Seeing that the patient was determined to fight for his life, Yu Zhiming stopped talking nonsense and started treatment directly after making corresponding rescue preparations.

Mr. Liu first inserted an acupuncture, and then fed Xie Keke 25 ml of Chinese medicine through a nasogastric tube.

In just two or three minutes, Xie Keke's body temperature soared to thirty-nine degrees, and his heart rate reached one hundred and thirty.

Not only was she sweating like rain all over her body, her body was still struggling even under the restraints of the straps.

The more serious condition and weaker body made her response to treatment much stronger than that of Fang Xiaoman.

What Yu Zhiming has to do is to monitor the patient's internal organs reactions at all times, mainly the heart, to prevent a sudden strike that cannot withstand it.

At the same time, you also need to pay attention to changes in body temperature.

Once the body temperature exceeds 40 degrees, Sui Chi and nurse Wang Li immediately perform physical cooling on the patient.

But the body temperature still needs to be kept at a high level, preferably around 39 degrees.

A higher body temperature can stimulate the body's functions to operate at high speed, especially the activity of the autoimmune response.

After a while, Xie Keke's heart rate dropped off a cliff.

The frightened Mr. Liu hurriedly used all his strength to activate the golden needles on Xie Keke's body, causing his heart rate to drop to the lowest point of fifty before it began to stop falling and slowly rise.

With the joint efforts of Yu Zhiming and Mr. Liu, and the assistance of medical staff, Xie Keke successfully survived the first round of treatment.

Then I went through the second round of treatment.

By this time, Xie Keke had fallen into a coma due to his physical weakness and the intense stimulation of the treatment.

Yu Zhiming spoke up to stop the third round.

"We can't continue. The patient's heart is already affected by lupus erythematosus and is dysfunctional. After two rounds of treatment, it has exhausted its potential. There is a high probability that it will not survive the third time."

Mr. Liu said with an ugly face: "In my treatment plan, three rounds of treatment are the bottom line. With these two rounds of treatment, the success rate is almost zero, which is equivalent to suffering in vain."

"Based on her physical condition and the physical damage caused by this treatment, she will definitely not be able to survive the next attack of lupus erythematosus."

Mr. Liu looked at Yu Zhiming and said: "The moment of gambling has finally come. Ending the treatment now is just a matter of lingering for a few more days, which has no practical significance."

"Jie Ming, continue."

After hearing the order, Liu Jieming looked at Yu Zhiming, and seeing that he showed no objection at the moment, he picked up the third bottle of medicine and prepared to inject it into Xie Keke's stomach.

"Wait a moment!"

Yu Zhiming suddenly stopped Liu Jieming, his eyes were filled with madness, but his voice was quite calm.

"Since you are gambling on your life, you might as well make a big bet. Considering the severity of the patient's lupus erythematosus, it only takes three rounds of treatment, and the success rate of treatment is quite low."

"But the patient's heart really can't withstand the extreme changes in heart rate like a roller coaster, with extremely high and extremely low heart rates."

He looked at Mr. Liu with bright eyes.

"Mr. Liu, do you believe me?"

Mr. Liu saw that Yu Zhiming's eyes were like fire, revealing his burning passion, and said slowly: "This is a gamble to survive in death. Doctor Yu, if you have a better treatment plan, follow yours."

"I will bear all the consequences alone."

Yu Zhiming was fully authorized, so he didn't hesitate.

He reached out and pulled out the gold needle inserted in Xie Keke's chest, and then lowered the multi-functional operating table to a height suitable for external chest compression.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Zhiming explored Xie Keke's chest for a moment, then suddenly punched him with a punch.

This heavy punch directly hit Xie Keke's body and shocked the people around him.

Especially Mr. Liu.

This was a possibility that he had never dreamed of.

Mr. Liu subconsciously wanted to stop him, but then he saw Yu Zhiming making a standard chest compression posture.

He pressed it hard, and there were two cracking sounds of fractures.

This is the sound of ribs being crushed.

In order to perform effective external chest compression, rib compression is inevitable, especially in Xie Keke's situation.

Seeing Yu Zhiming's next action, Mr. Liu understood.

Once at Licorice Hall, Yu Zhiming once successfully stopped a patient with arrhythmia through palm strikes.

Yu Zhiming repeated his old trick, causing Xie Keke's cardiac arrest through heavy blows. He then used continuous external force to maintain Xie Keke's blood circulation to prevent her heart from being unable to withstand a new round of stimulation from the drug.

Sure enough, a genius is a genius.

Mr. Liu sighed in his heart and heard Yu Zhiming's voice.

"It's time to inject the medicine."

Mr. Liu noticed that his grandson was still dazed, raised his hand and slapped his grandson on the back of the head.

"Why are you so stupid? Hurry up and inject the medicine."

Liu Jieming woke up and in a panic, he pushed the medicine in his hand into Xie Keke's stomach through the nasogastric tube.

Yu Zhiming ordered again: "Go outside and call all the idle doctors and nurses over."

"Our chest compression will take a long time..."

A minute or two later, the little nurse Wang Li came back and brought back two nurses, Qing Ning and Zhou Mo.

Qing Ning geared up and said, "Zhi Ming, it's just chest pressure. Momo and I can do it too. We have received professional training."

Yu Zhiming raised his eyelids and glanced at the two of them, but did not say anything to drive them out...

Yu Zhiming requested that chest compressions be performed at a frequency of 120 per minute, and each person should hold on for three minutes.

Sui Chi, two new nurses, plus Qing Ning and Zhou Mo, a total of five people, it takes fifteen minutes to perform one rotation of chest compression, which is roughly equivalent to one round of treatment.

As for Yu Zhiming, Xie Keke's organ reactions and various physiological indicators need to be closely monitored under continuous treatment.

Little nurse Wang Li is responsible for physically cooling the patient and maintaining a relatively constant high body temperature...

More than an hour later, after four consecutive rounds of medication, Yu Zhiming finally shouted to stop.

The most heart-wrenching and critical moment has arrived.

"Everyone stay away!"

Sui Chi shouted, looked around again, noticed that everyone was far away from the operating table, and pressed the pacemaker on the patient's chest...

With a muffled bang, Xie Keke's body trembled on the operating table.

"Come again!" Yu Zhiming commanded in a deep voice...

"Come again..."

"Come again..."

With the "come again" again and again, the patient's heartbeat never recovered. Qing Ning, who was watching all this, felt her heart rising in her throat.

I was very worried and my mouth was very dry.

She was also involved in the treatment of the person in front of her, and she really didn't want to see the worst case scenario.

Suddenly, Qing Ning noticed that her left hand felt warm and was being held by someone.

She turned to look at Zhou Mo beside her, and saw her leaning her head closer, and said softly: "Look at Dr. Yu, he looks calm and collected, everything will be fine."

Qing Ning looked at Yu Zhiming.

His body was upright, standing on the side of the operating table as relaxed as a tree, his expression was calm, without any sign of anxiety, and he said "Come again" again and again, still as calmly as the first time.

Seeing how confident Yu Zhiming was, Qing Ning's tense mind and body relaxed a lot unconsciously.

She shook Zhou Mo's hand hard and said, "I have never failed in the past, and I will not fail this time."

Qing Ning turned her attention to Yu Zhiming again, and encouraged her in a low voice: "Zhiming, come on!"

Zhou Mo reminded: "Um, um, Qing Ning, shouldn't we cheer for the patient?"

Qing Ning snorted and said, "Thank you Keke, come on!"

Zhou Mo also prayed: "Thank you Keke, come on..."

Perhaps Xie Keke heard the encouragement from these two people, and driven by the desire to survive, after Yu Zhiming's seven "comes again", he finally regained his heartbeat on his own.

At this moment, the sound of heavy inhalation by everyone sounded in the operating room.

There's no way it won't make people worry.

Yu Zhiming once again performed a physical examination on Xie Keke, whose heartbeat had recovered, and reattached her ribs.

"Mr. Liu, my work is done. As for whether it can be cured, I can't say. I can only leave it to luck."

Mr. Liu said in a deep voice: "Do your best to the best of your ability. Even if you lose, you will have a clear conscience."

"Dr. Yu, thank you on behalf of the patient!"

Yu Zhiming chuckled and said: "Mr. Liu, you are too polite and outspoken to say this. Now that I have taken over, I will do my best."

"Doctor Sui, you will be responsible for the rest..."
To be continued...