118 Helpless
This kind of thing has nothing to do with identity and status, if this is known to the media, the whole country will not be shocked, and in the end, not only Xue Chunhe, but even Dean Shen, who is retiring as a sophomore of medical college, will have to be hanged.
Even if it's for the good of the patient, there are more people who do bad things in the name of me for your good.
Anyway, no matter what the family's family is or what the background is, the second year of medical college will never dare to do this. Just a joke, an idea. Back then, when there was no anesthesia in surgery, it was basically an anesthesia method for adults who used stick numbness.
Therefore, at that time, the first year of the medical university organized a hospital-wide consultation, and felt that there was no way to operate, so it was recommended that the patient go to a higher-level hospital for treatment. The meaning is very clear, let's go to the imperial capital to see, let's go to Xiehe, the last stop of domestic medical treatment, we don't recruit.
The family also planned to go to the imperial capital Concord to have a look, but the patient's condition progressed quickly, and he had symptoms of dyspnea in only a few days.
Five hours ago, the patient fell into a coma due to hypoxemia and was sent to the first hospital of the Medical University, so Xue Chunhe called many directors from home to consult with the whole hospital again.
Everyone present knew that the purpose of this consultation was not to treat the disease, but to tell the patient's family that we had done our best.
Modern medicine has limitations, just like looking at the quick surgery without anesthesia many years ago with modern eyes, which is ridiculous. But in that historical period, there is no other way.
The same is true at present, the limitations of science and the limitations of the times restrict the treatment of many diseases, and there are always times when there is nothing to be done, just do your best.
Xue Chunhe sighed, and he said, "Then so be it, there is no other good way." ”
"Dean, shall I go and explain to my family?" asked Li Zhong, director of thoracic surgery.
"I'll go. Xue Chunhe sighed again and said.
The expectations of the family are still very high, and it is difficult to accept that the patient has no choice but to wait for death. And it's not death in the state of cachexia, it's suffocation alive.
It's a headache, a real headache.
Just when everyone was at a loss, Ren Haitao's mobile phone rang.
His face tightened, and he hurriedly pressed the horn with his hand. The dean had a sad face, his mobile phone rang at this time, didn't he send himself to the muzzle.
Sure enough, Dean Xue raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.
Ren Haitao scolded in his heart, who is this, and he doesn't pick a time to call.
took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and he immediately whispered, "Teacher Wu." ”
"Hmm, Teacher Wu called you?" Xue Chunhe asked in surprise.
“......”
Ren Haitao felt that the eyes of everyone in the whole room were staring at him, he didn't feel superior, but felt that there were countless hidden arrows shooting from everywhere. In just a split second, he was shot into a sieve.
"Ask Mr. Wu what's going on. Dean Xue said in a deep voice.
"Huh. Ren Haitao smiled and immediately picked up the phone, "Teacher Wu, hello." ”
"Mmmm, I'm on duty and I'm consulting with the whole hospital. ”
"Okay, okay, don't worry, you won't delay things, Dean Xue is also here. ”
"Know, know, you can rest assured. ”
said again and again that he was relieved, and then Ren Haitao hung up the phone.
"What is Teacher Wu looking for you for?" Xue Chunhe asked.
Ren Haitao felt that there was a faint hostility in this sentence, and he said with a smile, "Mr. Wu was on vacation in Laojiu Mountain, and he happened to meet a patient who was in anaphylactic shock caused by the use of mosquito repellent and sunscreen, and he was worried that something would happen on the road, so he followed the patient over. ”
"What's wrong with using mosquito repellent and sunscreen together?" asked Director Xu of the Department of Anesthesiology.
"Teacher Wu came to our hospital?" Xue Chunhe asked.
The two asked in unison, Ren Haitao looked at it, and immediately replied, "Well, Mr. Wu came with the 120 ambulance, and it will be there in half an hour." ”
"Director Ma, arrange a bed in the general ward. Dean Xue said, "I'll go and talk to the patient's family." ”
"Dean, do you want to take a look at Teacher Wu?" Ren Haitao suggested.
"I still need to say it!" Xue Chunhe said, "I'll go and talk to my family, if Teacher Wu can't help it, then the imperial capital doesn't need to go." ”
Thinking of Teacher Wu and thinking of him sitting as steady as Mount Tai in front of the burn ward, Xue Chunhe's heart was a little more stable.
It's really time for Mr. Wu to come, take a look at Mr. Wu, and give an explanation to the family.
If the patient really dies, when he talks about it in the future, he can pat his chest and say Wu Mian and Teacher Wu I will invite you to come for a consultation, Teacher Wu can't help it, who in China dares to say okay. Moreover, this is also the best explanation for the elderly.
If this is the case, whether it is the patient's family or himself, he or she will feel better if he or she has done his best.
Xue Chunhe stood up, already thinking about how to explain this matter to the patient's family. You must tell the truth, Mr. Wu, one of the people with the highest level of science at home and abroad, wants to come for consultation, if not, there is really no need to go to the imperial capital.
Well, let's just say that.
As for the patients with anaphylactic shock sent by Mr. Wu...... It's just anaphylactic shock, and Mr. Wu is still in the car, what can happen. It's amazing to be on a ventilator, and it's great to be on ECMO, anyway, even if he is a dead person when he comes to the first year of medical college, he can live for a few more days.
"You bring someone to pick up Mr. Wu, and Mr. Wu's patients must be handled properly to reassure him. Dean Xue arranged.
After saying that, there was silence all around.
Everyone looked at each other, but in the end no one spoke. Ren Haitao's face was flushed, he knew that because Wu Mian called him, it was difficult for others to say anything.
"Well, don't worry, Dean. Ren Haitao whispered.
"Go ahead. After Dean Xue finished speaking, he took Director Ma of the Medical Department to find the patient's family.
"Director Ma, do you think Mr. Wu can do anything?" asked Dean Xue as if talking to himself.
"There shouldn't be much to do. Director Ma said with a serious expression.
This is the most basic medical advice, it is all your own people, and without the patient's family around, it doesn't make any sense to say something nice. Truth be told, it is the original duty of a medical director to make the coldest and most rational judgments.
"Alas. Dean Xue sighed, "I'm used to accompanying Mr. Zhou for checkups every year, and once I know that I won't have a chance next year, I'm really uncomfortable." ”
"No way, after all, it's almost eighty. Director Liao persuaded.
Zhou Ruzhou is an academician of the Academy of Sciences, his hometown is in the provincial capital, and he returned to his hometown at the age of 72 to recuperate. This kind of national treasure-level figure is highly valued by both the province and the hospital, and the Second Hospital of the Medical University is responsible for the physical examination of Mr. Zhou every year.
Who would have thought that Zhou Lao suddenly got such a disease, and he couldn't do anything about it.
"I know it, but I'm not willing to do it. Has Xiao Jin's mood calmed down?" Dean Xue asked.