A high-end ward of Suhai Zhongxin Hospital, the largest hospital in Suhai, was crowded with people. In addition to the family members of the patients who had just arrived from Xiangdao, they were doctors and nurses.
A young man said to a doctor in a white coat: "Is there really nothing we can do?"
The doctor in a white coat shook his head and said: "I have tried my best. You know, stroke is just a common term. In fact, Mr. Li fainted because of a ruptured cerebral blood vessel, and Mr. Li has always suffered from high blood pressure. Originally,
The mortality rate of this disease is high, not to mention that Mr. Li was delayed for some time when he fell ill. In fact, when he was sent to the hospital, he was already dead, and we also treated him as if he had performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Please forgive me."
The young man said angrily: "Quick doctor, fucking quack doctor."
The doctor was obviously a little embarrassed and said: "Young man, this is a hospital. We are just ordinary doctors, not gods. Is it possible for your people to send a dead person to the hospital and let the hospital revive him?"
A woman's voice said: "Son, forget it. Don't blame the doctor. If you want to blame it, blame your father himself. He knows he has high blood pressure, but he still insists on running his own business. Alas."
The young man glanced at the woman who was speaking and said, "Mom, aren't I angry? My dad was fine when he came out. I didn't expect that he left like this just a few days after coming to the mainland. Can I not be angry?"
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As soon as the doctors and nurses turned around, they saw several people walking towards the ward in a hurry.
It was Jiang Xinyu and the others who came.
When Jiang Xinyu saw so many doctors and nurses, some had already walked to the corridor, and some had just walked to the door, he quickly asked: "Excuse me, is Mr. Li from Xiangdao staying in this ward?"
The doctor had just been scolded, so naturally he was not angry and said: "Are you looking for Mr. Li? There is no need to look for him, Mr. Li is already dead."
Indeed, this doctor should have some resentment. Think about it, he is just a medical student and has been a doctor in Suhai Central Hospital for more than 20 years. He cannot save the dead, heal the injured, etc.
There are indeed countless people. Even those who are left with their last breath have saved countless lives. He is already a highly respected old doctor. He also wants to save face. Now let him be scolded by a young man. If he doesn’t have any resentment at all, then
Isn't he a saint?
Sha Zixuan didn't know the reason. She looked at Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Xinyu shook his head. He didn't know the reason either.
Next to him, Head Gui whispered: "The mortality rate of stroke is very high."
Jiang Xinling opened her consciousness and took a look at the patient lying on the hospital bed. She saw that the patient was really not breathing. According to common sense, it can be judged that the patient was dead, but Jiang Xinling found that there was a faint trace of blood on the patient's head.
The air flow, that is, a person's life has not really disappeared. If even the last trace of life disappears, it can only mean that the person's body has become cold after death, and that is the real death.
Jiang Xinling suddenly said to Head Gui: "Lao Gui, this man still has a glimmer of hope. Do you dare to give it a try?"
Jiang Xinling has a thousand ways to make the patient wake up directly, but this method cannot be used in front of ordinary people. If he really did this, the patient's family would think it was a fake corpse.
Head Gui also took a closer look at the patient on the bed and said in a low voice: "If I only use conventional methods, I can only use acupuncture to repair the ruptured blood vessels and remove the congestion in his skull."
Jiang Xinling said: "Then do you want to take action?"
Head Gui glanced at Jiang Xinyu and concluded that Jiang Xinyu should make the decision on this matter. After all, Jiang Xinyu is the boss here.
Jiang Xinyu said: "Do you really have a way?"
Jiang Xinling said: "Didn't you say that you should return to the head? Conventional methods will definitely not work. Unconventional methods can even save a dead person, let alone this person who is not completely dead?"
Sha Zixuan also knew the methods of these people. Gao Lixin had been dead for three years, with only some bones left. Her sister Jiang Xinli actually used seal flesh and blood to reshape Gao Lixin's body, but she still had some concerns and said: "
I wonder if the patient’s family is willing to let us take action?”
Jiang Xinling said: "Let me do it. I have a way to make the patient's family agree to us. All we have to do is return to the head of the hospital and save the patient in the end. As for the process, everyone has been saved. Do they still care about the process?"
Jiang Xinyu said: "It's not too late. If you want to take action, hurry up. You're like a girl."
Sha Zixuan said: "Are you talking about me? I'm just a girl, okay?"
Jiang Xinyu said: "I'm not talking about you, I'm just talking about Xin Ling."
The discussions of several people at the door of the room, although they were all in whispers, were still heard by the nurses who came out from behind. Those nurses quietly told the doctor what these people said, but those doctors just
He stopped and didn't come back to make fun of him, because these people were just talking and hadn't even entered the ward yet.
Although there were many people in the ward, the ones left behind were all the patients' family members, or the company's executives who accompanied Mr. Li to Suhai this time. That woman was obviously Mr. Li's wife, and now her husband has passed away.
, crying loudly is inevitable, and even that young man, although he was very arrogant just now, had no choice but to cry with his mother when his father died.
Jiang Xinling didn't care who the people in the ward were, and said crisply: "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Crying in mourning? Why do I feel that the people on this bed are not dead yet, and you are starting to cry in mourning. Isn't it too early?
point?"
When the young man heard that someone was disturbing his mourning, he said angrily: "Who asked you to come in? Do you know that it is very unethical to disturb others at this time?"
Jiang Xinling said: "Who are you, the patient on this bed?"
The young man said truthfully: "My dad is on the bed. The doctors have already determined that he is dead, but you say that my dad is not dead yet. What's the point?"
Jiang Xinling said: "Because they are just ordinary doctors. For ordinary doctors, a situation like yours can indeed be declared dead. However, my miracle doctor said that you are not dead yet and can be saved."
The doctors and nurses who had just stopped in the corridor were unhappy when they saw this man entering the ward and questioning their own medical skills. It was true that they were ordinary doctors, but they had been practicing medicine for more than 20 years.
After all, there are tens of thousands of patients who have been treated. Even if you don't have the ability to save the dead, you have saved countless lives without dying. Now let a little girl question whether it is tolerable or not.
The doctor turned back angrily, pushed Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Xinli away, and shouted at Jiang Xinling: "Who are you? Who asked you to enter the ward and cause trouble?"
The person on the hospital bed is still lying there, as before, but all the instruments have been removed, because this patient no longer needs you.
Jiang Xinling rolled his eyes and said: "Have you not finished the treatment and declared the patient dead? Then can it be said that your mission has been completed and the next thing has nothing to do with you. We are just talking about this patient.
There is still a glimmer of hope, whether to save or not depends on the patient’s family, what does it have to do with you?”