"But if you ask the patient's family to go home to find the medicine box and see what kind of medicine they are taking, is there any miracle?"

"I do hope, but between the two of us, to be honest, there is no hope. The score of the neurology physical examination is very low, there is no hope, and he is probably in a vegetative state."

Deng Chaohong took a deep breath of cigarette. He seemed to have forgotten to spit it out. He was silent for a long time and finally sighed.

But no smoke came out.

"Teacher Deng, there's nothing we can do about it." Ji Xiang had never experienced anything similar. He didn't know how to comfort Deng Chaohong, so he could only say dry words.

"It's harmful." Deng Chaohong calmed down, "This is fate, there is no way. The child is still young, what kind of medicine should he take! It's all to scare people! Every year in the hospital, nurses have to work at least three to five times to avoid working night shifts.

Someone who takes medicine."

"It's enough to scare people, but why eat yourself into a vegetative state?"

Deng Chaohong has always been elegant, and this was the first time Ji Xiang heard him curse.

"Then there are those who drink paraquat...forget it, don't mention it."

Deng Chaohong's joy just now was gone. After he finished speaking, he fell silent, smoked a cigarette, and went back.

After that, Deng Chaohong went to the intensive care unit every year to take a look.

The intensive care unit issued critical illness notices multiple times and informed the family that the patient's brain showed no signs of recovery and his nervous system score was extremely low. It was initially judged that the possible outcome was brain death.

One day later, Ji Xiang followed Deng Chaohong to the intensive care unit again.

"Brother Deng." The middle-aged woman's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes and her complexion was extremely poor. She lowered her head and said to Deng Chaohong, "Thank you."

Deng Chaohong was startled for a moment, and he seemed to realize what had happened. Deng Chaohong's lips moved, but he swallowed the words when he reached his lips.

"The child is probably gone. Her father and I discussed it. Instead of using a ventilator to assist breathing and become a vegetative state, it is better to find a different way of living."

"Want to donate organs?" Deng Chaohong asked hoarsely.

The middle-aged woman nodded.

"How about waiting any longer?"

"I knew it when the doctor issued the critical illness notice." The middle-aged woman said blankly, "Brother Deng, they mean that Xiaoyu will definitely be in a vegetative state, even if he can be taken offline in the future."

"The cost of the intensive care unit is too high and I can't afford it. We don't have the conditions at home. Even if we recover spontaneous breathing, we can't afford to take care of a brain-dead patient at home. That's it."

Ji Xiang lowered his head.

The woman whispered, "That's it." She didn't cry, nor did she feel relieved, she just simply explained one thing and one decision.

"Okay, now that you have made a decision...call me if you need anything." Deng Chaohong said softly.

"Okay, Brother Deng. Thank you for your hard work during this time."

Can I change my lifestyle, get an organ transplant, and find a new meaning in life?

Ji Xiang didn't understand, he thought of the system NPC.

"The organ donation coordinator of the Affiliated Hospital will be here in a while. I don't know the specific process. Brother Deng, please be busy. Your shift will be handed over soon. When everything is over, the two of us will have dinner with you."

"Okay, you guys..." Deng Chaohong didn't even finish the word "Congratulations."

Ji Xiang endured it again and again. After leaving, he asked, "Teacher Deng, the intensive care unit costs more than ten thousand a day. How about two more days?"

"Hey." Deng Chaohong lowered his head and walked to the ward.

I met Director Liu head-on, and beside him was Zhou Tianbo.

Ji Xiang was slightly startled. Professor Zhou Tianbo did not greet Ji Xiang, but came to the patient's family and bowed deeply.

"Teacher Deng, please go back first. I'll take a look with Director Liu."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll do the surgery first." Deng Chaohong was in no mood and left with his head lowered after finishing speaking.

"director."

"You and Professor Deng are here to see the patient." Director Liu whispered, "Zhou Tianbo is here to evaluate the patient's kidney function, and the organ donation coordinator will be here shortly."

Ji Xiang's mood was extremely complicated.

Director Liu was the same, he just briefly described the situation to Ji Xiang, and both of them were silent at the same time.

Although Professor Zhou Tianbo did not speak, he expressed his respect through body language.

He subsequently entered the intensive care unit.

After checking the patient's condition, Zhou Tianbo didn't speak for a while.

"Professor Zhou, the patient's kidney function seems to be okay." Director Liu asked.

"It's supposed to be no problem, but I always feel a little weird." Zhou Tianbo frowned, completely different from the stereotype Ji Xiang had when he first saw him in the private hospital.

"how?"

"The patient's family members seem to be former nurses from the Second Affiliated Hospital, right?"

"Yes." Director Liu said, "I heard someone say that I used to be an orthopedic nurse."

Zhou Tianbo did not continue.

"Rescue was carried out immediately, and the patient was reluctantly sent to the emergency room, where he became seriously ill again. Professor Zhou, do you have any concerns?"

"Yes...no." Zhou Tianbo looked solemn.

Ji Xiang's heart moved.

Prior to this, Ji Xiang and Deng Chaohong conducted a physical examination together and found that the patient was in a deep coma and had a spontaneous heartbeat, but no spontaneous breathing. The nerve reflex score was extremely low, which could be diagnosed as a vegetative state.

But Zhou Tianbo's intermittent questions made Ji Xiang a little doubtful.

Ji Xiang silently turned around, came to the corner, pretended to look out the window, and entered the system space with breathless concentration.

"The kidney function is still good and can be used. Let's talk to the patient's family and prepare for the operation."

Just as Ji Xiang came to his senses, a familiar but annoying voice came to his ears.

Wei Fusi!

Why is it him again!!

Ji Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, let's take a look first. I have some ideas about this patient." Zhou Tianbo said in a low voice, holding his shoulders and chin.

"Lao Zhou, although he is a patient taking medicine, his kidney function has not been damaged, so you don't dare to do it, right?" Wei Fusi asked.

"No, the main patient..."

"Who is the patient? Can you tell me what's wrong with the kidney function?" Wei Fusi asked.

"The patient should not be in a vegetative state, that's what you think, Professor Zhou, right?" Ji Xiang walked over and interrupted Wei Fusi's words.

"!!!" When Wei Fusi saw Ji Xiang, he seemed to feel the same as Ji Xiang. He wanted to see both of them, and he felt disgusted by looking at the other person.

"The patient was unconscious at home and then suffered respiratory and circulatory arrest. Because the patient's family members were medical workers, they immediately performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation until the 120 ambulance arrived."

"In the emergency department and the intensive care unit, resuscitation is continued until intubation and ventilator placement."

"What are you going to say? Have you had a physical examination? Do you know what the patient's neurological reflex score means?" Wei Fusi said directly with disdain on his face, "She is in a deep coma, and she still hasn't breathed on her own. What are you talking about?"

"Lao Wei, I also think that the cause of the patient's coma is the medication, plus he has been doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, so he cannot easily diagnose brain death." Zhou Tianbo took a deep look at Ji Xiang, hesitated for a moment, and chose to stand beside Ji Xiang.

Fly aside.

"Lao Zhou, why are you unconscious too?" Wei Fusi was a little angry.

"The patient's potential for cerebral resuscitation needs to be reassessed."

Ji Xiang and Zhou Tianbo gave the next plan in unison.

Wei Fusi looked at Ji Xiang coldly and curled his lips, "Xiaogui Peisheng, I'm so crazy about you. Lao Zhou, you must have been here to help me for a year. You have done few surgeries and have no confidence in yourself."

Alright."

Zhou Tianbo sighed and shook his head.

"The patient's family agrees. The patient is assessed to be in a deep coma, unable to breathe on his own, and his kidney function is up to par. I think he can undergo an organ transplant." Wei Voss gave his opinion without hesitation.

"It's better to wait first." Zhou Tianbo raised his head and looked directly into Wei Fusi's eyes.

"What's the point of waiting? Waiting for the rescue drugs to accumulate in the kidneys, leading to renal insufficiency? Or waiting for the patient to suffer from severe illness for thirty to fifty days before finally making a decision?"

Wei Fusi looked into Zhou Tianbo's eyes with dissatisfaction, and finally said in a deep voice, "Old Zhou, you used to be responsible, but why have you become such a bitch after not seeing me for several months?"

"It has nothing to do with decision-making. Xiaoji and I have the same view. We think the patient needs further observation."

"You!" Wei Fusi was a little angry, "You are the one who received the organs and you are not satisfied? Do you want to wait?"

After saying this, Zhou Tianbo was speechless and didn't know how to explain it.

"Lao Zhou, all the procedures are complete, you... you... are so damned!" Facing Zhou Tianbo's doubts, Wei Fusi didn't want to fall out, so he stamped his feet one last time, turned around and left.

"Old Wei, wait until I get off." Zhou Tianbo hurriedly followed him out.

"Xiaoji, do you think there is still hope? I have seen many similar patients. Even if they are rescued and breathe on their own, they will still be in a vegetative state in the end." Director Liu frowned slightly.

"Ah?!" Ji Xiang looked at Wei Fusi's back in a daze.
To be continued...