Chapter 382
Gradually, the days have become chaotic, black and white are indistinguishable, day and night are reversed.

After suffering until the last day, Ji Xiang returned to the operating room of the system.

This experience left Ji Xiang speechless, so that he did not take the initiative to "report" to the system NPC to empathize with the system NPC after returning to the operating room.

"What did you find?" the system NPC asked.

"..." Ji Xiang was silent.

"Sometimes we need to persuade the patient's family." The system NPC said, "Listen to the patient's opinion. Although there is no euthanasia in China, we can do as little useless treatment as possible."

"..." Ji Xiang remained silent.

The NPC of the system did not speak. He brought Ji Xiang to the locker room, took out the pack of white ganoderma that Ji Xiang "bought" for him, flicked his wrist, and a cigarette jumped out.

Ji Xiang saw that the pack of cigarettes had not been touched, but the cigarettes that jumped out had teeth bite marks on the filter.

Presumably, the system NPC just had a good time with it in his mouth, but he didn't really smoke it.

"Teacher, it's really boring to be forced to stay in the end."

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Xiang said in a deep voice.

That's all he wanted to say.

While feeling empathetic, Ji Xiang forgot his real purpose - to find out why the patient developed pneumonia.

"It depends on what the patient wants." The system NPC said, "Some patients will live no matter how much they suffer. Every day counts as a day, and every hour counts as an hour."

"What about you?"

"I don't want to, I'm tired." The system NPC said very frankly and straightforwardly, "But Zhou Congwen and my wife disagree."

As he said that, the system NPC seemed a little annoyed.He bit the filter tip of Bai Ganoderma lucidum hard, and he could vaguely hear the creaking sound.

"Don't think too much, this is just part of the clinical experience, think about it when you actually meet dying patients in the future."

After a long time, the system NPC said lightly.

"it is good."

"About pneumonia, do you understand?"

"..." Ji Xiang was really speechless this time.

I felt uncomfortable because of my patronage, and I didn't notice what caused the pneumonia at all.

The system NPC smiled, seemed to have forgotten the previous unhappiness, and began to tell Ji Xiang what happened.

……

……

"Old Lu, how is the patient doing now?" Director Liu asked impatiently when he saw that Lu Gang looked like a face-to-face while watching the film.

"It's okay, look here, why do I think it's wrong." Lu Gang's finger clicked on the film reader, making a rattling sound.

"It's nothing wrong, at most there are some artifacts." Director Liu took a look and didn't think there was anything wrong.

Ji Xiang scratched his head and was about to speak when Lu Gang's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Director Lu, the patient's blood oxygen has dropped, and we are going to do a tracheotomy!"

"I'll go!"

Lu Gang pulled out the film, grabbed the film bag, and walked out quickly.

Ji Xiang followed behind him, Director Liu was very helpless, "Xiao Ji, I'll wait for you in the office."

"Okay!" Ji Xiang said, trotted and followed Lu Gang and disappeared around the corner.

Director Liu shook his head helplessly.

"Director, Doctor Xiaoji also..." Mr. Wu didn't know how to describe it.

"It's like this when I first entered the clinic." Director Liu smiled, "I want to learn everything. After he learns a lot, he will naturally know what to do when he finds that he doesn't have enough time."

Ji Xiang walked quickly behind Lu Gang, full of energy, completely different from the hell-like torture he felt not long ago.

It is better not to be sick, but to be young. Jixiang cherishes his health very much after experiencing the dying moment.

When he came to the Department of Respiratory Medicine, the patient had undergone a tracheotomy, a ventilator to assist breathing, and blood tests to monitor blood gas analysis.

"Old Lu, the patient may be dying." The director of the respiratory department said with some regret, "I have already explained to the patient's family, and they are still discussing it for the time being."

"Oh." Lu Gang looked at the patient on the ventilator and sighed softly.

"The patient has a strong desire to survive," said the director of the Department of Respiratory Medicine. "He couldn't speak when he came to the hospital, and he was still writing on paper with a pen—you must go all out."

"..." Ji Xiang was startled.

This is completely different from what you feel.

But it’s also true, the joys and sorrows between people are never shared, and one’s own experience only represents oneself.

There should be quite a few people who want to live, even if only for one day.

"The words are crooked, but I can recognize them. I just promised the old man to do my best, so I contacted Director Bai and asked you for a consultation."

"But if even you think there is no good way, it means the patient is dying."

The director of the Department of Respiratory Medicine said helplessly after explaining.

"Teacher, do patients who have been bedridden for a long time still have such a strong desire to survive?" Ji Xiang asked.

"You must be Jixiang." The director of the Department of Respiratory Medicine smiled, "Ants are greedy for life. Although the last time is not very comfortable, people have different ideas."

It turns out that the thoughts between people really seem to be separated by mountains and seas, Ji Xiang thought.

In the empathy, both myself and "I" feel that this is an endless suffering, but in reality, the patient has been bedridden for many years, and when he came to the hospital, he still begged the doctor to live longer.

Recalling the system NPC, Ji Xiang seems to have a deeper understanding.

This kind of thing really needs to be discussed as it stands.

"I always feel that there is something wrong with the film." Lu Gang folded his hands in front of his chest, resting his chin on his right hand, and looked at the patient with a frown.

After listening to Lu Gang's words, Ji Xiang woke up from the choice of life and death.This kind of speculation can only discuss the facts, not generalizations.

He brushed away the extra thoughts and picked up the patient's medical records.

Sure enough, Bai Xintong was in sight, just like the system npc expected.

"Mr. Lu, the patient is taking Baixintong orally, subcutaneously injecting insulin, and taking diuretics for a long time."

"Huh? Is there a problem?" Lu Gang asked casually.

The director of the Department of Respiratory Medicine looked at Ji Xiang with great interest.

Everyone knows that Director Bai "assigned" Lu Gang to a doctor who is trained in training. At first, everyone thought that Director Bai was suppressing Lu Gang unscrupulously.

But some time ago, Ji Xiang got the first place in the country in the medical practitioner examination, and he was still the first with a full score. The director of respiratory medicine felt that this was a bit abnormal.

She had read the test paper, and she thought that she would definitely not get a perfect score on that paper.

Now, Ji Xiang stood in front of him and said "nonsense".

In the next second, Lu Gang's eyes lit up, and the window paper was pierced.

"Yes, it's Bai Xintong!" Lu Gang said loudly, "Prepare the bronchoscope, it must be that Bai Xintong's shell is blocked in the trachea!"

"Old Lu, are you okay?" the director of the Department of Respiratory Medicine was puzzled.

"Hurry up, the patient will be fine now." Lu Gang waved without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)

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