Chapter 2468： 【2468】Fighting style

Chapter 2468 [2468] fierce style

After the patient was transferred to the PICU, the various data records stipulated in the PICU were more strict and detailed than those in the ward, and the number of medical records naturally increased.

"Zhu Xing, what do you think?" Wei Shangquan stood at the head of the bed, and when he saw the child's eyelids blink, he approached and asked the child.

Zhu Xing's eyelids were swollen, and it was a bit difficult to open his eyes.

"Are you giving him intravenous furosemide twice a day?" Cao Zhao asked the doctor in the PICU.

"Yes." Yu Minghui nodded, thinking that this plan was close to the limit of conventional medication, and further furosemide was equivalent to giving an injection to a dying person. Diuretics are not the more the better, and diuretics have side effects that cannot be ignored.

Cao Zhao refuted her without hesitation: "It's edema. You must increase the dose, which means that the dose you used before is not in line with expectations, too small and not enough. You are afraid of potassium deficiency, so supplement potassium. Stomach tube, he can't eat it, he needs nutritional support."

Surgeons are aggressive. Thinking of a person who operates on a patient all day long, the patient's body senses are already numb. There will be no relative softness in the heart of a physician.

How hard it is for a patient to insert a gastric tube. But people don't see it as a child, just plug it in.

This man, don't look at it with a smile, Yu Minghui can easily think of the Buddha in her own hospital from this man. She hated that Buddha deeply. Because Tao Zhijie strictly guarded their inner six subjects, which indirectly led to the final disbandment of the inner six subjects. It fully shows that the smiling man is vicious in his heart, so that night he tried to drive her away.

Cao Zhao, who had said his suggestion, raised his head, not knowing why the other party stopped expressing his opinion.

Yu Minghui pulled back to his senses and replied, "Okay, I'll arrange for a nurse to insert a gastric tube for him later."

On the one hand, she felt that the man was cold-hearted, on the other hand, she had to admit that the child in front of her was in need of further nutritional support.

"If a gastric tube can be used for enteral nutrition, don't rush into intravenous nutrition." Cao Zhao explained. Doctors need to keep more ammunition depots in case of a worse situation.

In order for the child to get better, he must have a heart transplant. Yu Minghui asked about the child's schedule: "Doctor Cao, according to your speculation, how long will this child have to wait." In fact, what she asked was that she had just come to the first child. I don't know the reception of donor organs here in Seoul, and how long the waiting time will be in general. Where can a child like Zhu Xing be ranked?

"His condition must be at the top of the waiting list in our hospital." Cao Zhao said.

Yu Minghui lowered her eyebrows at his affirmative tone, as if she would not comment, because she saw another person in front of her.

Another team of doctors entered the PICU, the leading man with a decent and elite style. Classmate Pan and Classmate Wei recognized the other party as the big brother Mu, and immediately wanted to find a place to hide. Who let them talk about others last time.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yongxian took his group of doctors straight to their direction and opened the curtain of the next bed.

Coincidentally, the competitor's patient lives next door to their group of patients, and is a child who is also waiting for a heart transplant. She is a six-and-a-half-year-old girl, slightly younger than Zhu Xing.

Wei Shangquan surreptitiously took a look at the situation next door, knowing himself and the enemy and winning every battle.

The kid next door is connected to the machine and looks very tall. Wei Shangquan's eyeballs were firmly sucked, and he didn't let go of the next door.

(end of this chapter)