Chapter 317

"Oh, my blood pressure has dropped!" Anzehan exclaimed.

The dog suddenly convulsed and died without being saved.

Failed!

Guo Xiang and song tingshen were silent.

For a long time, song tingshen said, "it's normal. It's strange if you succeed once."

"Clean up and dissect to see what caused the death!" Song tingshen said.

"Come with Guo Xiang?" Anzehan put it forward.

"OK, check it out!" Song tingshen nodded.

Guo Xiang and an Zehan began to dissect the dog's body.

After checking various organs, or liver, acute failure, the operation was not successful at all.

"Is the perfusion not done well?"

"Or did you use too many anesthetics and have failed when the liver was removed?"

"Why don't you wait for death to take the liver next time?"

"There may also be some mistakes in the operation..."

We are thinking about various reasons and repeat the operation again. We think of various possibilities, record them one by one, and try to avoid what can be avoided next time.

The next time, they carried out an experiment every two or three days, but they didn't succeed.

Sometimes the dog dies during surgery.

Sometimes they die soon after the operation.

Two of them didn't get through after a day or two.

But every time song tingshen asked them to dissect the corpse to find out the reason. Lessons learned.

A month later, the dogs bought another batch.

Anzehan was a little discouraged.

"How long has it been? Other professors have had such operations for several years. They don't have any patience. I think you'd better not do it. " Song tingshen is very serious.

"No, I'm not impatient, but I didn't succeed once. It's really frustrating. If one can only live a few more days, it's a little motivated, but this..." anzehan said bitterly, "what's wrong?"

"Maybe the auxiliary medicine won't work? After all, they are animals, not people. " Guo Xiang said.

But there is no way, and there is no need to directly use people to do experiments.

"Readjust the dose of the drug." Song tingshen said that although it has been adjusted according to the weight, after all, the bearing capacity of animal bodies and organs is different from that of human beings, and it will take many experiments to find the best ratio.

At this time, President Wang of the people's Hospital suddenly asked someone to come and find the patient with advanced liver cancer, and his family asked for liver transplantation.

"How do they know about liver transplantation?" Anzehan is strange.

"President Wang and I mentioned that we were doing this research. Did he tell the patient's family?" Song tingshen said.

"There is no donor liver?" Asked Guo Xiang.

"Let's go back to the hospital."

Guo Xiang drove several people back to the hospital to find president Wang.

"Dean Wang, what's going on?" Song tingshen asked.

"It's all the patients' families who have been begging us. There's really no way. I said you're doing liver transplantation, but I also said you haven't succeeded yet. They said they want to try even if you don't succeed. They're dying anyway. Maybe there's still hope if you try?" Dean Wang said.

"But there is no donor liver?" Song tingshen said.

"It's such a coincidence that a prisoner came here this morning. When he was working on the reform through labor farm, he was accidentally hit in the head by a stone. After rescue, his brain died."

"The prison guard also said that he had no relatives and was an orphan. Even if the body was pulled back, no one claimed it. If you can donate his body..."

"The man's blood type coincides with the patient, so I think I'll try it?" Dean Wang said.

"But none of our experiments have been successful." Song tingshen shook his head.

"That's what I told the patient's family, but they were willing to try. They said that even if they died, they didn't blame us..."

"What if they later go back and say that our medical treatment is improper?" Anzehan spoke, otherwise it would be a rare opportunity.

"Yes......" this is also where song tingshen hesitated. It's not that he had never met such a patient's family before. He said it well, but once he failed, they would make trouble.

"Let them sign an agreement with the hospital and let us try voluntarily. If something happens, they can't pursue it." Guo Xiang said, "in order to express our gratitude, we don't charge them for the operation fee. We can also reduce some for them..."

"I think so." President Wang nodded. This is a good opportunity. I can't touch it at ordinary times.

"Let's talk to the patient's family." Song tingshen said.

"Yes!" President Wang nodded and asked someone to call the patient's family.

"This is Dr. Song. He is doing liver transplantation research." President Wang introduced song tingshen to the patient's family. "He is a professor of Taiqing Medical University and an expert in hepatobiliary surgery."

"Hello, Dr. Song!" The patient's family shook hands with song tingshen and looked like the patient's son.

"We all know my father's disease. We have taken so much medicine. I know the hospital has done what we should do, but we don't want to give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope." Said the patient's son.

"However, there may be no hope at all. It may not even get off the operating table." Song tingshen said, "you could have lived a few more days, but if you had surgery, you might not live tomorrow."

"Really have no hope?" Asked the patient's son.

Song tingshen shook his head, "I haven't succeeded yet. Even the failure rate of previous professors was 90%, and that 10% didn't live many days. I don't want to lie to you..."

The patient's son pondered for a moment, "if so, we recognize my father. Now... He lives in too much pain..."

His face showed a sad look, "in the past, we didn't care enough about him. I didn't expect..."

His eyes turned red, "he used to be so proud of himself. Now he's skinny, his hair has fallen off, he's incontinent, and he doesn't have any dignity..."

"If he really wants to live like this, he may not want to!" Said the patient's son.

"But your father said before that it would be good to live one more day." Song tingshen said.

The patient's son smiled bitterly, "that's because he hasn't understood the severity of the disease. Now this is something he didn't expect. He told me yesterday. It's better to know if he died..."

Then his head turned to one side and his eyes were full of tears.

Everyone was silent and didn't know what to say.

"If so, let's sign an agreement." Guo Xiang stood up, "you are voluntary. If there is an accident, you will not hold us accountable. Of course, we will do our best."

"Many people are biased against our doctors and think that doctors know how to make money. In fact, we don't have much money after an operation. What money can we make? If anyone wants the patient to have something to do, it's our doctor except the family members. "

"We are all parents and children. We don't want to see tragedies happen. What's good for us if something happens to the patient? And to put it mildly, if we succeed, we will become famous, we will have fame, profits and become famous doctors. Who doesn't want to? Who would be willing to be scolded for deliberately doing something bad? "

"So, you don't have to worry about this. We will try our best, but now the medical technology is really limited, and we're not sure, so we'd better make it clear." Guo Xiang said.

"I understand. I'll sign with you!" The patient's son nodded.