Watching the blood oxygen saturation rise, all the way up to 100%, everyone felt relieved and their lives were successfully saved for the time being.
With the blood oxygen level below 80 just now, I really can’t survive a day.
From the discovery of respiratory failure to the use of magic lungs to the delivery of the pipeline, it took very little time and the rescue was very timely.
Therefore, after the sedative was partially metabolized, Mr. Ning slowly woke up.
"Dad, it's okay, he's stable now!" Miss Ning touched her father's forehead.
Mr. Ning nodded hard: "Thank you doctors, thank you Dr. Yang."
Miss Ning said gently: "Thank you already. You can rest assured."
Mr. Ning looked at the machine next to the bed, which was a magic lung, an artificial liver, and various tubes connected to his body. The blood was drawn out, flowed through the machine, and then returned to the body, and he smiled bitterly.
Doctors and nurses were sitting at the workbench not far away, looking at various monitoring data on the screen.
The emergency ward of Huaqiao Building is guarded by doctors and nurses around the clock.
Magic lungs and artificial livers also require people to guard them, especially magic lungs, which require a medical team to guard them day and night. Once problems arise, they must be solved immediately, otherwise they will be life-threatening.
"What's going on with your brother?" This is what Mr. Ning is most worried about.
Miss Ning's expression was a little unnatural: "It's been confirmed, yes, it's my younger brother."
"Then the farmer needs to bring him back as soon as possible!" Mr. Ning knew that he couldn't hold on for long.
"Uncle Farmer is booking a flight and will be back in the next two days," Miss Ning said with a smile.
Mr. Ning tried to sit up, but Miss Ning quickly refused: "You lie down, and I will help you raise the bed."
Miss Ning raised the bed slightly, which was allowed by the doctor, to reduce the load on the heart.
Now the magic lung uses a vein-to-vein model, which only assumes part of the functions of the lungs. His heart is still good and has not been replaced with magic lung.
"Has the bar's hygiene been improved?" Mr. Ning asked worriedly.
Miss Ning nodded: "It was done many days ago, and you forgot it again."
Mr. Ning gasped a little: "Qiqi, think about it, is this what he thinks of a bar?"
"That's it. I remember his words clearly." Miss Ning chatted with her father.
Mr. Ning had a wry smile on his face, and then said with relief: "You said that was all what you said in middle school. Does he still like this style now? Bring the photo."
Miss Ning took out the photo album from the bar. Mr. Ning looked through it, pointed at a photo and said, "Look, the red ones are used here. Will he like it?"
"That's what he said at that time. He likes to use red and simple bricks here." Miss Ning said with certainty.
"The kid who was beaten has lost all his money this month."
"I remitted it, the bank remits it on time every month."
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"Director, I need you to come from home on weekends." Yang Ping felt embarrassed.
Director Han said: "It's okay. I'm not worried. Come and have a look."
Director Han is actually not worried about Yang Ping's medical technology. He is worried about some risks other than medical technology. He is afraid that he will fall into a trap because he is young and energetic. After all, he is young and has insufficient experience.
Seeing that he was very stable when explaining his condition to his family during the operation, Director Han felt a lot more relieved. This guy is not only top-notch technically, but also a stable person.
"Aren't you in a hurry to go back? Let's go back to Corey and sit for a while?" Director Han suggested.
"Okay!" Yang Ping has nothing to do. He could just drink tea with Director Han.
In Yang Ping's heart, Director Han is a mentor and a bole. Yang Ping is a grateful person. Not to mention that his wings are still tender now, and one day they will harden, he will always be respectful and loyal to Director Han.
The two of them talked about Mr. Ning's condition on the way. With the support of the magic lung, as long as there is no major infection, blood clots or tumor emboli that cause embolization of important organs, he can still survive for a while.
Sometimes money can extend your life, but I have to admit that if an ordinary working-class person uses this life-saving tool, just a targeted drug for liver cancer can bankrupt his family.
Director Han has rich social experience, and the depth and breadth of his perspective on issues cannot be matched by young people.
Just like when Huaqiao Tower called Yang Ping for intubation, Yang Ping might only see the condition, but Director Han can consider all aspects.
Although doctors are very simple and cooperate well with each other, some human weaknesses cannot be ruled out.
Doctors are human beings, and as human beings they all have common weaknesses, such as selfishness, jealousy, etc.
Mr. Ning is no small matter. His family business involves banking, securities, insurance, etc. You must know that those who can obtain these three licenses are top players among the rich.
Once something happens, if someone needs to take the blame, the matter will be complicated. For people like him, even if their family members do not cause trouble, they do not rule out the possibility that relatives and others will take advantage of the trouble.
You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others.
The two of them first went to Director Han's office to sit down. Director Han changed the water in the purple clay teapot and added tea leaves.
"The course has just started, are you still getting used to it?" Director Han asked.
Yang Ping also helped with the work: "I'm very used to it."
"Don't worry about income. You have to do a good job in surgery, but you also have to make money. Everyone has to eat and support their families. This is a very real problem. Without reality, there is no way to talk about ideals. Now you are responsible for comprehensive orthopedic surgeries, and you do the surgeries yourself.
, the consumables are all yours. It’s the time when you’re short of money. In the future, you can buy a house, get married, or have a baby, no matter what, you don’t need money. If you have any difficulties in work and life, you can talk to me at any time. You can call me or send me a WeChat message to talk to me in person.” p>
"Thank you, director. All the consumables belong to me, so what can I do?" Yang Ping disagreed.
Without Director Han, we would not be where we are today. Orthopedic consumables are divided according to rules and proportions.
"That's it. All you have to do is obey the arrangements. Follow me, improve your technology, and improve your economy. Work hard every day, and end up drinking from the northwest. How can this be done? You don't have to worry about consumables. You may not
I know that Director Xia of our hospital has some tricks up his sleeve. This piece is white, so feel free to take it. I will explain it to you later." Director Han was very determined about his arrangement.
Since Director Han has arranged it, he has his own reasons, and Yang Ping no longer has any objections: "Thank you, Director!"
The tea was slowly boiling, and Director Han took out a purple sand cup from the disinfection cabinet: "From now on, when you drink tea in my office, this one is for your exclusive use. I marked it."
There is really a word "平" on this cup, Director Han is very thoughtful.
"To do big things, you must have a sense of teamwork. Song Zimo is also very talented. Although he is not as good as you, he is still a rare talent. You have to take him well, and he will become your effective assistant in the future."
"Yes, I understand, director, I will lead the team well."
The two chatted about lunch and went to a nearby beef restaurant called Niu Mo Wang to eat together.
After eating, Yang Ping went back to the department to sit and sit. Zhang Lin was on duty. He happened to finish his meal and the pediatrician packed up his lunch box and went home.
"Is this love meal good?" Yang Ping sat down in the dining room and joked with him.
"Don't underestimate me. With your Xiaosu's cooking skills, you will have no problem eating a Manchu-Han banquet in the future." Zhang Lin said this, feeling very happy in his heart.
"Is the house finished?" Yang Ping said.
Zhang Lin was a little embarrassed: "Not yet, I'm about to pay the down payment, and I haven't raised the down payment yet."
"How big is the house?"
"Eighty Directions"
"How much is the down payment?"
"It's more than 900,000 yuan. Both of our families are working-class people. Our parents can only raise 600,000 yuan. We have just started working and are frugal. We can only save about 200,000 yuan, and only the down payment can be repaid.
There are more than 100,000 gaps." Zhang Lin frowned.
Yang Ping looked around and saw no one else: "I have tens of thousands in hand. If you need it, just tell me anytime."
Zhang Lin held up his hands and said, "Thank you. Let's not say anything else. Thank you in advance. I'll see if I can raise the money first. If not, I'll talk about it later."
"I'll keep it for you. You can tell me whenever you need." Yang Ping doesn't have enough to buy a house anyway, so he might as well go to Zhang Lin to handle things.
Xiao Wu, that guy, probably doesn't need enough money to buy a house. Don't look at his careless appearance. It is said that Xiao Qing's family owns a house in the CBD of G city. They are still engaged and Audi has given him a car. It is said that
I want to give a Porsche Cayenne for transportation. It’s too high-profile and I don’t dare to drive it.
He won't marry Xiaoqing, but Xiaoqing's parents are very satisfied with Xiaowu. He is a graduate student and a doctor. He is also handsome and has a sweet mouth.
"Why did you come back with Director Han over the weekend? I heard that Mr. Ning from Overseas Chinese Building was in trouble?" Zhang Lin is a know-it-all.
"Yes, I had sudden respiratory failure and used magic lung." Yang Ping said.
Zhang Lin knows everything: "This old man is just waiting for his son. I wonder if he can wait?"
"How do you know? This person's family affairs?" Yang Ping was surprised.
"How does a man of his status have family affairs? His son beat him to paralysis ten years ago and spent five years in prison. Legend has it that his son blamed him for not rescuing him. After he was imprisoned, he cut off the father-son relationship. After he was released from prison, he did not know
Whereabouts, traitor!" Zhang Lin knew it in detail.
"Where did you get this information?" Yang Ping felt that this kid knew everything.
"Don't ask, talent is just like surgery." Zhang Lin said proudly.
Where did this kid come up with the stories behind these?
Zhang Linxiao: "The matter about his son was in the newspapers back then."
