Chapter 503: A Dead Horse as a Living Horse Doctor
Dr. Xiong Jing’s heart transplant patient is a male, 42 years old, suffering from severe heart failure caused by myocarditis.
He was very lucky and was quickly matched with a very suitable heart donor.
But I didn't expect that after the transplant operation, there would be a serious body rejection reaction.
Accompanied by Zhou Mo, Yu Zhiming rushed to Dr. Xiong's office and met Dr. Xiong, as well as the patient's parents, brother-in-law, wife and two underage sons who were waiting here.
When Xiong Jing saw Yu Zhiming arriving, he greeted him first and then said to the patient's family: "You are all aware of Mr. Liao's condition and the treatment plan of Dr. Yu and I."
"This is a document about the treatment and risk notification. If you have no questions, please sign it."
Facing the document handed over by Dr. Xiong, the patient's wife did not reach out to take it, but looked at her father-in-law beside her.
This kind of situation is not uncommon for Yu Zhiming.
When a husband and wife receive medical treatment involving life and death, the other party has the right to sign.
Under normal circumstances, the husband will sign the treatment documents without hesitation or hesitation.
However, many wives will give up their signature rights to their adult children, their husband's parents, and even their husband's brothers.
The silver-haired father-in-law, who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, took the document and the signature pen with trembling hands.
He looked at Yu Zhiming.
"Dr. Yu, we know that you are a medical genius with superb medical skills. My son depends entirely on you this time."
Facing the hopeful gaze of the family in front of him, Yu Zhiming felt a heavy responsibility.
He said frankly: "I will do my best."
"However, I only play a supporting role. The main role is the new treatment plan carefully developed by Dr. Xiong."
Xiong Jing said in a deep voice: "Doctor Yu, don't be humble. The role you played is crucial and irreplaceable."
"Without your support, I wouldn't dare to do this."
Yu Zhiming smiled softly and said nothing.
After the patient's father signed the medical documents solemnly, Yu Zhiming, led by Dr. Xiong, left the office and came to Ward C.
After some disinfection and preparation, Yu Zhiming, wearing a sterile isolation gown, followed Dr. Xiong and his two assistants into Ward C.
A thin middle-aged man with many tubes and monitoring lines inserted or connected to his body, his head lowered and his feet higher, lying unconscious on the hospital bed.
Yu Zhiming came to the man first and reached out to explore his transplanted heart.
The results of the investigation are not very good.
In Yu Zhiming's perception, the patient's transplanted heart was like a little mouse surrounded by cats, trembling and afraid to make any movements.
The blood pumped out by this "little mouse" is at most one-quarter to one-third of the normal value.
This kind of blood flow is difficult to meet the needs of the whole body.
We had to build an artificial heart's extracorporeal auxiliary circulation outside the man's body to supply the body's needs.
When Xiong Jing saw that Yu Zhiming had retracted his hand and ended the heart exploration, he nodded to the two assistants to indicate that they could start.
The next moment, the two assistants were busy with more than a dozen medicines on the tray.
These medicines are available for intravenous injection, intramuscular injection, and can also be taken orally by dissolving them in warm water.
Xiong Jing explained: "Doctor Yu, this is a new prescription that I have developed based on the patient's physical condition in the past few days."
"This time, give the patient one-fifth of the medicine, and ask Dr. Yu to see how effective it is."
Yu Zhiming nodded and said yes.
After the two assistants put the medicine into the comatose patient's body through various methods, Yu Zhiming came to the patient again and put his hand on his left chest...
In fact, Yu Zhiming hates Ward C.
Various medical instruments and equipment in the ward were buzzing or squeaking, making Yu Zhiming suffer from earache and dizziness.
Fortunately, what he wanted to explore was the heart, which was quite dynamic and did not require a high degree of concentration. Otherwise, he might not have been able to withstand the torture of more than half an hour...
Two or three minutes later, Yu Zhiming suddenly discovered that the function of the patient's transplanted heart was slowly declining.
Although this decrease was slight, Yu Zhiming was still keenly aware of it.
The decline in the patient's heart function lasted for fifteen minutes before calming down.
Yu Zhiming knew that this was the peak of the medicinal effect.
However, it has the opposite effect than expected.
Thinking on the bright side, there were no serious side effects in this trial.
"Dr. Xiong, the patient's heart function dropped by about three to four percentage points within fifteen minutes."
"The heart function is now in a relatively stable state of fluctuation, and there has also been a very small rebound."
After Yu Zhiming said this, he heard Dr. Xiong let out a long sigh of disappointment.
This medication plan was something he had been thinking about and studying for a while.
Xiong actually had a lot of high hopes.
Unexpectedly, even though it had no positive effect, it actually had a negative effect.
The gap between this hope and reality is really big.
It is inevitable that Dr. Xiong received some blows.
Yu Zhiming consoled him: "Dr. Xiong, reality is often like a joke. Carefully prepared things don't work, but random things can shine."
"I believe that you will be able to look back and find a new treatment plan that is right for you."
Xiong Jing smiled bitterly and said: "I hope that's the case. But from now on, I have to continue to trouble you, Doctor Yu. Thank you for your hard work."
Yu Zhiming replied politely: "If you think of a new medication plan, just let me know..."
It was nearly 7:30 in the evening when Yu Zhiming left the cardiac surgery department and Huashan Hospital and returned to his residence in Zijinyuan.
Hungry, he simply washed up, sat down at the dining table, and looked at the table of delicious food.
There are several main dishes such as black-bone chicken and sea cucumber soup, braised pork ribs with kelp, stir-fried pork liver, stir-fried mutton with green onions, etc.
There is also eight-treasure porridge cooked with red dates, longan, peanuts, red beans, etc.
Yu Zhiming took a sip of the thick and sweet porridge and asked casually: "Why do you think of cooking eight-treasure porridge before Laba?"
Yu Xiangwan laughed and said: "The eldest sister asked me to cook it, saying that girls drink this kind of porridge to replenish their blood and body."
Yu Zhiming's face darkened, he looked at Qing Ning, and said reproachfully: "Why did you tell my family?"
Gu Qingning narrowed her mouth and said, "I didn't say that."
Yu Xiangwan said hehely: "I said it, for such a big event, I have to make my parents happy."
"Lao Wu, my parents also said that this Friday, the third sister will bring some donkey-hide gelatin to replenish the lime."
Yu Zhiming stared at the fourth sister speechlessly, and then immersed himself in eating.
"Lao Wu, let me tell you one more good thing."
Yu Xiangwan chirped: "Today, the Wanda Plaza on Suhe North Road invited us to stay at the canteen."
"The rent offered is quite favorable."
"Zhang Bai and I went to investigate and found that the restaurant traffic there is quite good."
After a pause, Yu Xiangwan said again: "Lao Wu, do you know why they took the initiative to invite us?"
"It's because the boss of that Wanda Plaza ate our big steamed buns and has never forgotten them, hehe..."
Yu Xiangwan roared again: "Lao Wu, I have discussed with Zhang Bai and plan to raise 15 million yuan. After the year, we will open at least 20 branches and a central kitchen."
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but ask: "With so much financing, how many shares are you prepared to give up?"
Yu Xiangwan said: "My and Zhang Bai's idea is to set up a separate catering company in the small canteen."
"Spend 45 points to raise 15 million."
"Of the fifty-five points, I have twenty points, Zhang Bai has ten points, and you, Lao Wu, have ten points as well."
"Eldest sister, second sister and third sister, one point each."
"The remaining twelve points will be used as options and will be awarded to old employees and capable managers later."
Yu Zhiming snorted and said sarcastically: "You two have a pretty good idea. You only want to raise 15 million for a mere 45 points of shares?"
"Which scapegoat would be willing to invest?"
Yu Xiangwan said proudly: "We have had preliminary communication with Dean Gu, and he said that he can cover the entire investment amount of 15 million."
"Lao Wu, if you don't want to be taken advantage of, you can keep your one million for yourself."
Yu Zhiming hummed twice and looked at Qing Ning.
"Qing Ning, when you have time, take your brother for a brain tomography scan to see if there is water in his brain."
Gu Qingning pursed her lips and smiled: "My brother, apart from other aspects, his business vision is definitely top-notch."
"If he dares to invest so much in a small canteen, he must be absolutely optimistic about the development prospects of the small canteen."
"So it's better to invest your one million."
After a pause, Gu Qingning then turned around and said: "We have reached an agreement with Wang Shuisu today. Her family holds 30 shares, and the remaining 70 shares are priced at 10 million."
She took a sip of black-bone chicken soup and continued: "Today, Wang Shuisu and I also talked with the four-person management team that my brother hired."
"Their abilities and experience are quite good. We have already put them to work..."
The three of them talked about investment and work while eating. It took more than an hour to finish dinner.
After dinner, Yu Zhiming practiced a few erhu pieces such as "Swordsman" and then went back to the bedroom to study.
During this period, I was a little lax in my studies, and Yu Zhiming needed to regain his previous rhythm...
More than half an hour later, Yu Zhiming was pulled out of his study state by the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open.
The next moment, a soft and fragrant body slipped into his arms like a swimming fish.
Yu Zhiming suppressed the restlessness in his heart and hugged the person in his arms to prevent her from moving.
"Don't you need to recover?"
"It's been a day since I recovered, and I'm already fine."
Yu Zhiming grinned in disbelief: "How can you recover so quickly? Last night was so intense and I was so fierce."
"Qing Ning, you don't have to do this, I can bear it."
Gu Qingning drew circles on his chest and said, "Zhi Ming, I want to ask you a medical question."
"Ask anything!"
"Corpus luteum rupture, what's going on?"
"Corpus luteum rupture is..."
Yu Zhiming suddenly stopped and met Qing Ning's slightly provocative gaze.
Yaya, it’s not enough to provoke him.
I have to fight hard again...
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