Whether it can be pulled out or not, a doctor’s hand gently moves the tube and will know the result imdiately. In the patient’s current condition, not even trying such a delicate operation and just waiting for a miracle to happen on its own is not what a doctor should do.
Li Guoxin grasped the intention of the leader. His brows furrowed slightly, indeed so. Since this student says he can do it, give it a try, how can we not treat a dead horse as if it’s alive? He hesitated because he truly couldn’t fathom the reason why this student said so. If indeed the primary physician’s prior diagnosis is correct that the tube cannot be pulled, it’s absolutely possible that the tube is tangled with sothing inside the patient. If the situation is unclear and the tube is pulled recklessly, it might instead result in a dical accident.
"Bring the CT scan." Director Zheng instructed cautiously while attempting.
The patient’s CT scan was imdiately brought up for the leadership to review.
Upon receiving the instructions from his superior, Pan Shihua donned gloves and a mask, bent down, and with bright and sharp eyes like crescent moons below his brows, observed the drainage tube fixed on the patient’s abdon. The nurse handed him forceps and scissors. The drainage tube can only be moved after cutting the two stitches fixing it to the skin.
The CT scan was brought in. Director Zheng held up the scan against the ward’s daylight, reviewing it while discussing with Li Guoxin, "The boundary of this lesion doesn’t look very clear. When was the scan taken?"
"Taken at an outside hospital, two days ago." Li Guoxin had just read the patient’s information and said, "There’s a possibility of the situation worsening rapidly between two days ago and now." Saying this softly, he rubbed his palms nervously.
The unclear boundary of the lesion suggests that the abscess may no longer be in its early stages. In addition, the patient suddenly convulsing anew tonight indicates the condition might be rapidly deteriorating, potentially due to the abscess rupturing and pus spreading into the abdominal cavity, leading to diffuse peritonitis.
The mortality rate of diffuse peritonitis is extrely high. This is also why the doctors are endlessly frustrated and anxious tonight, ready to explode in anger because Death God is too unreasonable, launching a sneak attack before the doctors have ti to respond.
As the doctors spoke, they turned back to look at Pan Shihua, who had just finished removing the sutures and was ready to handle the drainage tube.
Doctor Jiang had already been standing behind the student, poised to lend a hand at any mont to prevent any accident, reminding the student, "If the resistance feels too strong, don’t force it."
Breaking it off would be a dical accident.
Pan Shihua nodded, contemplating his approach. He first planned to adjust the patient’s position, but when he turned around, soone had already started doing this ahead of him.
"You handle your task, I’ll take care of this work." With her hands on the patient’s pelvis, Xie Wanying said to Student Pan.
Receiving Xie’s directive to focus all attention on the drainage tube, Pan Shihua nodded vigorously.
With Student Xie’s assistance, it’s like adding wings to a tiger; no one would refuse such help.
"I’ll help too." Yue Wentong rolled up his sleeves and went to Student Xie’s side, ready to assist in holding the patient’s legs.
The class monitor joined the team, adding more strength. There is strength in numbers, so naturally, Xie Wanying and Pan Shihua were pleased.
The three young people’s eyes t, gaze to gaze: Let’s do this!
At this mont, the patient, Chen Chengran, seed aware that soone was trying to pull him back from the Ghost Gate, his eyelids struggled to move slightly.
Standing near the head of the bed, Xie Wanying was the first to notice the patient’s slight movent and encouraged him, "Chen Chengran, don’t be afraid, it’s just a bit uncomfortable. Hang in there, you can pull through."
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