and in danger of falling down at any time.
Alas, no miracle happened after all.
Yu Zhiming sighed inwardly and looked up at Dr. Xiong Jing opposite him.
Just as he was about to shake his head, Yu Zhiming's mind flashed with the gazes of two young children leaning against the glass and looking at him.
That look was full of worry and desire.
Yu Zhiming turned his attention back to the patient.
Compared with last time, he clearly noticed that the patient's physical condition had deteriorated a lot.
It is indeed as Dr. Xiong said before. If the treatment does not improve, not to mention other things, the heart will become weaker and it may collapse and stop beating.
After thinking for a moment, Yu Zhiming concentrated and calmed his mind, and once again explored and sensed the patient's heart.
Hoping to find a way to save it.
After exploring for a while again, Yu Zhiming had a vague feeling.
It seems that this heart has gotten a little better.
It's like a person who is about to die of thirst in the desert, finally finds a few drops of dew and drinks it.
There is an effect, but it is better than nothing.
Yu Zhiming turned his gaze to Dr. Xiong Jing again and said slowly, "Dr. Xiong, the patient has been receiving various medications since the operation."
"Has the body developed a strong enough resistance to the drug?"
Xiong actually nodded and replied: "That's possible."
He immediately came to his senses and said anxiously, "Doctor Yu, are you saying that a one-fifth dose of the trial drug is unable to produce a stimulating effect due to factors such as drug resistance?"
Yu Zhiming said: "I'm not sure about this."
"It's just that in my perception, compared to the previous two drug trials, this time the drug trial did have some positive effects, but they were too mild."
"If I hadn't focused my mind and sensed it, I wouldn't have noticed it."
This made Xiong feel conflicted.
"Is it because my prescription is wrong and it has no effect?"
"Or is it because the dosage is insufficient and counteracted by drug resistance, resulting in minimal effect?"
Yu Zhiming suggested, "Doctor Xiong, there's only one way to verify this: have the patient take the full dose of the drug."
After a pause, he added, "I think the full dose is still a little insufficient. One and a half times is best."
"One point and five times?"
Xiong Jing's eyes widened immediately and he asked, "Doctor Yu, do you know what this five times means?"
"Given the patient's current physical and mental condition, if this drug doesn't work as expected, it could become a fatal drug and kill the patient."
While the two were talking, Yu Zhiming's hand never left the patient's left chest.
He said with confidence: "Doctor Xiong, I am sure that the medicine you prescribed this time will have a good effect."
"That's the dosage..."
Yu Zhiming felt it again and said, "The full dose is probably insufficient. I think it would be best to increase it to 1.5 times."
"What do you think?" Xiong Jing's tone was full of doubt.
Yu Zhiming explained, "Doctor Xiong, I often make diagnoses based on my intuition."
"Let's just say I've been lucky. So far, I haven't missed a beat."
Xiong Jing frowned, "The problem is, this time we're using medication, not diagnosing the disease."
Yu Zhiming withdrew his hand from the patient and remained silent.
He had already said what he wanted to say, and the decision was up to Dr. Xiong Jing.
Yu Zhiming didn't want to put any more pressure on Dr. Xiong because he couldn't guarantee that his feeling this time was correct.
Besides, if something went wrong during this treatment, it would be Dr. Xiong who should bear the responsibility.
Not him.
Yu Zhiming only has the right to make suggestions and it is not easy for him to take the initiative.
Xiong walked back and forth in the ward a few times anxiously, then suddenly stopped and looked at Yu Zhiming.
"Doctor Yu, your assistance work here today has ended. You can go back first."
"I need to be alone to think things over."
Yu Zhiming nodded, nodded to Dr. Xiong, and left the ward.
As soon as he came out of the ICU, Zhou Mo and Qing Ning who were guarding outside came over first, and the patient's family members also gathered around.
"Doctor Yu, how is my son?"
"Is my husband feeling better?"
"Doctor, my father?"
Yu Zhiming met the patient's anxious and worried gaze and replied, "It hasn't gotten better, nor has it gotten worse."
"Doctor Xiong is still inside thinking about treatment methods..."
He briefly answered a few of the family's concerns and then left the cardiac surgery department with Qing Ning and Zhou Mo.
Gu Qingning showed Yu Zhiming the chess box in her hand and said with a smile, "Zhiming, Mr. Cao has signed the chess transfer agreement."
"The transfer price is fifty thousand."
Yu Zhi groaned and said, "I hope we can find something during the next checkup when he has a fever."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "There will definitely be discoveries. There is no difficult problem that you, Zhiming, cannot solve."
Yu Zhiming reached out and touched the tip of her nose, saying, "You're more confident than I am."
Gu Qingning chuckled and said, "Of course I have confidence in you. This confidence is based on the various cases you have successfully solved one after another."
"You never disappoint anyone."
Yu Zhiming laughed...
After four o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Zhiming returned to his rented residence in Zijinyuan Community alone.
He washed up briefly and went back to the bedroom to rest...
Huashan Hospital, Department of Cardiac Surgery.
Xiong had actually returned to his office and was pacing between the door and the window.
He has been doing this for over half an hour.
After thinking fruitlessly, he sighed in frustration and subconsciously reached out to pull his hair.
By the time Xiong realized something was wrong, he had already pulled out thirty or forty strands of hair.
This made him feel very sad.
My hair is already very sparse, and if this continues, it won’t be long before I become bald.
He thought for a moment, picked up the phone on the desk, found Dr. Wang Chunyuan's number, and dialed it.
The phone rang twice before being connected.
"Doctor Xiong, what's going on?"
"It's the same heart transplant patient. There are some new developments today..."
Xiong actually told the whole story of what happened in the ICU ward that afternoon.
"Doctor Wang, this is 1.5 times the dosage. It could be fatal."
Wang Chunyuan asked back during the call, "Doctor Xiong, you're so worried. Do you agree with Doctor Yu's advice?"
this……
Xiong was silent for a moment, then said, "A man's reputation is like the shadow of a tree. Doctor Yu has demonstrated his medical prowess with countless examples. I cannot ignore his advice."
"But, after all, this involves the patient's life."
"The important thing is, this is the field of medication for heart transplants. Dr. Yu hasn't demonstrated any ability in this area before."
Wang Chunyuan chuckled and asked, "Since you have so many concerns, why don't you use your own medication plan?"
Xiong Jing explained: "Given the patient's physical and mental condition, we need to treat him all at once. Gradually treating him will only make the situation worse. The patient's heart can no longer withstand much more stress."
"If the patient takes the medication according to my prescribed dosage and the effect is not optimal, the degree of recovery will be limited."
"To linger on for another three to five months won't make much sense!"
After a moment of silence, Wang Chunyuan said on the phone, "Doctor Xiong, if you don't have confidence in your plan, just adopt Doctor Yu's suggestion."
"Why?" Xiong asked without hesitation.
Wang Chunyuan replied, "Doctor Yu has a perceptual ability that none of us possess, and an amazing medical intuition."
"Although it sounds a bit mysterious, it is the truth."
"Let me put it this way. If Dr. Yu and I disagree on the diagnosis of a patient's condition, I will trust him rather than myself."
“Because Dr. Yu hasn’t missed it yet.”
Xiong couldn't help but question: "But..."
"No buts!"
Wang Chunyuan interrupted, "Doctor Xiong, if you don't have confidence in your own medication plan, why don't you trust the one who's always right?"
After a pause, he chuckled and said, "When it comes to treating patients, sometimes you need to gamble on luck and bet big or small."
"For example, you now have to choose between dosing one dose of medication or one and a half times the dosage."
"Doctor Xiong, think about similar things you've experienced. Did you make the right choices?"
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