"What can we do?"

Professor Zhu turned around and looked at Zhang Tianyang deliberately.

"Dr. Zhang, what do you think we can do?"

"The first rotation, but it should have been learned in class, cirrhosis, liver failure but patients, what can we do?"

Zhang Tianyang shook his head.

"Nothing can be done. ”

"yes, I can't do anything. ”

Professor Zhu shook his head slightly.

"Cirrhosis is a disease that cannot be reversed, and the disease can only be slowed down as much as possible, but the progression can be treated symptomatically.

Liver protection, yellowing, ascites, albumin supplementation, and antiviral drugs for those with hepatitis B.

We can only delay as much as possible, but we can't cure it.

It's not that you don't want him to die, he can not die. ”

Seeing Zhang Tianyang's serious face, Professor Zhu gently patted him on the shoulder.

"It didn't take long, did it?"

"I got used to it later. ”

Professor Zhu said, and suddenly the style of painting changed.

"Xiao Zhang, you are very good. ”

Zhang Tianyang was stunned, and finally didn't wait for Professor Zhu to explain what was good.

A group of white coats continued their computer rounds.

There are more than 8 patients in one bed, and each patient is worth their efforts to save.

Performing their duties, Senior Brother She was beating the critical illness notice, and Zhang Tianyang stood behind him and watched.

"The patient is in a state of liver failure, his condition continues to deteriorate, he has recently experienced a sharp deterioration in kidney function, lung infection at home, respiratory failure, acute heart failure, and his condition is critical, and his life may be in danger at any time. ”

......

The condition of the 8 beds progressed very quickly.

Before the morning rounds, the patient can still speak, sit up, and eat.

In the middle of the round, a little nurse came running.

"Professor Zhu's group of doctors, your 8 beds seem to be dying, and your family members are looking for them. ”

Professor Zhu reacted quickly and threw down a sentence, "You wait a while, there is rescue." And he took a step and ran.

Zhang Tianyang followed closely behind, and when he hurried to the ward, he saw that the uncle in bed 8 was already unconscious.

The monitor at the bedside ticks, and the patient's laborious breathing rumbles to accompaniment.

Professor Zhu quickly conducted a physical examination again and shook his head.

"Did you call an ambulance to take him back? as soon as possible, as far as you can, try to get him home. ”

The family brother nodded.

Zhang Tianyang could see his clenched fists hidden behind him and tremble uncontrollably.

"Doctor, is it really not going to work?"

The patient's wife was also called back, and she rushed up and grabbed Professor Zhu's hand.

"He had fainted before, and he had fainted, and he was sent to your hospital, and you saved him.

You can do it this time, right?"

"Mom!"

The little brother of the family quickly pulled her back, but her eyes were also red.

"Salvation, isn't it?"

The woman tilted her head to stare at Professor Zhu, looking at her and shaking her head, her eyes gradually becoming desperate.

"He's still awake in the morning!"

"It's okay just now!

You can still talk to me.

Also, you can eat.

He likes to eat the oranges I peeled for him, and he just ate them.

He's fine!

Why can't it be?"

"Mom, you don't want that. ”

The little brother hugged the woman from behind, stopping her body, but he couldn't stop her tears.

The family members were emotional, and Professor Zhu couldn't say anything, so he withdrew from the ward with a group of white coats.

Zhang Tianyang walked at the back, and when he left the door, he couldn't help but turn around.

"You say, why can't it work all of a sudden!"

Half of the woman's body was already paralyzed on the little brother, and her facial features were crowded together because of pain.

"You, you, I, I, I'm going to take him home, I, I'...... Woohoo......"

Tears flowed down the furrows on her face, and the woman suddenly broke free from her little brother and threw herself on the hospital bed.

"Woo, don't you go, okay? Open your eyes and look at me, look at me......"

When he walked to the end of the corridor, Zhang Tianyang could still hear the woman's howl.

The patients in the surrounding wards are exceptionally quiet.

Everyone seems to know that there is a patient who is suffering with them and is leaving.

It seems that everyone knows that their day will come sooner or later.

Professor Zhu continued to make rounds, and at the end, the patients who were on the rounds couldn't help but speak.

"Another one?"

"Hmm. ”

"Alas...... It's all fate......"

......

Ten minutes later, the car came.

A group of people hugged the 8-bed uncle, crying and walking, and gradually drifted away.

Professor Zhu negotiated with the family brother and asked them to go first, and then come back in a few days to take out the hospital summary and be discharged.

Senior Brother She was busy with the matter of 8 beds, and Zhang Tianyang found a computer near the door, ready to look at the medical records of other patients.

"Crunch—"

The door to the doctor's office was pushed open, and a man in a suit leaned in halfway in.

"Hello, teacher. ”

Zhang Tianyang paused for a moment before he realized that the man was calling himself.

"I'm a transshipment specialist, it's a business card, call us if you need it. ”

A stack of business cards was respectfully placed by the man into a small box in the upper left corner of the table.

"Teacher, you're busy. ”

The man left, but Zhang Tianyang's eyes stayed on the small box.

If I'm not mistaken, Professor Zhu just took it out from here......

He reached out and pulled out a business card.

White background, concise blue lines, highlighting a few large characters -

"Transport Ambulance"

There's also the phone number and a line of small print underneath –

"XX Transfer, send you home!"

Sending you home?

What kind of patients need to be taken home by ambulance?

Delivered, I'm afraid it's the last journey, right?

Zhang Tianyang smiled bitterly, and a sense of powerlessness surged up from his heart.

There had never been a moment when he felt so helpless.

Some diseases can be cured, but for most diseases, doctors are helpless.

This is the case for the 8-bed uncle, as well as for all the patients with cirrhosis who are hospitalized on the 3rd and 4th floors.

Live one day, one less day.

Live a day, earn a day.

......

"Don't be sad. ”

The explosive head senior sister pushed Zhang Tianyang, who was stunned with his business card, and took advantage of the opportunity for him to stand up stupidly and snatched his computer.

While quickly prescribing a doctor's order, he didn't forget to continue to comfort him.

"In normal hearts, people will die, patients will, and so will we. ”

"Only by cheering up can we help more people!"

"I know. ”

Zhang Tianyang carefully put the business card back and smiled.

"yes, cheer up. ”

Senior Brother He walked over with a stack of medical records at this time.

"Xiao Zhang, you're doing a good job. Fortunately, you found out about the patient's condition in time.

If it is any later, the patient may not even make it home to make it home. ”

He smiled at Zhang Tianyang, "Professor Zhu still has to go to the Overseas Chinese Department to see patients, and the matter here will be left to me." ”

"Actually, Professor Zhu doesn't let you interns take care of patients, but I'm just using my authority. ”

"Nominally, let's just say that the two of us are in charge together. ”

He waved the medical records in his hand.

"Bed 82 just came in today, Xiao She is estimated to be unavailable, you, do you want to care?"