Cao Yong has been staying in the ward, watching over the teacher.
Huang Zhilei, who was following him, knew that he just asked Xie Wanying to leave because he didn't want her to see him like this.
As a neurosurgeon, Cao Yong knew very well that the teacher might become a vegetative state in the future.
Heartache, very uncomfortable. Four years ago, I failed to hold on and let Teacher Zhang leave with peace of mind. Four years later, I persuaded Teacher Lu to have surgery, and finally the result was like this.
"Play a song to the teacher." Cao Yong whispered.
Huang Zhilei immediately placed the recorder on the patient's bedside, closed the ICU partition glass door, and adjusted the volume to avoid affecting the patients next door.
The tape was spinning in the player, and the sound of music spread from the speakers to all around the room.
The melodious flute sounds rise and fall one after another, as if they are recounting endless past events.
The music that should be very familiar to the patient was being played. Cao Yong carefully observed the patient's face, trying to catch any subtle changes on it to confirm signs of possible awakening.
To his disappointment, after a song was played from beginning to end, the patient's body did not change at all. It was as quiet as before, as if he had gone to another world.
Cao Yong rubbed his hands vigorously between his eyebrows.
It's best to wake up as soon as possible. If you go slower, you may never wake up.
Is there any other way?
"Why don't you let Zhang Shuping shout in the teacher's ear?" Huang Zhilei suggested.
Zhang Shuping went out to eat just now.
It was a method, but according to Cao Yong's intuition, the success rate of this method was extremely low. If it worked, someone would wake him up in the operating room right away.
"Senior Brother Cao, do you need a CT scan?" Huang Zhilei whispered.
The CT scan does not mean cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral infarction. The most painful thing for neurosurgeons is this. There is no organic disease in the brain, but the person cannot wake up. And if this situation continues, the brain may not wake up as the patient loses consciousness.
As time passed, terrible lesions appeared.
The air outside the ward seemed a little restless.
Upon seeing this, Huang Zhilei opened the door and went out to see what was going on. After a while, he came back and reported to his senior brother: "Dean Liang from Guozhi is really here."
Dean Liang said he would definitely come. Cao Yong knew that these big guys must mean what they say, so he asked his junior in a lazy tone: "Where are the people?"
Speaking of which, why didn’t you see me in the ward?
"I told you to go to the doctor's office to check the medical records first." As he spoke, Huang Zhilei was suddenly startled when he realized the problem and said, "Oops, my junior sister is having lunch in the office."
Is Dean Liang going to meet her? Cao Yong frowned when he thought of this: "Go and have a look."
Huang Zhilei received the order and rushed out to find out the latest situation.
Feeling a little worried about this matter, Cao Yong stroked his eyebrows with his hand. When he looked back, he suddenly saw Teacher Lu's eyebrows moving.
Bang, he stood up immediately.
Teacher Lu woke up and opened her eyelids. How could she not wake up? An old competitor is here.
As soon as the patient wakes up, the doctors in the office immediately move to the ward.
"Teacher Lu." Liang Baichuan walked to the patient's bedside, leaned down and greeted softly.
Teacher Lu's eyes moved, recognizing his face, as if to say: Is it you?
Liang Baichuan's mouth showed a hint of laughter and tears, and he said to Teacher Lu: "When you feel better, I will come and talk to you again."
I know what you are about to say is all nonsense. Teacher Lu’s eyebrows moved, that’s what he meant.