Chapter 4: Resurrection from the Dead (1)
Outside the crowded surgical ward on the fourth floor, Wen Xuan walked into the elevator with the consultation record book and Director Tan. He stretched out his trimmed and clean fingers and pressed the button of the eighteenth-floor high-level ward, which was the two floors that Wen Xuan traveled to and from the hospital the most during this time. The old elevator creaked up with difficulty, and Wen Xuan touched the wallet that was getting flattened on his waist, and his mood resisted this journey with the elevator. The stainless steel in the elevator reflected Director Tan's face under his sparse hair, Wen Xuan glanced at it secretly, and reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth up, wanting to present the same loving smile in front of the special patient on the eighteenth floor.
It was this particular patient: a patient who had been medically declared dead and was carried out of the morgue alive after more than five hours! This incident immediately caused an uproar in the hospital, and the hospital held an emergency hospital meeting on the same day. Wenxuan clearly remembered that at the hospital affairs meeting, Director Tan's shiny head was always lowered, and the swollen bag on it was as eye-catching as a red bull's-eye. The dean turned a blind eye, and the roar drowned out the rattling of Director Tan's knuckles. Wen Xuan had long heard that the dean was going to be promoted to the Health and Family Planning Commission, and now that such a thing has happened, what explosive news it should be in today's network! You can imagine the click-through rate, the number of follow-ups! Wen Xuan's gaze, from the dean's disguised "essential for life winners" Armani suit, turned to the Montblanc in the dean's hand that had been replaced, remembering that a certain senior had said: Let no one suffer, let the leader suffer. After a few hesitations and struggles, he plucked up his courage and whispered: "That day, the patient was indeed no longer breathing on his own, and his heart rate and electrocardiogram had already become a straight line. β
In an instant, the air condensed, all eyes turned to him, and Wen Xuan felt that there was sacrificial tomb smoke rising above his head. The dean threw away the pen in his hand, leaned back in his chair, and examined Wen Xuan majestically before asking sharply, "Youβwhich subject?" Are you defibrillating in place? Are intra-chamber adrenal hormone injections in place? How long do chest compressions take? β
Wen Xuan's face turned into the color of pig liver, and he glanced at the director and the head nurse helplessly, in fact, this kind of meeting was not the turn of a little doctor like him at all, and he was only present because he also participated in the rescue that day. There was a dead silence in the conference room, and even the rattling of Director Tan's knuckles stopped.
There was no way to ask for help, Wen Xuan had to cough dryly twice, and took the opportunity to brew the wording: "If you listen to it, you will not hide it, and if you inspect it, you will not be afraid..."
As soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by the dean's puzzled look and the gesture he was about to raise. He panicked, and his voice became a little sharp due to nervousness and excitement: "Report to the dean, my name is Wen Xuan, a surgical resident. Thank you Dean for giving me the opportunity to speak as an insignificant little doctor! Report to the dean, I have been following our director for three years, and the director is conscientious and conscientious! What's more, the little patient's mother was the director's classmate, and her grandmother knelt down for the director that day. So the director was very attentive, and we went through many checks for every little step - this - and the operation record book was clearly written. After defibrillation failed, the director also performed chest compressions himself, which lasted for forty or fifty minutes. We all saw it, and the director's face was white and soaked with sweat..."
Thanks to the thrashing of his supervisor during his graduate studies, Wen Xuan was still able to state this situation quickly and fluently. Before he finished speaking, he saw a bright light flashing in the corners of their director, Tan Guang's drooping eyes. The tears in the corners of Director Tan's eyes made Wen Xuan firm his judgment, and he was even more proud and proud from the bottom of his heart: what is the use of good medical skills, and being good at judging the situation can become a winner in life and a trendsetter of the times. It doesn't matter if you offend the dean, the county officials might as well be in charge. The dean is on high and will most likely be transferred.
The vice president was a good friend of Director Tan, and he picked up behind Wen Xuan and said, "Wellββ, dean." You see, there are more than two cases in the medical field where people are resurrected after being clinically declared dead. In fact, life is sometimes something that cannot be explained by medicine. Director Tan was also personally promoted by you, and you still don't know about his medical style? This can only be said to be a miracle of life. β
At this point, the dean was silent for a while and cleared his throat: "Under the leadership of the members of the party committee, the hospital has solid work, advanced technology and remarkable efficiency. In the face of new emergencies, we must keep pace with the times and regard crises and setbacks as opportunities and tests. At present, the top priority is, first, to control the guidance of public opinion, and you must deeply understand, implement, and take into account the overall situation; Second, do a good job of emotional stability for the patient's family; Third: Organize and set up a consultation team, don't let people live and die again, and the family will be even more unrelenting. The dean had an attitude, and everyone finally came to life, and the medical director took the lead in nodding frequently, taking a pen to record, to show that everything was subject to the leader's arrangement. The dean continued: "Fourth, patients and their families should be isolated and guarded to prevent them from coming into contact with the media. If they were transferred to the high-level ward, ordinary people could not go, and told them that this was a preferential policy given by the hospital in line with the principle of saving lives and helping the wounded: medical expenses and accommodation fees were all free. Stabilize their emotions first, and discuss other things later, correct mistakes, and hold them accountable. β
The dean took a sip of water, thought for a moment, and changed his words: "Director Tan, you and the patient's mother are classmates?" β
Director Tan was shocked and quickly replied, "Yes, it's a high school classmate." β
"What is their family background? Is there any special relationship? β
"The patient's mother is a designer, and her father is a mid-level executive in a bank. The family background is okay, oh, her grandfather is the president of the Intermediate Court. β
"Oh!" The dean sat up straight. Director Tan hurriedly added: "But I have been retired for many years. β
The dean relaxed his body, waved his hand impatiently and said, "That's it! Since you are familiar with the patient's mother, you can take on the explanation and comfort work for the family! And that little doctor, it seems that you are very close to your director, so you are responsible for monitoring the patient's family around the clock and strictly preventing medical trouble. If something goes wrong, I'm the only one who asks! Missions! You should contact the Municipal Network Management Office up and down, left and right, and deal with any rumors on the Internet in a timely manner. And-" The dean paused: "The Department of Surgery will suspend the payment of bonuses and platform fees for one quarter, as compensation for the losses caused to the hospital by the full exemption of the patient's medical expenses." β
The venue was in a commotion, and Wen Xuan, who had been immersed in excitement and nervousness, suddenly returned to reality after asking the head nurse next to him: 'Good medical skills' is used for a fart, 'good at judging the situation' is used for a fart, what 'there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book' is even more bullshit! Five years of bachelor's degree and two years of master's degree, living three shifts, what's the use of working hard, it's not that you need to reach out to your parents, and now you have stopped paying bonuses and platform fees, and after deducting three golds, there is only a basic salary of more than 1,000 left. What kind of winner in life, the tide of the times, this thousand is not even enough to eat! When is this day going to be a head...
The old elevator continued to creak upwards with difficulty, and the corners of Wen Xuan's raised mouth finally let go. He sighed helplessly, held the consultation notebook, and reluctantly followed the director into the room at the end of the corridor on the eighteenth floor. The room is spacious, and a ray of sunlight shines softly through a pale green embroidered curtain on the table in front of the window, which is filled with carnations, calla lilies, orchids and lilies, in a variety of colors and elegant colors, which exude a faint fragrance in the warm sunlight. The room is equipped with European-style ceilings, European-style TV cabinets, leather brown couches, etc., and it is difficult to associate this luxurious room with the ward without a bunch of ventilators, heart monitors and other instruments in front of the bed. Seeing them enter, a chubby, literate middle-aged man on the sofa stood up first, followed by a middle-aged woman holding the patient's hand next to the bed, her messy hair mixed with many silver strands. Perhaps because she was in a hurry, she shook twice and held on to the side of the bed before she stabilized. This is the parents of that special patient, who have been the focus of the incident for more than two weeks, and he and the hospital have been strictly guarding against them. However, these two have always seemed very quiet, cooperating with the hospital everywhere, and there was no expected medical trouble. This surprised the hospital leaders, and the calm made them wonder if there was a conspiracy, if it was the calm before the storm.
As for the one lying on the bed, it is the strange man who has come back from the dead in legend, and she has been wandering in a coma, awake, unconscious, and awake again. This squeamish little girl was crying out in pain both unconscious and awake, making her originally delicate and elegant mother tired into a middle-aged aunt. For more than two weeks, the only thing Wen Xuan heard was that a few days ago, this little princess actually asked her mother: Is the medical fee very expensive?
You know it's expensive?! Look at this room full of flowers, full of fruit blue, you are a happy, spoiled little princess. You live in the most luxurious ward in the hospital, which is cut out of our general practitioners! Do you know what room I live in, what room my parents live in...
Wen Xuan frowned slightly and stood in front of the hospital bed. The little girl gave him and the director a warm smile in return, she had no memory of her resurrection, and she didn't even remember how the car accident happened. After all, she was young, and she had improved rapidly in the past two days, and the laughter echoing in the room gradually increased. Today is the time for patients to know who they really are. Prior to this, they had discussed with the patient's parents many times, and finally decided that Director Tan would inform the patient if they could not delay any longer.
In Feiyang's ward, after Director Tan explained his condition with difficulty, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Does that mean I'm going to have to live in a wheelchair for the rest of my life?"
Director Tan nodded helplessly. The air in the hospital room condensed, Wen Xuan held his breath, his eardrums tightened, and he waited for the commonplace to erupt. He has only been a doctor for three years, but in this case, the collapse of the patient and the grief of his relatives are no longer strange. Sure enough, he heard the trembling sound of the railing of the hospital bed, which was made by the father's hands holding the railing, and An Ran, as a mother, held her daughter's hand, her eyes were closed, and her lips were trembling uncontrollably. He turned his gaze to the patient, and the girl's face turned from a haggard pale to an excited crimson, and a pair of large, clever eyes of a chicken thief flickered up and down. Finally, the gaze was fixed on her mother's face. Suddenly, the big round eyes turned into a crescent shape, and the curved lips also matched into a crescent shape, and the whole face was a standard QQ smile expression.
"Hee-hee-great, I can sleep in every day, and I don't have to talk about all sorts of reasons for my damn morning jog!"
What is this operation? Wen Xuan looked at this nonsensical girl in surprise, and Jianguo and An Ran were also stunned. Only the parties - Fei Yang flew out of countless "grass and mud horses" in his heart: drama spirits?! You! Has acting become a habit? Half paralyzed! This means that you can no longer run wantonly, and you can no longer wander around the streets and roads with fox friends and dogs; Not to mention the fact that one day I will travel the world as a photojournalist for global geography. You can't even stand up and walk for a walk! ... After a bold remark, Fei Yang's mushy head slid weakly all the way.
"Baby! Don't be like that, cry if you want to! An Ran couldn't cry, and the sunlight behind her left a deeper shadow on her face.
Wen Xuan looked at the QQ face and turned to her father with difficulty, but the middle-aged man's haggard level was not much better than her mother's. There seemed to be some light in the corners of her crescent-shaped eyes, she took a deep breath, and then another sentence came out of her crescent-shaped mouth: "Dad, will you buy me a wheelchair?" β
Father Jianguo was stunned for a moment, but also tried to squeeze a smile, and said reluctantly: "Yes." β
"I want the kind of electric, with stereo! Wellββ, I have to ask Du Niang first, see which brand is good, look at the cost performance, and then look at the comments in the post bar, after all, this field is blank for me... I'm going to search Taobao to see which one is cooler...", her voice was fast and a little sharp, as if she wanted to fill herself and the room with high-frequency tones.
Jianguo interrupted her in a choked voice: "No problem! We buy the best!"
"yesββ! I'm going to have one soon, my own! That's cool!" Fei Yang tried to blink her big eyes with excitement.
What kind of bloody line is this? It's too fake, right? Electric wheelchairs also call a ride? Also with stereo? Are you a bumper car in the park? Wen Xuan looked at the QQ smiling face in shock, and felt that she couldn't be more fake.
However, the actress's performance was not over yet, she stretched out her hand that was still inserted in the infusion tube, An Ran quickly caught it, and the actress said with a smile: "Momββ, please don't cry, it's too sensational, right?" I didn't know and thought I was filming a Korean drama! β
An Ran scolded softly: "You stupid boy! But he cried even harder.
"That's right! That's right, this is my mighty mother! Just like that, I thought my mom was dropped by aliens - haha. The actress was still in the play, and she said to Tan Guang with the standard lines of a good girl: "Uncle Tan, quickly persuade my mother." If you cry too much and get wrinkles, it's not pretty. β
At the previous class reunion, An Ran had taken Fei Yang to participate, and Director Tan and Fei Yang were quite familiar. He stretched out his broad palm and stroked Fei Yang's head, and his voice was high: "Yes, An Ran!" Technology is developing rapidly, and perhaps in the near future, there will be a cure for Fiyang. You have to have faith, you have to give your children confidence. You see, Fei Yang is so strong..."
Until the end of this live-action version of the warm and sensational inspirational variety show, Wen Xuan's eyes did not leave the squeamish QQ expression face. The girl noticed his gaze, she grabbed her head a little shyly, blocked one side with her hand, and secretly winked at him with one eye, revealing a sly smile. Wen Xuan's face was hot for a while, and he quickly lowered his head and pretended to look at the medical records......