The most enlightened doctor

Yu Zhiming, the resident doctor who followed the report, rushed to a ward on the fourth floor as quickly as possible.

He found a slightly overweight man in his forties or fifties sitting on the hospital bed.

This man was sweating all over his body. Although he was breathing in oxygen, he was still breathing heavily like an old ox pulling a cart.

Yu Zhiming reached out and pressed his left chest. After probing for a moment, his heart sank again and again.

The patient in front of him no longer had arrhythmia, but developed into a more serious acute heart failure.

Yu Zhiming learned during the investigation just now that the man's coronary artery stenosis was close to 80%.

This will inevitably lead to long-term ischemia of the myocardium.

Yu Zhiming guessed that the man's arrhythmia attack just now should be the last straw that broke his heart.

It caused the myocardium to finally be unable to support itself and collapse after a burst of extremely rapid output.

During the investigation, Yu Zhiming discovered that the patient's myocardium was undergoing necrosis in patches at an alarming rate, which led to a rapid decline in his heart's pumping function.

He raised his head to meet the man's longing gaze and said cruelly: "Your situation is very serious."

"There are two options."

"The first one is that I can buy you about half an hour to wake up and say your final farewell to your family."

After Yu Zhiming said this, he saw the man's eyes suddenly doubled in size, his face full of shock and disbelief.

At this time, Yu Zhiming did not have time to explain in detail, so he said quickly: "The second method is to carry out rescue according to conventional methods."

"After three to five minutes, you will fall into a cardiogenic coma."

"After about three or four hours, your heart will completely lose its function and you will have to use extracorporeal circulation to maintain your life."

"If your family asks the hospital to save you at all costs, we will put you on an artificial heart-lung machine or transplant you with an artificial heart to maintain your life."

"With very, very good luck, within the next one to three months, you may be able to get a suitable heart donor for a heart transplant."

Yu Zhiming added: "The second treatment option, the treatment cost starts at least one million."

He met the man's gaze again and urged: "Choose one? Or two?"

Yu Zhiming continued: "If you don't make a choice, I will choose the second rescue option by default."

"The outcome depends on your family's choice and your own luck."

While speaking, Yu Zhiming kept staring at the man's eyes.

I saw that the man's eyes were constantly changing, first pleading and begging, then hesitating and struggling.

Suddenly, the man's eyes became calm.

He opened his mouth and tried his best to speak: "One, one..."

"The world is too tiring. Let's leave early...good morning..."

Yu Zhiming was startled for a moment, then stretched out his hand and shouted: "Adrenaline, two!"

The next moment, two pieces of adrenaline were placed in Yu Zhiming's hands.

Without any hesitation, Yu Zhiming injected two pieces of adrenaline into the man's body at the same time.

Afterwards, Yu Zhiming stood up and looked at the resident doctor who brought him here and was about the same age as himself.

"You, stay! Every five minutes, remember to inject two doses of epinephrine into the patient."

Yu Zhiming saw Cheng Wen in the ward again and warned, "Cheng Wen, you also stay."

"Others, follow me out. Don't disturb the patient and say goodbye to his family..."

Yu Zhiming walked out of the ward and walked towards the stairs without stopping.

He went down the stairs to the second floor and returned directly to the big office with a serious expression.

Zhou Mo stood up and silently poured him a glass of warm water.

Yu Zhiming took it and drank it in one gulp.

"The patient chose to say his final farewell to his family. When he made his choice, he said that the world is too tiring and it would be better to leave early."

Zhou Mo said slowly: "Some time ago, there was a very popular short video on the Internet. A girl's words 'I won't come back in the next life' resonated with millions of people."

"The life pressure of ordinary people is too great."

Yu Zhiming came to sit down at his desk and sighed: "Life is not easy, and everyone is carrying a heavy load."

"Zhou Mo, let's eat..."

Next, Yu Zhiming turned his heavy heart into appetite and launched a continuous attack on the food.

As a doctor in a special hospital, it is common for patients to die.

Yu Zhiming must adjust his mood, get rid of bad emotions, and prepare physically and mentally for the afternoon's work...

Twenty minutes later, the resident doctor who reported the news came to the big office again.

But this time he walked in with steady steps and eyes full of tears.

"Doctor Yu, that patient is gone."

"Before he left, he talked on the phone with his parents and two sons. However, he did not tell them about his situation. He just told them that he loved them and asked them to take care of themselves."

"When he talked to his wife on the phone, he thanked her for her efforts, and then explained his funeral details one by one."

The young resident doctor choked up and continued: "Dr. Yu, he also asked me to say thank you to you, so that he could have time to say goodbye to his family."

Yu Zhiming glanced at the identity plate hanging on the chest of the resident doctor and knew his name.

Tang Xing.

"Doctor Tang, you joined this summer?"

Tang Xing nodded.

“How many patients have passed away?”

Tang Xing said softly: "Not to mention others, there are eleven patients that I have taken care of, including this one today."

Yu Zhiming said softly: "Eleven is still missing."

"A total of 117 patients who I have been responsible for died due to ineffective treatment."

After a pause, he turned around and said, "Doctor Tang, you haven't eaten yet, right? Go eat."

"There's more work waiting for you in the afternoon."

Tang Xing shook his head and said, "I have no appetite. Doctor Yu, I'm going back upstairs. I won't disturb your rest."

After saying this, Tang Xing bowed to Yu Zhiming, nodded to Zhou Mo, and left the big office.

After Tang Xing left, Zhou Mo couldn't help but ask: "Doctor Yu, have you really experienced the death of one hundred and seventeen patients?"

Yu Zhiming glanced at Zhou Mo and said, "Isn't that a lot? On average, there are only twenty or thirty people a year!"

"When I worked in a county hospital, it was normal for two or three patients to die a day."

Zhou Mo chuckled and asked again: "When the patient died due to ineffective treatment at the beginning, did you feel very sad and cried?"

Yu Zhiming closed his eyes and began to rest with his eyes closed, ignoring Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo curled his lips and stopped disturbing Yu Zhiming...

At nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, the women's volleyball players who had made an appointment before came to the big office accompanied by Dr. Cai Yongxian, the trauma surgeon.

That tall figure of over 1.9 meters really gave Yu Zhiming a sense of oppression.

Fortunately, her body looks relatively slender and not very strong, otherwise the feeling of oppression would increase several times.

The women's volleyball player's name is Wu Shuang, who is twenty-eight years old this year.

After a brief acquaintance, Yu Zhiming asked bluntly: "Miss Wu, do you want to carefully sort out and repair the injuries on your body to improve your sports status?"

"Or just solve some individual problems?"

Wu Shuang said with some embarrassment: "Doctor Yu, I am twenty-eight years old and I have already passed my peak period of exercise."

"I'm going to retire and work as a physical education teacher in a university."

After a pause, Wu Shuang continued: "Of course, if possible, it would be great to solve all the problems of the whole body at once."

"If not, it's best to solve it..."

She pointed to her left ankle and said, "I've been feeling uncomfortable here. Every time I finish a game, it hurts for a few days."

Wu Shuang pointed to her right shoulder again and said, "Every morning when I wake up, I feel sore and uncomfortable."

"Also, here is my right waist..."

Wu Shuang pointed out six places on his body that Yu Zhiming needed to focus on.

Then, Yu Zhiming, who knew what was going on, took her to the examination room and gave her a physical examination.

Wu Shuang is a typical sports injury.

Her wrist joints, knee joints, ankle joints, etc. are suffering from excessive wear and tear.

At the same time, there are dozens of tendon injuries, muscle injuries, large and small, as well as bone injuries, blood vessel injuries, and nerve injuries on the thighs, calves, arms, waist, shoulders, and backs.

This inspection also made Yu Zhiming feel firsthand how difficult it is for athletes.

Ten or twenty years of training every day has deformed the development of some bones.

In order to save Wu Shuang from suffering now and ten or twenty years later, Yu Zhiming listed a total of thirty-one places that needed to be repaired.

Wu Shuang never closed her mouth when she saw the large and small marks that Yu Zhiming marked on her body.

"Dr. Yu, is this too much? It's like I have to go through an operation all over my body."

Yu Zhiming said solemnly: "Miss Wu, I have already picked out the main injuries to mark."

"There is still some damage. Although it has no impact now, in ten or twenty years, as your functions deteriorate, the impact will become obvious."

"When the time comes, you will definitely thank me when you see what happened to your teammates."

Cai Yongxian also said: "Dr. Yu is very responsible and forward-looking."

"Trust Dr. Yu and he won't let you suffer."

Wu Shuang said softly: "Of course I can trust Dr. Yu's ability."

"It's just that there are so many damages that need to be repaired..."

She looked at Cai Yongxian and asked, "How long will this take? How much will it cost?"

Cai Yong first said thoughtfully: "The ankle and left knee joint injuries are a bit troublesome to repair."

"It costs about 100,000 to repair a joint."

"Plus there are so many injuries..."

Cai Yong calculated it first and said, "The total cost is about five to six million."

"As for the operation time, if multiple people work together, it will take about two to three operations, each time taking one day!"

Wu Shuang said with embarrassment: "The cost of this treatment is too high. My budget cannot exceed 200,000."

Cai Yong first said: "With a budget of 200,000 yuan, we can only repair the ankle joint and left knee joint."

"Judging from Dr. Yu's description, these two joints of yours are most in need of surgical repair."

"Otherwise, it will affect your future actions..."

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