Xie Wanying and the others entered the ward and heard the alarm sound of the ECG monitor in front of the corridor. They didn't need to think too much and ran towards the place where the alarm sound came from.
When we arrived at the ward, we first met the family member of another inpatient in the two-person ward who came out carrying belongings and asked the nurse to help temporarily move the patient to an extra bed, otherwise he might not have to sleep all night. I don’t know what’s next door.
How long does it take to save the bed, and if he dies, it will have a huge psychological impact on the other patient.
The rest of the people in the ward were all doctors and nurses involved in the rescue, including doctors on duty, the patient's attending doctor, interns, graduate students, and doctoral students. A dozen or so people were crowded into the narrow ward space, making the entire indoor air change.
It was extremely turbid, and there was a sense of anxiety everywhere.
When Xie Wanying and the others were about to step into the ward, the faint sound of crying from the other end of the corridor entered their ears.
"Ohh Ohh ohh--"
It was the voice of Chen Chengran's mother.
"Okay, okay, don't cry."
Chen Chengran's father was comforting his wife, and his voice was full of exhaustion. A man was helpless when he saw his son dying, and his wife was crying. His heart was about to collapse, and his whole body and mind were as sick as his son, and he had no strength to speak.
"What should you do if you die? The doctor said to be mentally prepared - I have just been transferred to the hospital -" Chen Chengran's mother asked her husband intermittently while crying. The words were full of despair that the sky and the earth were not working.
The couple originally thought that transferring to the hospital would bring hope for their son, but they didn't expect that their son's condition immediately worsened after he was transferred, and the doctor said it was too late to treat him.
Chen Chengran's father couldn't answer his wife's question. The doctor couldn't, so what could he do?
"By the way, isn't his classmate a doctor?" Chen Chengran's mother raised her head and asked her husband, "When he was hospitalized today, his classmate said that he would accompany our son to cure the disease, and he said that it can be cured.
There is hope. Where is his classmate who said this?"
"You are talking about Dr. Pan. He is Chengran's classmate, yes, but he is just a medical student." Chen Chengran's father reminded his wife to be clear-headed and not take the comforting words of other medical students seriously.
The teacher said it was hopeless, so how could the students save the patient?
"Of course I believe him. I have told you that he is a very good classmate. He was the first in his class in the exam. He will not lie in every word he says. He is not the kind of person who likes to lie." Chen Chengran's mother.
I take everything my son said before seriously.
Hearing his classmate's mother say this, Pan Shihua's body seemed to be trembling as he stood at the door of the ward: The classmate said he believed him, but what could he do?
Seeing that classmate Pan was under too much pressure, Xie Wanying passed by him and went to the ward to inquire about the patient's condition. She walked through the crowd and found Dr. Jiang, calling: "Teacher Jiang."
Dr. Jiang, who was standing at the end of the patient's bed and paying attention to the changes in the patient's condition with other doctors, did not notice them coming in. He turned around when he heard the voice and was surprised to see her: "Why are you here?"
"The patient is a classmate of my classmate." Xie Wanying's brief explanation was very concise.
Dr. Jiang then saw Pan Shihua standing at the door. The other person's white face made Dr. Jiang sigh: If I had known this, I shouldn't have called him.
Some students are so kind-hearted that doctors who teach them are afraid that the students will be crushed and so heartbroken that they will no longer be able to be doctors.
