"Mr. Guo, right? He woke up this morning. According to our estimation, the most dangerous period has passed. We will see if hepatoprotective treatment can save his liver. If necessary, we will consider whether to perform a liver transplant."
In this way, the patient must have saved his life.
"Let me convey the gratitude of our department to Dr. Tao. Thank you for his help last night." Shen Jinghui said seriously.
"Director Shen, what you said is too strong. Dr. Tao must think that it is what we should do. Maybe we will also need help from the second department of general surgery in the future." Dr. Qiu replied repeatedly.
Not seeing Tao Zhijie, Shen Jinghui and the head nurse went to visit the patient, but did not meet the patient's family. Seeing that the patient had indeed improved a lot, they returned to the department with relief.
Seeing that the person was gone, Dr. Qiu walked back to the office and said to the people inside: "He is indeed here."
Looking carefully, it turned out that Tao Zhijie had not left the department and was having breakfast with He Guangyou in the office.
"Of course he has to come, he is a patient." He Guangyou scooped up breakfast noodles and secretly observed Tao Zhijie's expression.
Tao Zhijie quickly picked up what he said, curling his lips slightly, and said: "He really doesn't need to thank me. If he understands, he should thank another person."
Thanks to another person? He Guangyou and Dr. Qiu immediately thought of Xie Wanying.
Last night, if she hadn't repeatedly advocated giving the patient an artificial liver first, regardless of other things, and following the normal procedure after all the test results came out, it would have been too late.
"I don't think he understands. Because you were there last night, he must think this is your credit and your idea." He Guangyou analyzed. Look at Shen Jinghui coming here to thank Tao Zhijie today, and he guessed this was the result.
This is what everyone would think, and how could I have imagined the idea of an intern?
"She really dares to bet." He Guangyou suddenly blurted out his thoughts about Xie Wanying.
In response, Tao Zhijie's eyes seemed to freeze for an instant, including the calm smile on his lips.
Clinically, there are almost zero doctors who can win such a bet, unless they are extremely lucky.
How could she win the bet?
Although Xie Wanying gave a bunch of reasons last night, the facts are there and it cannot be completely ruled out that the patient may have active bleeding. She insists on betting that the drug stimulates gastrointestinal reactions rather than bleeding.
In this way, the patient's autoimmune hemolysis can be temporarily ruled out. This is very important and determines whether the doctor dares to put the patient on the machine. Because if the treatment method is inappropriate, for example, if there is a tendency for autoimmune hemolysis, you can then put the machine on the patient. Machines may accelerate the patient's death rather than treating the disease and saving lives.
Therefore, you must know that even if Shen Jinghui came forward, he could only ask him to admit this patient and transfer him to another department. As for such treatment, Shen Jinghui probably would not have the guts to give him such a radical opinion.
Why is she so determined that she can win?
In Tao Zhijie's eyes, Xie Wanying's face seemed to reappear when she spoke to him last night. The big eyes on her clean face were like fireflies at night, shining slightly but full of hope in despair.
Perhaps at that moment, he chose to let her take a gamble because he promised her that it would be easy to talk.
As far as his career as a doctor is concerned, as others think, he has never considered such a bet. If it weren't for her, he would not have chosen to bet. It can only be said that his acceptance of her proposal last night was a dead horse. Ma went to the doctor. His history of active bleeding aggravated acute liver failure and he was in a coma. The chance of death was too high.