Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 361 The miraculous effect of the iron lung! Is Bao Guowei developing new technology again?
Inside the Zhang Mansion, the huge "iron lung" was moved into Zhang Taiyan's room. Suddenly, the room, which was not large to begin with, became even more cramped.

Several people stood by the bed and carefully lifted Zhang Taiyan into the "iron lung".

At this moment, Zhang Taiyan was soaked all over, his throat was constantly gasping for breath, and his lips were a little black, which was a sign of lack of oxygen.

There is no time to lose. If Zhang Taiyan hesitates any longer, he will be in greater danger.

If the condition gets more serious, I'm afraid I'll have to have a tracheotomy.

After everything was ready, Bao Guowei touched the start button of the "iron lung". Just as he was about to start it, he was stopped by Zhang Nianyue.

"Wait, Guowei."

Feeling the cold temperature of Zhang Nianyue's hand, Bao Guowei was not angry, but just explained gently.

"What's wrong, Nian Yue? Don't worry, it will definitely work. This device has been used in many places in the United States. I won't joke around."

"I-I.No!"

After hearing Bao Guowei's words, Zhang Nianyue waved her hands and explained.

"I'm not worried that your machine won't work, Guowei."

At this moment, Zhang Nianyue no longer looks like the grown-up woman she used to be. She is just a daughter who is worried about her father.

Zhang Nianyue gritted her teeth and said, "Guo Wei, I believe everything you said."

Bao Guowei was stunned for a moment, looked into the other person's eyes, but then listened to Zhang Nianyue continue speaking.

"However, I will be the one to do it this time, because I am Zhang Taiyan's daughter."

Ever since Zhang Taiyan fell ill, Zhang Nianyue and Tang Guoli seemed to be at a loss. In the past, Zhang Taiyan always had the final say at home, but now that he has fallen ill, what should they do?

Faced with Zhang Taiyan's illness, Zhang Nianyue felt that she had no strength to exert any force at all. She thought she had grown up after her experience in Shanghai.

But now thinking about it, it seems that there is still a long way to go.

It takes great courage to press this machine, and no one knows whether Zhang Taiyan's body can withstand it.

But if he didn't press it, Zhang Taiyan would have no hope of recovery.

Zhang Nianyue hopes to take control of all these changes.

At this moment, the often timid little girl in her took a brave step forward.

After thinking about it, Bao Guowei nodded. He stopped talking nonsense and briefly explained the operating process.

In fact, the machine is not complicated and does not require much operation. You just need to connect a few instruments and start them in sequence.

But Zhang Nianyue studied very carefully and memorized every step in his mind.

"How is it?" Bao Guowei looked at Zhang Nianyue, whose body was gradually getting thinner, and asked very gently.

Zhang Nianyue nodded and gave Bao Guowei an affirmative answer.

"It's okay, I remembered everything."

Then, she bit her lip and looked at the bed again.

At this time, Zhang Taiyan frowned tightly, his face looked extremely ugly, even a little black.

It can be seen that he is in great pain.

Zhang Nianyue no longer hesitated, prepared all the instruments, and then pressed the start button.

With a "hum", the gasoline engine started.

Everyone present, including Tang Guoli, Charlie and Shen Shiwan, held their breath.

Bao Guowei and Shen Shiwan stood beside the machine, keeping a close eye on Zhang Taiyan's movements. If they found anything unusual, they would immediately stop using the "iron lung".

Bang Chi Bang Chi!

As before, the iron lung's pump began to move regularly, and the air pressure inside the iron lung began to change constantly.

If you could see the scene inside the "iron lung" at this moment, you would also see Zhang Taiyan's chest beginning to move up and down with the air pressure.

The air pressure is controlled just right, making breathing smooth without making people feel uncomfortable due to abnormal air pressure fluctuations.

When it leaves the factory, the data in the "iron lung" has been verified.

Regarding this point, Bao Guowei had simply marked it directly on the drawing and asked Xiang Songmao's factory to manufacture it.

Xiang Songmao was a powerful figure and a pioneer in China's medical field. In history, he sacrificed his life for his country in resisting the Japanese invaders.

Therefore, Bao Guowei felt at ease and handed over these important equipment and technologies to the other party.

Obviously, he didn't trust the wrong person.

The machine made by Xiang Songmao was basically the same as the drawings provided by Bao Guowei.

Even the 21st century-related drawings provided by Bao Guowei are much more advanced than the current American "iron lung".

Gentler and more sustainable.

Seeing that Zhang Taiyan's breathing gradually stabilized and the pain on his face seemed to be relieved a lot, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

But they were not in a hurry to be happy, as the effect of the "iron lung" is a continuous process.

Ten minutes later, the color gradually returned to Zhang Taiyan's face. As air rushed in, his tired body finally fell into a deep sleep.

There was a sound of even breathing in the room.

At this time, Bao Guowei and Shen Shiwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

But the first one to react was Tang Guoli. She was under tremendous pressure, and now she sat down on the ground as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

The tears couldn't stop flowing.

But she still didn't dare to cry out loud, for fear of disturbing Zhang Taiyan, so she could only cover her mouth and make a whimpering sound.

Zhang Nianyue also hugged her mother, and the two of them cried with joy in the room.

"Mom, we succeeded. The old man is saved."

This voice made Bao Guowei worried, but also happy.

But now is not the time to be happy.

Just because he used the "iron lung" didn't mean that Zhang Taiyan was cured.

Equipment such as "iron lung" and "ventilator" are merely medical aids.

They may be important for maintaining life.

But if you want to completely cure pneumonia, you still need a drug that can completely fight the bacteria!
Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Bao Guowei, Charlie and Shen Shiwan quietly left the room and came to the yard.

The three of them sat down on the stone bench, and Bao Guowei sighed and said.

"At this moment, according to your judgment, how long can Mr. Taiyan last relying on the iron lung?"

Upon hearing this question, Charlie and Shen Shiwan looked at each other and fell into silence.

This is a really difficult question for doctors to answer.

Moreover, the person lying in the room was not an ordinary person, but Zhang Taiyan, the leading figure in the academic world. He had so many students and disciples across the country. If he was careless, it would be a huge sin.

Charlie could understand what Bao Guowei said, but he was talking a lot of gibberish and Bao Guowei sounded too tired.

So Shen Shiwan spoke first. He said with emotion: "Mr. Bingwen, I really didn't expect that you could actually make this kind of iron lung. Your contribution is immeasurable. I wonder how many people will benefit from it."

As a doctor who is proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine, Shen Shiwan could not possibly not understand the significance of the creation of this "iron lung".

Bao Guowei said that it was the Americans who first manufactured it, but after Shen Shiwan learned about the information, he felt that Bao Guowei's "iron lung" was more advanced and powerful.

The most important thing is that this is a medical device that can be produced independently in China.

If it can be mass-produced, how many critically ill pneumonia patients can have a chance of survival?

There are also polio patients for whom the iron lung is the only means of maintaining their lives.

Not to mention, now that war has broken out, this invention can save countless wounded soldiers.

At the moment when this machine was successful, Shen Shiwan didn't know what words to use to express his excitement.

But no matter how excited he was, he had to face the fact that Zhang Taiyan was seriously ill.

This is the "first battle" in which the "iron lung" is used in China, but it seems to be extremely difficult to fight.

Facing Zhang Taiyan's situation, Shen Shiwan also sighed and said, "I have basically described Mr. Taiyan's current situation before. The means we can use are limited. Even if the most powerful doctor in the world comes, the best treatment is still allicin combined with some drugs to control bacterial infection."

He paused, shook his head helplessly and said: "Mr. Bingwen, you should know that bacterial infections have always been incurable in most clinical treatments, and can only be solved by relying on resistance.

The allicin you invented is the most effective antibacterial drug in recent years."

Charlie also nodded and said in London-accented Chinese: "Indeed, Mr. Bao, your previous treatment plan is the best at present."

Charlie even published a paper on the treatment of pneumonia in an authoritative magazine in the UK.

But he still has morals. Although Bao Guowei refuses to admit it, he calls himself the other party's apprentice.

Therefore, Bao Guowei's name was added before the signature of the paper.

This matter has not been told to Bao Guowei yet.

I don’t know whether the thesis will be taken seriously in the UK.

The situation was exactly as Bao Guowei had expected, and he had been mentally prepared.

He frowned and said, "Just give me a rough time."

Shen Shiwan was helpless and could only say seriously: "It will only take a week. After a week, I think it will be difficult to maintain the iron lung. The infection will spread to the entire lung and even a god will be unable to save it."

For a moment, the yard fell into silence.

Inside the house, Tang Guoli and Zhang Nianyue were crying with joy; faint sobbing could still be heard, and occasionally whispers between the mother and daughter could be heard, also expressing optimism.

The end of summer has passed, and now it is the autumnal equinox, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is only two weeks away.

In the yard, there were still some hoarse chirping of insects, heart-wrenching, as if they were lingering on the warm summer sun.

After a long time, Bao Guowei finally made up his mind and took out another document from his arms, which was about a dozen sheets of white paper with dense handwriting on them and a lot of pictures.

Shen Shiwan was almost stunned.

I was thinking, could it be that Bao Bingwen has a Qiankun bag in his arms, from which he can take out a magic trick when problems arise?

The contents of the materials were exactly what Shen Shiwan had imagined, medical technology that he had never dared to imagine.

Shen Shiwan's face suddenly showed a look of shock and he said, "Tracheotomy and intubation?"

Bao Guowei nodded and said, "This is not my first invention. There have been related precedents in the United States and Europe. In emergency situations, if the patient is suffocating, a tracheotomy can be performed to directly introduce oxygen into the lungs through a rubber tube, which may be able to curb respiratory failure."

He briefly introduced this technology. In later hospitals, intubation is a very commonly used method, especially for patients with respiratory failure.

However, this technology tests the doctor's level, so Bao Guowei did not dare to try it easily. Now that time is running out, he has to use it.

Just in case!
Shen Shiwan didn't believe a word Bao Guowei said about how this technology was not his original invention. After seeking Bao Guowei's consent, he told Charlie about this technology.

After all, if the operation is really to be performed, he will be one of the surgeons in charge.

Charlie finished reading the material, half translating and half reading it. His eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Bao Guowei and said.

"Bao, you are simply a lunatic. This technology has indeed been used in Europe, but no one dares to do it this way, and no one can list such detailed steps and precautions. Bao, are you really not a doctor?"

Bao Guowei was too lazy to explain. He waved his hand and said, "This technology is out of your hands. I hope you can master it as soon as possible. If anything happens to Mr. Taiyan, please use the doctor. I will bear all the consequences!"

Without saying much, Bao Guowei took the two doctors to look at the various equipment used to perform this technology in the warehouse. After briefly explaining it to Tang Guoli, he prepared to pack up and leave.

Shen Shiwan and the other person are still figuring out this new medical technique!

The first tracheotomy in history did not occur until twenty-two years later in Copenhagen.

Not to mention, what Bao Guowei provides is even newer technology!
This operation really caused some "indigestion" in the two people's brains.

But seeing Bao Guowei's anxious look, Shen Shiwan couldn't help but advise him.

"Bingwen, don't blame me for being so serious. These technologies are indeed very advanced, but considering Mr. Taiyan's age, pneumonia is extremely dangerous, and he has various underlying diseases. You must also be prepared."

Shen Shiwan knew that Bao Guowei was extremely talented and that there was nothing he couldn't accomplish.

He was afraid that Bao Guowei would become depressed because of Zhang Taiyan's unfortunate death, so he gave him advice in advance.

"Huh?" Bao Guowei looked at the other party with some surprise. At this moment, he was still thinking about what he should prepare for his trip to Shanghai.

He asked back, "Sir, I have never thought that relying solely on a tracheotomy and an iron lung can make Mr. Taiyan recover. This is just a delaying tactic."

"A delaying tactic?" Shen Shiwan was confused.

But then I heard Bao Guowei say.

"I plan to go to Shanghai. Mr. Taiyan will be handed over to you two. Regardless of whether this is successful or not, I will be back in about a week."

"Bingwen you"

Seeing that Shen Shiwan was still confused, Bao Guowei could only continue to spread his hands. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he spoke in Hangzhou dialect.

"I can only say that I got a newly developed special drug from the United States. It may be effective for pneumonia, but it still needs some experiments."

Shen Shiwan was from Ningbo, and his dialect was the same as that of Hangzhou, which was the Wu Yue dialect, so naturally he could understand it roughly.

But after he understood it, he almost cursed and almost had black lines on his head.

I couldn't help cursing in my heart, "America again, is America your home? Are you allowed to come up with these shocking technologies from there?"
But after a burst of indignation, he finally felt relieved. Even if he knew that Bao Guowei deliberately concealed it, what else could he do?

He sighed, nodded and said.

"Don't worry, Bingwen! I will definitely do it!"

Bao Guowei looked at Charlie again. The latter had a confused look on his face. However, from the iron lung to the tracheotomy, he had been completely convinced by this oriental boy. There was no reason for him to disagree.

He bowed and said, "In the name of the Lord!"

A few years later, Charlie finally realized that he had witnessed history that night.

A sign of the birth of a miracle drug that will truly change the world!

(End of this chapter)