Chapter 103 Doctor Xiangjiang didn’t lose either
The next day, the Heung Kong Sanatorium Hospital team arrived in Huadu and conducted a comprehensive consultation with the patient Zhou Kai.
Huadu No. 1 Hospital still attaches great importance to the Xiangjiang medical team. This is a good opportunity to learn from each other. Vice President He Boliang personally leads the team and is responsible for communication.
In the ward, the doctor in charge, Song Jiming, was personally reporting Zhou Kai's condition to his colleagues in Xiangjiang:
"The patient has undergone right forehead craniotomy to remove hematoma + artificial dura mater repair. Eight days after the operation, head CT shows a large amount of cerebral edema, and lung CT also shows white lungs on both sides. The condition is still very critical. On the contrary, The multiple fractures throughout the body have become the smallest.”
Hong Fei, Director of Brain Surgery at Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital, clicked his tongue after watching the CT:
"The nature of the cerebrospinal fluid needs to be determined. If it is exudate or transudate, the results will be different, the treatment will be different, and the prognosis will be even different. Let us, Sanatorium and Hospital, handle it."
The Xiangjiang team that the Zhou family spent 2 million yuan to hire must of course play a role.
Song Jiming understood the rules, so he nodded: "Okay."
An hour later, Zhou Ruili and Li Yadan were called into the ward by the doctor.
Doctor Hong Fei sighed and said:
"Sheng Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, we just performed an external ventricular drainage on Mr. Ling's left side. The drained hydrocephalus was yellow and turbid. After testing, it was found that the white blood cell content in it was very high, which can confirm the diagnosis of intracranial infection, and it is very serious."
Li Yadan screamed: "What? The condition has worsened again? Didn't it mean that the infection was only in the lungs?"
Zhou Ruili was also anxious:
"So Dr. Hong, how should my son be treated now? What are the chances of surviving? Please, we must save him, no matter how much money I spend, I am willing to do so."
Dr. Hong Fei said seriously:
"The current treatment is to give vancomycin combined with meropenem to fight infection. This is already the best antibiotic in the world. In addition to medication, the key point still depends on Mr. Ling's luck. From the perspective of our doctors, survival Probably less than 20%..."
"My boy~~~"
Li Yadan screamed and fainted again. Seeing that her son was not dead, she, as a mother, couldn't hold on any longer.
Patient Zhou Kai has entered the 10th day of coma.
All the necessary drugs and treatment measures have been used, and all the experts available have been invited. Doctor Xiangjiang has no good way to rejuvenate.
Again, the longer the coma lasts, the more serious the irreversible brain damage is and the lower the chance of survival. This is well known to family members and doctors.
Finally, Zhou Ruili mobilized all his contacts and learned that a retired master from Tongrentang in the capital owned an Angong Niuhuang Pill produced in 1969 and was willing to sell it, but the asking price was 200,000 yuan.
Zhou Ruili was so excited that he immediately sent his secretary to the capital to bring back this precious Angong Pill as quickly as possible without saying a word.
After Mr. Mao's appraisal, it can be confirmed that it is a real medicine.
So the Zhou family happily fed their son after it melted through the nasal tube.
Through the glass in the intensive care unit, they saw with their own eyes that after the doctor injected Angong Wan into their son's stomach, Zhou Ruili and Li Yadan held their hands tightly together, extremely nervous.
"Husband, can my son be saved?"
Zhou Ruili gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "If there is help, there must be help."
It’s not just the family members who are nervous. In the intensive care unit, the brain surgery doctors are also closely observing the effect of Angong Niuhuang Pills on brain resuscitation.
If this clinical treatment can achieve miraculous results, then a high-quality "research team" can be established. Having a published paper is more useful to a doctor than getting tens of thousands more bonuses. Promotions and salary increases all depend on the paper.
The night passed peacefully, and the patient was motionless. This made the family members and doctors a little anxious?
Early the next morning, the ward was crowded with doctors again. Song Jiming found that the patient had no reaction at all, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
Mr. Mao, who participated in the consultation, waved his hand:
"It doesn't work that quickly. It usually takes effect 6 to 8 hours after taking the medicine. However, this child's condition is more serious, and it is not certain whether he can be revived. After all, Angong Niuhuang Pill cannot be said to be a miracle drug, and no one can guarantee it. 100% effective.”
While he was talking, the heart monitor suddenly beeped twice, and everyone raised their heads and looked over.
A young doctor exclaimed happily: "The heart rate has accelerated. It used to be only more than 50 beats per minute, but now it has reached 70 beats."
Song Jiming was very experienced. He immediately took out the pupil pen, opened the patient's eyelids and took a picture like this, and then his face showed surprise:
"The patient's eyes are moving and there is corneal reflex, which is a good thing. This is a sign of imminent brain recovery."
After saying that, Song Jiming clearly conducted several more brainstem reflex tests. He was motionless before, but now he has begun to show positive symptoms.
"Wow, this is really a miracle of life!"
“I never thought that Chinese medicine can really cure diseases? It’s amazing!”
"Our department has a key research group for this year!"
Seeing that the patient was showing signs of recovery, Mr. Mao quickly got up and checked his pulse, then nodded slightly and shook his head slightly:
"The pulse is thin, straight and soft, lingering, like silk threads, and is better than before. This shows that Angong Pills are indeed miraculous. But don't be too happy too early. One Angong Niuhuang Pill is not enough at all. Support the patient's brain resuscitation.
This is like a paddy field that has been in drought for a long time. You have found the right way to irrigate, but unfortunately the amount of water you have given is too little. Watering only once is not enough to revive the dying seedlings. If there is no follow-up treatment with Angong Pills, the effect may be short-lived.
It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Outside the ward, Song Jiming hurriedly came out to communicate with his family members:
"What, my son has signs of recovery? Oh my god, thank God, he is finally waking up~~~~"
Li Yadan clasped her hands together and cried with joy.
Zhou Ruili was also very excited. This was his only heir and he couldn't take it too seriously, so he asked tremblingly:
"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you!!!"
Song Jiming didn’t have much of a smile on his face:
"You two calm down first. There are only signs of recovery now, but our old Chinese medicine doctor also said that just one Angong Niuhuang Pill is not enough, or even far from enough, so now we must get more An Gong Niuhuang Pills. Miyamaru.”
Zhou Ruili was confused when he heard this, "Oh, how many Angong Pills are needed?"
Song Jiming did the math:
"According to old Chinese medicine, you should feed one pill a day, at least between 7 and 14 days, so you must prepare at least 10 pills now, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted. If the coma lasts longer than 14 days, the possibility of waking up will be It’s very small.”
If you can't wake up, you will be in a vegetative state.
One pill was obtained with great difficulty, but 10 pills would really kill the Zhou family...
(End of chapter)