Doctor of Healing

Although he looked down on Jixiang, he didn't treat the patient's family like this.

"We agree to organ transplantation." The middle-aged woman said flatly, "You have my phone number, just call me if you have a decision."

"Call? You..."

"I can't ask for leave." The middle-aged woman stated the fact very flatly, "Today's day shift, the unit only let me go all morning."

Wei Fusi looked horrified.

He hesitated for a moment, with a distressed expression as if he had eaten a fly.

"Mr. Wei, Mr. Zhou, then I'll go first." The middle-aged woman bowed and said respectfully.

Watching the woman leave, Wei Fusi frowned and said in disgust, "There really are such family members of patients!"

"Oh, old Wei, don't say a few words."

"She is really hard-hearted. Her daughter is about to die in the intensive care unit, and she still has to go to work!"

Wei Fusi's voice was not loud, but the feeling of respect just now was gone, and there was only disgust and disgust.

Ji Xiang was also taken aback.

"Director Liu?"

"Have you had surgery?" Director Liu asked with a flat expression.

"Yes, but don't worry, Professor Deng and Dr. Lin are already here." Ji Xiang knew that Director Liu had something to tell him.

"Come to my office."

Ji Xiang didn't say anything, he could sense something was wrong in the atmosphere.

Following Director Liu to his office, Director Liu sat down and looked at Ji Xiang for 20 seconds.

20 seconds is not long, but it makes Ji Xiang feel very embarrassed.

"Director, what do you want to tell me." Ji Xiang had no choice but to ask questions.

"Do you have the same idea as Professor Wei Fuswei?" Director Liu asked very flatly.

"It just feels a little weird."

"I'll tell you something." Director Liu looked at Ji Xiang and said softly.

Chapter 770 Dispute

"I have a friend who is a loving couple and has never quarreled in his life. But his wife got cancer when she was in her 30s, and it was very malignant. She passed away in two or three months without suffering any crime."

"At that time, I thought that my friend would not be able to stand the stimulation and he would have a nervous breakdown. So when I knew his wife was going to die, I hurried over to comfort him to avoid accidents."

"But the opposite is true."

Director Liu slowly told Ji Xiang a past story, and Ji Xiang listened carefully.

Having experienced empathy many times, Ji Xiang can easily put himself into it, but he doesn't let himself get lost.

"My friend's wife's death was very ordinary, and he was very polite and courteous to relatives and friends who came to see him off, and he was no different from doing things as usual. Even for a moment or two, I felt a little dazed.

It shouldn't be. At that time, I thought, could it be that the love between husband and wife in the past was an illusion? "

"I've also heard other people comment that he may have someone outside, or that he is unwilling to spend money on his wife's medical treatment, but it doesn't look like that, at least from my point of view."

"On the day of the funeral, my friend still had a habitual smile on his face when he talked to people. In short, it was completely different from what everyone imagined, and he couldn't see the sadness."

As he said that, Director Liu looked at Ji Xiang, and Ji Xiang's face was calm without any change.

"Further on, after half a year or so, someone began to introduce girlfriends to him. My friend is considered widowed. Although he has a child, he is young after all, and his income, figure, appearance, temper, and status are all considered first-class. , It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that the diamond king is the fifth."

"But no matter what kind of person is introduced to him, even if it is a college student in his 20s who has just graduated, he directly refuses and doesn't even look at it."

"Later there were rumors that there were people outside that he had been outside early in the morning, and the rumors were full of nose and eyes. I almost believed it."

"Rumours, how evil they are, everyone seems to like this."

Ji Xiang thought of Shen Lang.

Brother Lang... seems to be somewhat similar to those people Director Liu said, but very different.

People know it clearly.

"Another year passed, and many rumors were self-defeating. One day when we got together, everyone talked about the time when we were young, and there was nothing to recall, but he suddenly burst into tears.

It's miserable to cry.

I'm well-informed, but I was terrified that day. I've never seen him cry like this. "

"!!!"

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

A year and a half, a full year and a half has passed!

Director Liu's friend's emotions collapsed for a year and a half before he was released.

"It doesn't matter later." Director Liu said lightly, "I recalled this incident later, and guessed that my friend's previous mediocrity was a kind of self-protection. Humans have the instinct of self-protection in their subconscious mind."

"However, I don't know the details. I just guessed that his subconscious wanted to forget about it at the time, so until time passed, it finally broke out one day. But after all, after a year and a half, the wound has almost healed. The whole person went crazy."

Ji Xiang sighed.

"Director, what about the future?" Ji Xiang asked like Shen Lang.

"I'm still alone now. Whoever advises him to find another one just shakes his head. It doesn't mean that at all. Last year, his son was admitted to university, and he still has no idea of ​​finding another girlfriend or getting married again."

"In his words, after getting married, you have to take away all the photos of his wife. The home is not like a home, but it is better now. Seeing the photos, I feel that his wife is still there."

The words were very plain, but Jixiang could feel a huge force enveloping him.

After thinking about it, Ji Xiang suddenly asked, "Director, have you read "Cabbage Soup" written by Turgenev?"

"Cabbage soup? Pearl jade white jade soup?"

"It's a short story about the most capable young man in a village who died suddenly. After hearing what had happened to the young man's mother, the mistress of the village visited the old peasant woman to comfort her."

"I saw this old woman who had just lost her son standing in front of the table, in the very center of the hut, raising her right arm calmly and calmly.

Scooped the light cabbage soup from the blackened pot and drank it spoonful by spoonful.

Her face was sunken and dark, her eyeballs were swollen and bloodshot, but she stood solemnly and straight, as if in a church. "

Ji Xiang wrote it at his fingertips, and Director Liu knew that he was reciting an unpopular short story.

This kid's memory is really good, and the short stories he found at random fit very well with the "story" he just told.

"My God!" the hostess thought, "at this moment, she can still drink soup. Why is this person so indifferent? Doesn't she know the warmth and coldness of the world?"

At this moment, the hostess remembered that a few years ago, when she lost her little daughter who was only nine months old, she refused to go to the summer villa near Petersburg because she was too sad, and spent a whole summer in the city!

Director Liu listened silently.

Although I haven't read this novel, and although Jixiang is just retelling it, from the expression and language of the patient's family members to the experience of his own friends, it is here again.Listening to the simple but powerful language, Director Liu's mood was inexplicably complicated.

"The hostess asked, aren't you sad?"

"My son Vasya is dead," said the old peasant woman in a calm voice, tears of grief rolling down her sunken cheeks.

Of course I'm sad.

He died, and I went with him, and he ripped my heart out of my body.

She couldn't cry, but suddenly her tone changed back to calm, but this soup can't be wasted, there is still salt in it. "

"Director, to be honest, I didn't understand this article at all at the time. What's the relationship between your son and Yan?"

Ji Xiang said frankly.

"So, I'm going to ask my father."

"Your father? You father and son have a good relationship. I thought you would hold a grudge if he used a trumpet to pretend to be a girl and fall in love with you." Director Liu laughed.

Ji Xiang was slightly embarrassed, but still smiled, "My father just wanted to teach me a lesson. No matter who it is, sooner or later, he will be deceived. In his words, it is better for him to do it himself than to let others deceive him."

"..."

Director Liu was puzzled by the brain circuits of this strange pair of father and son.

"What did your father say?" Director Liu asked.

"What he said was very simple - why not eat minced meat." Ji Xiang replied flatly, "I have always had a hard time understanding it. I don't know what it means to eat minced meat, but I seem to understand a little today."

"so."

Director Liu nodded.

Jixiang's maturity has found a more perfect explanation.

I was also worried that Jixiang was wrong, so I explained to him why the patient's family members had such weird language and expressions.

But his father had done relevant education early on, and Ji Xiang even thought more than himself.

"That's what it means, Xiaoji, I think you..."

"Director, I'm sorry, let me interrupt." Ji Xiang bowed slightly, and said politely and respectfully.

"Ok?"

"I think the patient can still be saved, it's a little too early to grieve."

"..." Director Liu was taken aback.

"That's right. I think the patient's mother is a nurse after all. She still has basic skills in cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Timely rescue is very important. After the patient loses spontaneous breathing, the hypoxic time may not be very long, nor will it cause irreversible damage."

"But the patient is still not breathing spontaneously." Director Liu emphasized, "There is nothing wrong with judging that he is brain dead or in a vegetative state."

"But why don't we try it?"

Director Liu pondered. Instead of answering Ji Xiang directly, he picked up the phone after a minute of silence.

When calling Director Bai, Director Liu didn't say it was Ji Xiang's intention, but mainly explained the patient's condition.

"Try double plasma exchange, what do you think?" Director Liu asked, "It's just that the cost is relatively high, and I think the family members of the patient can hardly bear it. After all, they are former employees. Is there any way for you?"

Director Bai said something over there, Director Liu had a knowing smile on his face.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Xiang couldn't wait to ask, "Director, how are you doing?"

"Double plasma exchange was just entered in our hospital, and it costs 6000-7000 yuan a time, plus other expenses. It is estimated that the family members of the patients will find it difficult to bear."

"Since it is a new device, let the manufacturer sell it, and the technicians will conduct another on-site training. This is also for the benefit of the manufacturer and for the faster promotion of the product."

Ji Xiang remembered the problems that the system npc posed to him at the beginning.

Director Liu seems to have formed a habit of calling Director Bai, but he rarely does so.

"Thank you, Director."

"What are you thanking me for?" Director Liu waved his hand calmly, "Go, go and see the specific condition of the patient."

Ji Xiang is very grateful to Director Liu for his trust.

I insisted that although Director Liu held an opposing view, he directly agreed and was going to try his own plan, and he would use double-layer plasma exchange.

In the operating room of the system, I was treated with double-layer plasma exchange under the guidance of the superior doctor.

Double-layer plasma exchange is a new technology developed on membrane plasma separation technology.

Compared with the membrane plasma exchange method, this technology has the characteristics of high safety, wide application range, less nutrient loss, and less plasma consumption.

It is a selective plasma separation therapy for the purpose of treating diseases by performing secondary separation on the pathogenic plasma after primary separation, and then injecting the plasma with the formed components of blood back into the body after discarding the pathogenic factors.

The patient had no spontaneous breathing due to oral administration of unknown drugs, and was judged to be brain dead and in a vegetative state.

However, Ji Xiang rescued many times in the operating room of the system, and finally proved that the patient lost spontaneous breathing due to the inhibition of the respiratory center by the drug effect.

Double-layer plasma exchange can "filter" the drug out in the shortest time.

This is also a therapeutic diagnostic method that can determine whether the patient is brain dead or whether the drug suppresses the respiratory center.

Coming to the intensive care unit again, in the corridor of the department, Ji Xiang was surprised to see Zhou Tianbo and Wei Fusi arguing.

Faintly, a voice came, and Ji Xiang's ears moved.

"The patient still has the possibility of treatment. I firmly deny direct transplantation."

Zhou Tianbo seemed to be a little tired, and his attitude became very tough, he said bluntly.