Chapter 57: Saving People as Urgent as Fighting Fire

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Saving People as Urgent as Fighting Fire ... "The patient’s condition is very poor," Professor Huang said gravely. "This morning, the patient suddenly experienced severe pain throughout his body and soon lost the ability to speak. Later, he began to convulse intermittently, his complexion changed from pale to purple and then started turning black. These symptoms are extremely rare, and we still cannot determine the cause of his illness." At this moment, a nurse hurriedly arrived and handed over the blood panel report. Sun Jianqiang took the report, frowned, and said, "Based on the results of the blood test, it appears to be a viral infection, but we cannot identify the virus. It’s likely a completely new type of virus we’ve never encountered before." "Administer antibiotics to the patient first, and then immediately conduct liver and kidney function tests," Professor Huang decisively instructed. Then, he turned to Zhang Hongde, "Dean Zhang, should we convene the expert group for an emergency consultation right away?" "Hmm," Zhang Hongde nodded. "I’ll have the office arrange it immediately." At this moment, Li Desheng and his wife, having just learned about their only son Li Junkai’s critical condition, rushed into the emergency room in panic. "How’s my son doing?" Even after decades navigating the business world and weathering countless storms, billionaire Li Desheng was barely able to keep his composure at this moment. "He is undergoing emergency treatment," Sun Jianqiang replied. "Our preliminary diagnosis points to a viral infection, but we cannot confirm it yet. Further tests are required." "You still can’t confirm it?" Mrs. Li exploded upon hearing this. "What are all of you doctors even doing? Every year we donate millions to your hospital, and yet when something happens to my son, you’re all helpless? Are the donations we gave you just feeding dogs?" "Mrs. Li, please don’t be overly anxious," Zhang Hongde tried to calm her down. "I’ve already informed the expert group to come urgently for a consultation. We’ll have results very soon..." "It’s bad!" Before Zhang Hongde finished speaking, a nurse rushed into the office in panic and shouted, "The patient’s fever has suddenly spiked to 42°C! His heart rate has exceeded 200! His blood pressure..." Before the nurse could finish, Zhang Hongde, Professor Huang, and the others were already sprinting toward the emergency operating room. Mrs. Li’s vision went dark, and she fainted backward. Li Desheng caught his wife in his arms, his face pale with worry. Inside the emergency operating room, Li Junkai had already slipped into a coma. His face was terrifyingly flushed, his breathing was rapid, and his vital signs—temperature, heart rate, and blood pressure—had all surpassed critical levels. If this continued, he would head to report to the King of Hell long before the expert group could arrive for the consultation. "What now? What do we do?" Zhang Hongde was pacing nervously by the bedside. Every emergency measure had been applied, but none yielded any effect at all. This situation was unprecedented, and even the highly experienced Professor Huang found himself at a complete loss. For Western medicine, if the cause of an illness cannot be diagnosed, it is practically impossible to treat. If all medical equipment proves ineffective, there’s essentially nothing doctors can do. At this moment, Xia Rou spoke up, "Let me try." "You? Are you a doctor?" Sun Jianqiang had initially mistaken the beautiful young woman beside Zhang Hongde for his newly hired secretary. "I was too rushed to introduce her earlier," Zhang Hongde explained briefly. "This is Doctor Xia Rou from Dexi Hall. Her reputation as the Miracle Needle is well known far and wide." "Oh, so you’re a Chinese medicine doctor," Sun Jianqiang muttered dismissively. He still didn’t take Xia Rou seriously. In the eyes of many Western medicine practitioners, Chinese medicine was an outdated relic on the verge of being forgotten. Xia Rou was so young—how could she have much skill? Besides, Chinese medicine was strong in health regulation, but in emergency treatment, it wasn’t considered a match for Western medicine. "Doctor Xia, you’ve seen the patient’s condition," Professor Huang reminded her kindly. "Even the smallest error could lead to irreversible consequences." In this era of strained doctor-patient relationships, if a patient dies in the hospital, the doctor in charge often faces immense backlash. Li Junkai’s status was far from ordinary, and Mrs. Li’s earlier reaction was an unmistakable warning. If anything happened to him, the fallout would be extremely challenging to deal with. "Exactly," Sun Jianqiang said irritably. "This is Fu’er Hospital’s emergency operating room. You’re a Chinese medicine doctor from Dexi Hall—how can you take action here without authorization? If something goes wrong, will Fu’er Hospital bear responsibility, or will Dexi Hall take the blame?" "Doctor Xia is already a member of Binhai Medical University Special Expert Group," Zhang Hongde pointed out, shocking both Sun Jianqiang and Professor Huang. So young, barely a few years out of medical school, not even qualified as an attending physician—how could she be part of the expert group? Sun Jianqiang and Professor Huang exchanged skeptical glances, clearly convinced that some sort of underhanded connection was at play. "I haven’t thought about that," Xia Rou replied seriously. "But saving lives is like fighting a fire. The patient’s life is already perilously at risk. If no measures are taken, I fear he won’t last until the expert group arrives for the consultation. Although I don’t know the cause of his illness, I could try acupuncture to alleviate his symptoms and buy some time." "Are you confident?" Zhang Hongde asked gravely. He didn’t want anything to happen to Li Junkai, nor did he want Xia Rou, a new member of the expert group, to bear medical responsibility. Xia Rou hesitated briefly before responding, "I’m sixty percent confident." Her words stunned Professor Huang. Faced with the current critical situation, he had no solutions at all, yet this young female Chinese medicine doctor claimed to have a sixty percent chance of alleviating the patient’s symptoms—it was hard to believe. Zhang Hongde, however, hesitated. A sixty percent chance wasn’t high, but it wasn’t low either. Given the patient’s extraordinary status, he was reluctant to take risks. "How about... calling Divine Doctor Yan for his opinion?" "Alright." Xia Rou dialed Yan Xiaobao’s number, hoping his miraculous hands could work their magic once again. "Rourou, you’re asking me for help? Sure, no problem," Yan Xiaobao said playfully over the phone. "But if I save this patient for you, you have to officially become my wife, alright?" "You can come first, and we’ll talk about that later," Xia Rou responded cautiously, neither agreeing nor rejecting outright, choosing to take one step at a time. Just after the call ended, the patient’s vital sign monitor suddenly emitted a prolonged alarm beep. "The patient’s heartbeat has stopped!" Professor Huang rushed forward to organize the resuscitation efforts. "Quick, cardiopulmonary resuscitation!" Ventilator, hyperbaric oxygen, pacemaker—all the equipment was deployed in a flurry of activity, barely pulling Li Junkai back from the brink of death. "Dean Zhang, the patient’s condition is still deteriorating. I think..." Professor Huang suggested, "We’ve exhausted all other options. We should let Doctor Xia try." ... [Please favorite, recommend, tip, and support!] ... 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