medical treatment

After nine o'clock in the evening, a conference room on the third floor of the Rheumatology and Immunology Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Fujian Medical University was brightly lit.

Zhou Luo ended the call with Zhou Mo, looked up at Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi, and said, "You heard the content of the call. An old friend of Director Qi suddenly passed away while having lunch with the teacher and Director Qi."

"The teacher is in a bad mood, so let's not disturb him."

Duan Yi asked, "Teacher, are you feeling bad because you didn't save that person?"

Shen Qi glanced at this guy and said, "With your ability, as long as there is a possibility of treatment, you will definitely not give up."

"That person's death can only mean one thing: a teacher can do nothing to cure a disease like a terminal illness."

"It's probably this feeling of powerlessness that makes the teacher feel bad. We all have this feeling."

Shen Qi sighed, and then continued: "The teacher is thousands of miles away, and he can't use his skills. If we call for help, the help we can get is also very limited."

"It's better not to disturb the teacher anymore."

Zhou Luo nodded and said slowly: "We should also get rid of our teacher dependence."

"Before, when we faced patients with complicated conditions, we could not find any results even after much thinking. However, we were not anxious or nervous, even if the patient's condition was worrying."

"Because we all know that the teacher is there and we can solve the problem as long as we hand it to the teacher."

“Many past facts have also proved this.”

Zhou Luo glanced at Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi, and continued: "This makes us fearless and dependent."

"And this sense of dependence makes us lack the real sense of urgency of life and death, and prevents us from completely pushing ourselves and breaking through ourselves."

Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi all nodded in agreement.

Duan Yi looked at the various physical examination materials piled up on the conference table and said as she sorted them out: "The patient can't hold out for two days. He has to rely on us."

"We can only rely on ourselves!"

"I'll go through the medical records again carefully, maybe I can find something new in the details."

Sui Chi turned around and looked at the three messy whiteboards that were filled with words or English letters and smudges everywhere.

"I'll review today's consultation ideas again to see if there are any dark spots."

Shen Qi said: "I will talk to the patient's attending physician, parents and family members to see if there is anything missing."

Zhou Luoze said: "I will go to the ward to see the patient and check his body..."

The four of them divided the work and got busy...

Zhou Luo, wearing a sterile isolation suit, entered the ICU ward. Looking at the pale-faced man, only 20 years old, lying unconscious on the bed, he couldn't help but let out a breath.

This young man first developed symptoms such as low fever and headache eight nights ago. Thinking it was a cold and fever, he didn't take it seriously, took two antipyretic pills and went to bed.

Unexpectedly, his fever reached over 40 degrees in the middle of the night and he fell into a coma when he was sent to the hospital, and has remained in a coma ever since.

After repeated examinations, it was finally discovered that the young man's immune system was attacked.

However, subsequent examinations ruled out several possible autoimmune diseases.

Soon after, the young man's heart, liver, kidneys and other organs also began to have problems.

By now, the young man's immunity has dropped significantly, and his internal organs are barely maintained under the effect of the medicine.

Zhou Luo and his companions once thought it was poisoning or a viral infection, but routine toxin testing and virus culture did not find any problems.

In his heart, Zhou Luo was more inclined to believe that it was a poisoning reaction.

However, the substance that caused his poisoning was so rare that the hospital was unable to detect it.

Zhou Luo also learned from the hospital that this is the only unidentified case found in Quanzhou.

Rare poisons also mean they are difficult to obtain and expensive. The possibility of a 20-year-old college student being deliberately poisoned is quite small.

Zhou Luo suggested breastfeeding, which was intended to enhance the patient's own immunity and also to detoxify the patient... After Zhou Luo looked at the patient's real-time physical monitoring data and did a simple physical examination, he felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

The physical condition previously brought on by breastfeeding had stabilized and was weakening. According to this trend, the young patient could only hold out for one day at most.

Zhou Luo left the ICU ward and took off his sterile isolation suit. A young girl in her twenties walked over to him.

"Doctor, he should be okay, right?"

Zhou Luo looked at the strange girl with long flowing hair and a concerned face, and asked instead of answering, "Are you his?"

"High school classmates!"

The young girl replied, bit her lip again, and whispered, "She's also his ex-girlfriend."

Zhou Luo groaned and said, "His condition is not very optimistic. He has been issued a critical illness notice."

He then asked, "Did you have any contact with him before he became ill? Was he any different from usual?"

Zhou Luo just asked casually, but unexpectedly found that the young girl hesitated.

He just perked up and said, "Given his current condition, if the cause of the disease is not found and effective treatment is not given, he may not make it tomorrow."

"If you know anything unusual, please let me know. Maybe this is the key to saving his life."

The young girl blushed and stammered, "Does the change in that aspect of ability count?"

Zhou Luo said seriously: "Any abnormality will be considered. Please describe it in detail."

The young girl blushed as she hummed like a mosquito, "Well, well, he was very bad at that before. It only lasted two or three minutes, and then we separated."

"This summer, he came to see me again, and that subject lasted more than half an hour."

"I asked him what medicine he was taking. He used to take the little blue pills for only three to five minutes."

"He proudly told me that what he took was a miracle drug, the kind that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars a pill."

After a pause, the young girl continued, "I thought he was fooling me, so I was angry and didn't ask any more questions..."

With his unexpected big gain, Zhou Luo quickly hurried to the office next to the conference room on the third floor.

Here, the young man’s parents and family were guarding here, asking and answering questions with Shen Qi.

Seeing Zhou Luo rushing in, a bald man in his fifties stood up, his face pale, and asked anxiously: "My son... my son..."

Zhou Luo quickly said, "Boss Zong, he's fine, don't worry, I made an important new discovery."

The next moment, he asked, "I just learned that your son took a panacea worth hundreds of thousands of dollars before his illness broke out."

"Boss Zong, do you know anything about this matter?"

"Hundreds of thousands? Magic pills?" Boss Zong looked confused.

At this moment, Boss Zong's wife stood up, her face changed drastically, and said, "This kid, this kid, did he steal my father's ginseng medicine?"

"What is this precious ginseng medicine?" Zhou Luo's eyes were burning.

Boss Zong’s wife said, “My father bought it from the clinic of the Xia family, a family of traditional Chinese medicine in Beijing. It is said that their ginseng tonic is particularly famous.”

"Every year, my parents go to their family clinic for a physical check-up and buy some tonic medicine."

"This June, my dad went to Beijing to meet an old friend and happened to run into the Xia family. They said they had developed an extremely precious ginseng medicine based on an ancient recipe. It was made from more than a dozen rare medicinal materials, including century-old wild ginseng and wild tiger bones."

"As long as you are still alive, taking this medicine can save you three to five days and give you a chance for rescue."

"My dad spent three hundred thousand and bought two."

After hearing this, Boss Zong said with a ferocious look on his face: "If my son is really harmed by this medicine, I will never let the Xia family go..."

(End of this chapter)