Back To The Age Of The '80s

"Professor Li."

"Professor Li."

Li Zheng walked out of the elevator wearing a white lab coat, and the lab personnel greeted him from time to time along the way. He pursed his lips and nodded, looking through yesterday's patient data while walking.

"The tumors of most patients are well controlled. Although there is no obvious shrinkage phenomenon, they have not grown up either. The cancer cells in beds 16 and 32 have spread to the whole body, and local targeted drugs may not be effective for them." Pierce walked Whispered in Li Zheng's ear.

During the past six months or so, Pierce and Danussen played the role of deputy with due diligence, which saved Li Zheng a lot of worry.

For example, after the laboratory stage is over, the drug clinic no longer requires him to work all day and all night.Our Mr. Liang flew to New York as early as the first day when Li Zheng announced that the drug had entered the clinical stage. He didn't talk much and didn't complain. He is a typical "good wife" image after the scientific research front.

My lover is too considerate, no, Li Zheng will be late today.

"Dad, this is a picture of Ace, you can see him turning over."

"Look at his small eyes, looking at someone, they are always straight, very cute."

"Dad, are you thirsty? Do you want a drink?"

"Dad, you'll be fine." The woman's voice trembled slightly.

Li Zheng's footsteps stopped, he looked at the ward number on the door, and turned the information in his hand to the corresponding page number.

"This is a 16-bed patient. His former attending doctor told his family members a month ago that he has only been there for a few months. The family members were not reconciled. Seeing our new drug clinical trial, they signed up for his father. The patient's son is A UN peacekeeper who doesn’t come back several times a year, this is his son’s wife.”

Li Zheng was silent for 2 minutes, turned the page, and strode away.

He walked to the door of the office and turned his head, "Give me the details of the 16th bed and 32nd bed, and ask the researcher in charge to come to my office."

"Okay, Professor Li."

Li Zheng knows that erlotinib based on EGRF research is effective for locally advanced and metastatic non-small cell lung cancer. He can't save these people, but maybe he can make the patient survive until his grandson is out of the heat preservation box.

Li Zheng heard from Pierce that the family members of the 16-bed patient wanted the patient to see their grandson, but the grandson was born prematurely and could not leave the incubator for the first three months, so the patient could only see the photos.

"Change the drug cycle, take the drug once every 14 days, and change the drug dosage to body weight KG multiplied by 5."

"Okay, Professor."

However, this time, God didn't seem to be on Li Zheng's side. The cancer pain made the old man barely able to speak a word at the end of his life. His arms were barely visible, and his whole body was emaciated. Only the lungs are raised and hard, like a pregnant woman.

When the "beep" sounded when the heart stopped beating, the medical staff and researchers rushed to the ward as fast as possible.

"First aid! First aid preparation."

"CPR, two people rotate, hurry up! Defibrillator ready!"

Medical staff at the state hospital quickly pushed the man out of the ward, and a medical staff member jumped on top of the patient and began CPR.

The researchers bowed their heads silently, holding a white notebook in one hand, and quickly recorded in the other. The cold data came out of their mouths one by one, which was particularly chilling.

Li Zheng is one of them. He recorded the last data calmly, and came out of the ward as if he was exhausted. The moment he left the ward, his eyes met the eyes of another patient in the double ward. Li Zheng shivered instantly due to despair.

"Clinical medicine is a very difficult job, and some researchers even dare not enter the laboratory because of this." Ruiz's words were still in his ears, and he smiled wryly and walked out of the ward quickly.

The half hour passed very long, and the patient's son and daughter-in-law rushed over immediately. The patient's son was still wearing the clothes of the UN peacekeeping force. To Li Zheng's surprise, he was actually an acquaintance.

When Li Zheng entered Doman with the United Nations medical rescue team, this United Nations soldier was one of the escorts.

The soldier also seemed to have recognized Li Zheng, he walked up to him quickly, and gave a military salute to Li Zheng.

"Mr. Li, tell me the truth, is there still hope for my father?" The soldier looked resolute, and looked at Li Zheng with faint respect. Biologists are respected very much, because they are also human beings and can be infected.

During their stay in Africa, they didn't even know when they would be infected with Doc disease, and then they were sent back to China for isolation by their heavily armed teammates. However, the appearance of Li Zheng changed everything. The soldiers were immediately vaccinated against Doke's disease. The threat of infectious diseases was gone, and the atmosphere in the army suddenly became much better.

"Sorry." It was extremely difficult for Li Zheng to say these two words.

The soldier seemed to have expected this answer, and didn't react too aggressively, but the look in his eyes dimmed all of a sudden.

"Then please stop the traumatic rescue of my father. He is in pain." Before that, the old man had been lying on the hospital bed for half a year. Every day in the hospital bed, he was suffering from cancer pain. The soldier understands that his father It is too painful, if there is no hope, this kind of pain will bring about a day or two of life, which is almost a cruel punishment for the patient.

Li Zheng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, the soldier had already bowed deeply to him.

"I'm sorry, the professor is a scientist, not a medical staff. Please communicate with the medical staff of the hospital." Pierce hurried up to make a rescue.

However, what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Shut up, I didn't talk to you!" The soldier suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, his arms were raised, and a dark hole appeared in front of Pierce.

Everyone in the corridor screamed, "Gun, it's a gun!"

The soldier pointed at Pierce with the black hole, and there was a trace of bloodthirsty on the square face of a soldier who had been on the battlefield, "Quiet, okay?"

"Okay, you put the gun down first." Pierce's sweat came down all of a sudden.

Li Zheng took a step forward, protecting Professor Pierce behind him, "George, put the gun down."

George looked into Li Zheng's eyes, thought for two seconds, and slowly retracted the gun.

"Mr. Li, I only trust you." He said word by word.

Li Zheng took a deep breath, "I see."

He looked at the time on his wrist, and it was almost 16 minutes before the 25-bed patient entered the emergency room, and 5 minutes before the legal stop of rescue.

Li Zheng stepped forward while everyone was watching, and said to the medical staff inside through the walkie-talkie: "Stop traumatic rescue, and announce the time of death."

Li Zheng only felt buzzing in his ears, and the only sound in the corridor was his own voice.

There was silence on the walkie-talkie for a while, and it took a long time to respond: "Okay, Professor Li."

How can a person's life be decided by a single sentence like this?

Li Zheng didn't know what kind of feeling this was. Even if his reason told him that even if he didn't say this, it would be almost impossible for the patient on the 16th bed to be revived. The one-ten-thousandth possibility of opening the eyes is lost forever like this.

A snow-white push bed was pushed out. When George saw this scene, he let out a roar like a wounded beast.

The woman's cry mixed with the man's growl made one feel a sense of sadness from the bottom of his heart.

Li Zheng stood at the side of the corridor, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw patients who could still walk stood at the door of the wards.

Their eyes were as indifferent and desperate as that of the 17-bed patient.

Li Zheng didn't know how he felt at this moment, as if the whole world had turned pale all of a sudden, the corridor was empty, except for him, there were only those patients standing at the door of the ward looking at him with desperate and indifferent eyes .

The snow-white push bed was slowly pushed past Li Zheng, and he smelled the strong smell of disinfectant and a faint smell of blood. Everyone present, including the patients standing at the door of the ward, sent away this man who had fought against the disease with a gift of attention. Last minute patients.

Before Li Zheng could take a breath, a hurried voice came from the intercom.

"Doctor Albert, bed 32 is critically ill!" The voice was piercing, accompanied by the sound of the walkie-talkie.

Dr. Albert is the emergency doctor for the 16-bed patient just now, and also the doctor in charge of cooperating with Li Zheng and Ruiz in the new drug clinic.

"I'll be right over." He said in a deep voice, and then quickly ran to bed 32.

The reaction speed of the researchers was significantly slower than that of the medical staff. By the time they ran into the ward, a group of medical staff had already started rescue.

Li Zheng tightly held the pen in his hand, and the black pen drew a deep mark on the clean white notebook.

"The heartbeat stopped, and the patient's pupils tended to spread."

"Prepare for rescue, Annie, you go to the emergency room to tidy up, and prepare for the second rescue immediately." Albert said calmly.

"Okay, doctor."

The grunt of the push bed came to his ears, and Li Zheng suddenly came back to his senses.

"Professor, here are the data." Pierce handed his notebook to Li Zheng.

He hesitated for a moment, but still raised his hand and patted Li Zheng's shoulder, "Anti-cancer drugs are clinically available, this is a normal phenomenon."

The "Kacha" pen was broken in two in Li Zheng's hand, "Thank you." He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tried to get his mind to work again. Two minutes later, he opened his eyes again.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Li Zheng's eyes flashed with warmth when he saw Pierce standing next to him, who was worried about him as if he was worried about his junior.

He strode out of the ward, and the patients were still standing at the door, watching one push bed come out and another push bed go in.His eyes had changed from indifference and despair to emptiness.

Li Zheng paused, then walked forward without looking sideways.

However, the slightly trembling lips showed that the biologist was not at peace.

It took another 10 minutes of rescue, and another snow-white pusher came out.

In less than an hour, two lives passed away, which made the atmosphere in the hospital a little frozen, and the mood of the project team suddenly dropped, let alone watching the two patients pass away one after another.

"Li, the weak will to survive is very difficult for our clinical medicine." Ruiz rushed back immediately, and the old professor looked anxious.

"Many studies have shown that cancer is related to people's mood. In depressed mood, the growth rate of tumors will be accelerated, which has been recognized by most biologists." Ruiz rubbed his temples, "I really don't It's time to let go and let these two patients participate in the experiment," Ruiz said ruefully.

"plum?"

"plum?"

Ruiz definitely recognizes Li Zheng's academic level, but Li is a young man under 20 years old after all. You must know that when he first came into contact with clinical medicine, especially the clinical practice of advanced cancer medicine, he simply didn't want to feel that way again. recall.

But at this moment, Li Zheng couldn't afford to lose the chain.Ruiz is very clear that Li Zheng's experimental ideas accounted for most of the credit for this project to achieve what it is today, and Li Zheng has always been responsible for the control of drug doses. If he loses the chain, this experiment will fail. It's half done.

Li Zheng kept turning the watch on his right wrist with his left hand, which was a subconscious movement when he was anxious.

"Professor Ruiz." After about 5 minutes, Li Zheng raised his head, "Is the news video still available when you reported the launch of Dointinib?"

Ruiz seemed a little puzzled, but he still replied: "Of course, the videos of the listing conference and the special report of New York TV are stored in my laboratory."

"Inform the hospital that starting tomorrow, your special video on dointinib, my video on yew and Doc virus vaccine, and others will be played in the ward. Anyway, the video reporting on the results of our project is about exaggerated. The better. Professor, starting tomorrow, I will round the ward with you and Dr. Albert, okay?"