The bone-removing flap hematoma surgery performed for craniocerebral injury requires turning the scalp and removing the skull one by one by one, while removing the bone flap while measuring the intracranial pressure, and removing the intracranial hematoma at the same time.

The bloodiness and difficulty are far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Compared with the organs that can be tampered with at will, the brain tissue is a piece of tender tofu worth tens of thousands of taels of gold. It is fatal to get a little damaged.

The 15-year-old boy had a successful surgery.

According to the degree of his trauma and bleeding, it was a blessing to be able to wake up on the fifth day after the operation. Now it seems that the scalp is sutured well, but after the frontal and temporal bone on the right side is removed, it is a little swollen. This is caused by the increase of intracranial pressure after lying flat without covering the skull. If you can stand up now and the intracranial pressure drops, this area will sink.

Postoperative image changes are inevitable, but as long as you are willing to spend money, there is always a way to remedy it.

According to the child's family situation, nearly 100,000 yuan of first aid costs can be afforded. After half a year of recovery of the surgery, imported skull repair materials can be used to make a thorough skull repair to restore the child to his original appearance.

However, if the high fever continues like this this time, I am afraid I will not be able to wait for that time...

The boy was lying on the bed in the emergency room, covered with white sheets, and looked very quiet.

Antishock drugs such as antibiotic pressure booster and volume expander on the potion stand dripped into two leather tubes with the combination of the ventilator sounds of several surrounding ventilators, and then slowly flowed into the deep veins of the patient's arms and subclavian veins.

The colorful lead wires were worn out into the quilt, and then gathered together to the electrocardiogram monitor beside the bed.

After looking at the blood pressure values ​​marked on the instrument, Qi Jing buried his head in the whole set of physical examinations for the child, hoping to see some clues.

However, the child was taken good care of by others. Several scratches on his body had already scabbed and healed. In addition to the surgery on his head, he could not find any different parts from normal people. There were no fractures, no ecchymia, and no large-area skin damage.

As a patient transferred to the hospital, because the first hospital and Dan Medical are both within the Dan Medical University system, the patient was sent with all hospitalization history.

After Qi Jing finished the examination, he looked through the thick medical record beside the bed, chart: "I dare to take risks. This patient is not suitable for temporary transfer."

"Isn't it because the first hospital has poor infection department?"

Qi Jing read the medical record papers and asked casually: "Where is Director Wang?"

"I'm too busy today and I'm still instructing the work outside." Ji Qing said, "I've been working in the morning shift until now. There are shortages of people in the emergency room, so I probably can't go back today."

"What do you say about the old man?"

"Infection, antibiotics, anti-shock, come to Cai Ping for consultation."

"Where is Director Cai?"

"I've seen it. Let's check the head ct in the evening. The possibility of fungi cannot be ruled out." Ji Qing answered the contents of the consultation record sheet.

"Voliconazole used?"

"Yes, try to use it for a while first."

Qi Jing sighed: "Wangu and imipenem, who were used in the first hospital, have now been replaced with voriconazole. Several powerful antibiotics have been used one after another, hoping that the child's kidneys can be used to get rid of it."

Ji Qing stood aside and asked, "How do you think about it?"

"The Department of Neurosurgery in the First Hospital is very awesome. It can save such serious trauma from the brain." Qi Jing turned to the subsequent surgery record sheet and said with a smile, "If my dad was replaced, it would probably be impossible to guarantee that he could achieve this level."

"I asked you about the infection, who told you to have the surgery..."

Qi Jing turned to the blood report and shook his head: "The infection should be in the body, and the lesion cannot be found. It's quite strange. Will the blood culture be done after it comes?"

"The first hospital did it twice preventively on the day after the operation and the next day." Ji Qingming knew the result. "After checking, only the very ordinary E. coli was found in the blood that day after the operation. Even the most common generation of cephalosporins were sensitive. The culture on the next day was clean and should have been killed by preventive antibiotics."

"It should be done again later." Qi Jing kept flipping backwards with his medical records.

"Yes, after this result came out, they judged that there were other infections, so they did it for the third time. Not only blood, but also the urine and pharyngeal swabs were done together, and the result was really speechless."

Qi Jing followed Ji Qing's content and flipped into various reports of cultivation: "Nothing was found, the blood image was normal so that you could donate blood free."

"However, the patient's eosinophils have slightly elevated several times." Ji Qing asked, "Can it be a parasite?"

Qi Jing raised his eyebrows: "The patient has been in a coma now. We can't check some things here. We can send blood to the disease control test. However, the success rate of the examination is not high, so we may not get results. We can only try our luck."

Ji Qing was also helpless. It was rare that the child survived the operation and finally fell into the hands of such an invisible infection.

"Actually, he has a temperature that is not high right now." Qi Jing turned the medical record to the temperature sheet at the front, "I have been wandering between 3839, and there may be other situations."

"I can only take one step at a time."

Both the emergency room and the ICU were watched by special doctors, and the patient is gradually becoming stable. The two of them opened the door and walked out without staying there for long.

Seeing a doctor in the emergency room coming out, the father of the child who was waiting at the door immediately greeted him: "Doctor, how is my son?"

Qi Jing looked him up and down, showing his identity regardless of his standing posture, expression and tone, or his dress taste. He should be a rich man who has been well educated since childhood and has been doing well in his career.

When the family members had questions, Ji Qing naturally answered: "Mr. Chang, your son is now maintained by drugs and is temporarily stable. However, the infection dent has not been found for the time being, so further observation is needed."

"Have you found it yet? The infectious department of your Danyang Hospital is the top in the city!"

These news is not very good. It is just temporary stability that cannot calm down a father: "Do you all have no choice? Then what's the point of my transfer to the hospital?"

"Sorry, I can only wait for a while now to see the effect of the drug. You can rest assured that we will do our best."

Ji Qing was indeed tired and worked hard all day, never stopping from morning to night.

Now he needs a chair to relieve sore and swollen calf muscles, a bottle of cold water moisturizes dry lips and throat, and a supper to replenish the body with necessary nutrients.

However, there are too many TV series that use "try to" before the end of life. Over time, the word "death" has become synonymous with death, making people gradually forget its original meaning. Therefore, Ji Qing's answer became perfunctory, or a negation of his son's hope for survival in the eyes of this father.

As soon as Chang Zhijun spoke, he became an old drama fan: "Try your best? Is my son unable to do it?"

Wang Ting had already talked to him when he was critically ill before, and his family had experienced so many critical illnesses. This time the transfer of hospital was very dangerous, so Ji Qing took it for granted that his family had been mentally prepared and did not tell the truth about the door.

"The patient's infection is very serious, and he has experienced bone-removing hematoma and long-distance bumps. Every time it is a gate of hell. If the infection in his body cannot be stopped, there is indeed such a possibility, but we will still do it..."

During this period, Chang Zhijun was tired of this ambiguous remark, so he prepared his mind at any time and sentenced his son to death. So before Ji Qing could finish his "try to do his best", the father quickly pulled out his right hand and threw it into his face.

Like most medical disputes, he also hated him for a moment. His movements were very hidden and out of place with his identity.

Ji Qing didn't react so quickly, and after another day of fatigue, he naturally couldn't notice such a thing.

He only felt a black shadow popping up in front of his eyes, and then a breeze swept across his cheeks, and the whole process was settled. When he came to his senses, he realized that Chang Zhijun's palm was knocked tightly on the edge of Qi Jing's trouser legs: "Mr. Chang, don't be excited, Dr. Ji is just telling the truth."

The patient's father should be a practical man, who does whatever he wants. Even when beating someone, he adheres to the principle of taking action first and then speaking: "How could my son die? What qualifications do you have to say that my son is going to die?"

Ji Qing's face escaped, but he still felt a little painful and hot.

He is usually gentle and speaks in a gentle manner. Even if his family members speak ill of each other, they have hardly quarreled with anyone. But when he is about to be fisted and beaten, he becomes tough and immediately retorts: "Where did I say your son is going to die?"

"You didn't say it just now? Do your best, do your best!" The father widened his eyes, pointed his other hand at Ji Qing, and said viciously, "If you dare to say it again, I will definitely kill you!"

"Okay, okay, you all say less." Qi Jing stood between the two of them, and while increasing the force in his hands to control Chang Zhijun, he pushed Ji Qing aside, "The doctor diagnoses the doctor and the family spends money to take care of the patients. Think about who is the enemy? Is it useful to quarrel here?"

The conflict between curses and physical conflicts attracted a lot of attention. The hall was originally close to the internal emergency room, but after a while, Wang Ting also ran out and helped Qi Jing separate the two.

Chang Zhijun was taken to the clinic, and Wang Ting was responsible for telling the condition and comforting his mood. Although the old man was cruel to his subordinates, he had his own unique features when dealing with such irritable family members. At his age, he would understand his feelings as parents and handle them more delicately.

Ji Qing was taken to the lounge by Qi Jing. Although the crime was not on him, the necessary alarm bells had to be sounded.

"Why are you so impulsive?" Qi Jing stood at the door, knocking on the table with his fingers, "The other party is so excited, and he slapped him. You will definitely suffer a loss when you fight head-on. After all, you have been working hard for more than a year. You should understand this truth."

"I'm so angry!"

Ji Qing sat aside, staring at the corner, and sulking on his own.

He was the first to receive the child when he was sent. He was also in charge of the patient for the past three hours. He had never relaxed from the physical examination and the examination form, to the collection of previous medical history materials, and to the front line of first aid medication.

If he is irresponsible, he can hand over the shift to the doctor in the emergency room after handing over the work at 3:30 and pat his pg and leave.

"Does medical disputes be seen less? Especially in this case, when the patient is a child and is likely to lose both people and money, the family members are always nervous, and the proportion of medical disputes is even more terrible."

Qi Jing looked at the ceiling and tried to search for the few ink sentences in his stomach: "Just like in a book, the viciousness of a loyal and honest man is like the sand in the rice or the boneless fish fillet that is not removed from the boneless fish fillet, which brings people an unanticipated pain."

"." Ji Qing looked at him incrediblely, "But why is this awkward to say from your mouth? Do you read such books too?"

"Look at it occasionally." Qi Jing smiled.

"You are very broad enough." Ji Qing chuckled slightly, finally suppressing his breath.

"Don't you think this is very useful for medical disputes?"

Ji Qing had to admit that many of the family members of medical fuss may be honest ordinary people. Under heavy pressure, they can't help but vent all their anger, helpless grief on the doctor. When they are immersed in this emotion, they will give up the moral bottom line they have always followed. No one knows what the result is.

He pondered for a moment and smiled bitterly: "You reacted quickly and you stopped him in an instant, otherwise my face would not be able to see anyone."

"Oh, you don't see how excited he is." Qi Jing said while imitating Chang Zhijun's appearance just now. "The teeth are closed, the breath is rapid, the neck is red, the most important thing is that his right arm is slightly retreating, and he is preparing for the force."

"Yeah......"

Ji Qing thought of answering the questions from his family members, so he could finish the shift with the middle class doctor as soon as possible, and then go home to take a shower and have dinner. He never expected that the other party would do anything.

However, being able to escape the slap is a good thing for him and Chang Zhijun.

His son is so ill that Chang Zhijun can escape the trouble of entering the police station, which saves a lot of trouble.

When it came to Ji Qing's side, if the slap really hit him, Ji Qing didn't know what crazy things he would do. In a sense, this sentence in him also benefited him.

Ji Qing sighed, got up and patted Qi Jing on the shoulder: "Thank you any more."

Qi Jing never politely expressed his gratitude to others, and immediately climbed up: "There is no need to thank you, please do something for me."

"What's the matter? Inviting guests to dinner?"

It would be fine if I really treat you, and it would be worth it to change a meal and slap a lot. But Ji Qing has stepped on Qi Jing's many pitfalls. This person must have planned this without thinking, and things will definitely not be simple.

"Why are you so nervous?" Qi Jing smiled, "I guess I can't go back today. The hospital has no external network and can't see the email address. Do me a favor and scan today's email address after I go back."

"The email address? Is it the patient recruited by Ji Guanghao's rescue fund?"

"Yeah, are you interested?"

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