The back hand is not just prepared to save Gao Yan's life. In fact, once Gao Yan developed kidney failure. Then the onset of systemic multi-organ failure is almost inevitable. What's more, after using naloxone, Gao Yan's body will not be able to be suppressed by the anesthetic commonly used in clinical practice - he will not even have the opportunity to go to the operating table.

This may seem like a pointless backhand, but it's actually an important strategy. If kidney failure does unfortunately, a large part of Gao Yan's death will be attributed to the family's mismatch, or the failure to transplant the kidney in time. And if the matching is successful, the inability to accept anesthesia is also due to the influence of methamphetamine.

Doctors are not stupid, and few of the people who scored more than 600 points in the college entrance examination are stupid. Setting up some backhands in the process of treatment seems to have bad intentions, but it is also forced by reality. Although the vast majority of patients and their families are grateful to doctors, the occasional medical troubles and strange things are enough to cause great harm to doctors - the hope of gambling and gambling with their health and even their lives is still regarded as liars and ill-intentioned by the patients' families. This grievance is far more difficult for doctors to accept than the poor life and the long hours.

After Zhou Ce made this suggestion, he didn't immediately continue to say anything else, but leaned against the wall, and then Yu Guang carefully watched Sun Lien's reaction.

Sun Lien was a little distressed. He also knew that this seemed the most appropriate way to do so – to allow the family to have a more direct understanding and response to Gao Yan's condition, and to minimize the risk of anger from the family. But doing so made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's a big deal, sell the house!" Gao's father's words made Sun Lien a little unbearable. The family's financial situation may not be too good. Who knows how much of a mess Gao Yan has made outside? Watching the old couple smash pots and sell iron to save their son back, the result may still be death, or a vegetative state, is this really good for them?

After being silent for a while, Sun Lien waved his hand weakly, "I'll go talk to them." Get rid of the matching first. He sighed deeply, "This kind of thing has all kinds of harm and no benefit, why should you touch it!"

Zhou Ce suddenly said, "Actually, you can consider giving up your kidneys directly." "Just treat his kidneys as if they're completely failing, regardless of any other damage." All the treatment should be given to him. In this way, there is still a chance to survive. ”

Sun Lien shook his head and said, "That's not good, the kidneys must also be protected, otherwise he can't have surgery after naloxone, and the two completely failed kidneys remain in his body, which are two time bombs, who knows when they will explode." In case it blew up during the use of naloxone, then you can only watch him die of pain. ”

Not on the left, not on the right. The current Gao Yan is definitely the most difficult patient Sun Lien has ever seen. Weigh various treatment options, while also taking into account the extent of his multiple organ damage. Sun Lien almost felt like he was juggling on a tightrope. As long as one is not careful, Gao Yan will fall off the wire rope and fall directly on the hard concrete floor without any protective measures.

Liu Pingchuan bowed deeply to the many people outside the door. When he slowly raised his head, tears had already slid down his face.

A little farther away, three black Toyota Crowns were slowly driving into the gates of the Fourth Central Hospital. All three cars have black license plates. The red word "make" is followed by three numbers, 081. The biggest difference between these three crowns and other cars that are often run on the road is the flagpole in front of the front of the car, and the Hinomaru flag on the flagpole.

This is a vehicle of the Japanese Embassy.

The nearest Japanese consulate to Ningyuan is in Shanghai. It takes about ten hours to arrive by car. So for the people of Ningyuan, such a vehicle is simply conspicuous to the extreme.

The three cars stopped at the gate, and then parked in the parking lot a little farther away under the guidance of the vehicles of the Ningyuan City Foreign Affairs Office. Five middle-aged men in black suits stepped out of the car. After nodding to each other, they walked towards the staff of Ningyuan's Foreign Affairs Office.

"It's really a problem for everyone this time. The meticulous middle-aged man in a black suit with silver-white hair combed took the lead in bowing to everyone and said, "The dog has suffered an accident in China, and I heard from Mr. Vice Consul Hamada that everyone in the Ningyuan government has given strong support. Thank you so much. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he bowed to everyone again. Although he speaks in a strange tone, he is extremely proficient in Chinese.

"Mr. Kobayashi. Qiao, the deputy director of the Municipal Foreign Affairs Office, who took the lead, came up and shook his hand, "Needless to say politely, let's go to the hospital and communicate with the doctor first." After shaking hands, Deputy Director Qiao took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his head - although it was snowing, he was still busy sweating.

Director Qiao took a few steps back and complained to his colleagues in the local dialect, "These guys are really not things. Why can't the ambassador just run away, and the consul can drive to us in a car?"

The colleague in the back also looked tired enough, "People say that they are performing consular protection." The ambassador's activities must be reported to our Ministry of Foreign Affairs in advance for review and waiting for arrangement. But the consul really wants to run to us with his head down, but there is really no way. He wiped the sweat from his head, "It's just that these guys are so bad." Isn't it a sincere effort to arrive twenty minutes early?"

After a few words with Mr. Kobayashi, Masako Hamada, the Japanese vice consul in Shanghai, walked a few steps slower, made his body on par with Director Qiao and the others, and asked, "May I ask, how is the level of diagnosis and treatment technology in this hospital?"

"Vice Consul Hamada. Director Qiao glanced at the guy in front of him with some dissatisfaction, "The Fourth Central Hospital is currently the only large-scale emergency general hospital in our province. Unless you go to Beijing or Shanghai, Guangzhou, Chengdu. Otherwise there would be no better hospital than ours. ”

Masako Hamada is in his 50s this year. He doesn't look a few years younger than the "Mr. Kobayashi" who walked in front. He nodded politely to a few people, "This time, Mr. Kobayashi Yutaka came to China, and he specially invited Professor Yatomi from Juntendo to diagnose his son-in-law together. We would also appreciate your assistance in the diagnosis and treatment of Professor Yatomi. ”

Although Director Qiao didn't know exactly what kind of hospital Shun Heaven was, he thought that he could be specially invited to Ning Yuan because of Xiao Lin Feng's great efforts. But whether this kind of behavior is illegal or not, Director Xiao really doesn't know. He could only nod ambiguously, "We will definitely provide all the help we can." ”

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