Early the next morning, Ou Shaowen woke up earlier. He turned his head, and Ou Renjin was still asleep. He frowned slightly and his cheeks were a little red.
Ou Shaowen didn't disturb him and got out of bed on his own. He went to the bathroom to wash up and glanced at Ou Renjin on the bed. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have said that he had a sore throat yesterday.
His special kitchen, which I visited last time, is on the sixth floor. Ou Shaowen closed the door quietly and prepared to go up and make breakfast for him.
The ingredients in the refrigerator looked like they had just been replenished, and there were no signs of use. He steamed two bowls of egg custard and cooked some white porridge and brought them down together.
He forgot to bring his mobile phone, fearing that Ou Renjin would wake up and not be able to find others, so his movements were a little hurried. Fortunately, when we returned to the ward, Ou Renjin was still awake.
He laid out breakfast and then went over to call him, "Ou Renjin, wake up, it's time to have breakfast."
Ou Renjin's eyelashes moved slightly, but did not open, and he groaned with a somewhat uncomfortable expression.
"Ou Renjin?" Ou Shaowen's heart jumped suddenly. He reached out to touch his face, and then he retracted his hand in shock at the higher than normal temperature.
Dr. Chen had just finished answering the phone. The Second Nursing Home informed him that the patient was in poor condition and might die tonight or tomorrow. They have already performed one round of rescue operations before, and according to the wishes of the family, they may not perform a second round of rescue operations.
He immediately made a call to Dean Wu, whom he had contacted before. Dean Wu happened to be conducting an academic seminar on heart transplantation in a nearby city these days. After the end, he had already taken a plane and was waiting there.
The hospital arranged for him to live nearby. As soon as the heart here is in place, the operation can begin immediately.
Everything is going smooth.
Before Dr. Chen could show a finally reassuring smile, a nurse hurriedly knocked on the door of his office.
At that moment, he looked at the nurse's anxious face, and his eardrums buzzed, as if he was being showered with ice water. He was shocked. Before she spoke, he had a bad premonition for some reason. , this is definitely not the news I want to hear.
Is there always Murphy's Law in this world
The more you worry about what will happen, the more it will happen.
"Dr. Chen, Mr. Ou Renjin has a fever. It's a cold and fever caused by tonsillitis." The nurse took a few breaths and said, "What do you think we should do with the medicine next?"
For ordinary people! He said that colds and fevers are just common and harmless diseases. Even if you don’t take medicine, you will usually be cured after a week. However, for patients with heart disease, the cold is their biggest enemy. It will seriously affect cardiopulmonary function and aggravate cardiac insufficiency, which can easily become a cause of heart attack.
Therefore, once a fever occurs, Ou Renjin's condition will become very uncontrollable, and it is absolutely impossible to perform surgery under this situation.
Chen Sui has been a doctor for many years. At this moment, he suddenly understood why their director never performed surgeries on acquaintances. The more personal feelings you have, the more difficult it is to make basic judgments calmly.
He slumped down on the chair with some weakness at this time, his mind was in chaos. After a while, he raised his head and said to the nurse who had been waiting for a long time, "First let Director Li go and take a look and judge... whether it is still possible to go as planned. To perform surgery, do you need to call the second nursing home immediately and ask them... "
He struggled to say the remaining half of the sentence, "Contact other patients who are suitable for the heart source."
Things like the heart source are inherently rare and precious. They cannot be preserved until you have a suitable opportunity for surgery. If you miss it, you miss it, and there is nothing anyone can do about it.
He suddenly felt a little regretful that he didn't follow Guan Qijun's suggestion yesterday.
Why do you always have to be so cruel to someone? He couldn't help but feel angry for him, for this fate that seemed destined by God.
As if in chaos, a group of doctors gathered around Ou Renjin's bedside and examined him for a long time. Soon, a nurse came in with a loaded cart and gave him a retention injection and drops of medicine.
Then, the ECG monitor was immediately connected to the bedside.
"Beep-beep-"
The sound of instruments sounded continuously. Ou Shaowen sat aside like a piece of wood, with cold white porridge and egg custard on the table in front of him.
"It's okay," he whispered, his voice almost a whisper. "He's going to be okay."
As long as everything goes well this time and he adjusts to his condition after a while, he can transplant his heart.
You see, God thought it would be better to use his heart.
So when Dr. Chen and Guan Qijun came together, he was even calmer than them.
He turned around when he heard the voice and said, "I was just about to call the nurse. The medicine is almost finished."
! Guan Qijun pressed the call button on the bedside and slowed down the drip that was about to be finished, "It'll be here soon."
One of the two was calmer than the other.
Doctor Chen glanced at the two of them, "The current situation is to see if the inflammation can go down and the temperature can go down. There may be good news about the source of the heart. Maybe the patient is more tenacious and can survive longer. Hold on for a few days, just enough for Ou Renjin to adjust to his condition. "
In the end, his tone became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't even comfort himself.
Guan Qijun's fingers that were clenched into fists relaxed slightly. He looked up at Ou Shaowen and suddenly laughed softly.
"Ou Shaowen, let's talk." He said.
Doctor Chen frowned. He knew the reason why Guan Qijun left Ou Renjin best, "Guan Qijun, don't mess around when Ou Renjin is unconscious."
Guan Qijun turned to him and smiled vaguely, then turned back to Ou Shaowen and said, "Are we just going to talk here?"
"Okay, let's talk here." He didn't even let Dr. Chen avoid it and said directly, "You said your organs can regenerate. They don't believe it, but I do."
Ou Shaowen seemed to be drawn back a little bit of his attention and looked into his eyes.
"Ou Renjin's condition has always made me very depressed. It seems that I have tried every solution, but always something goes wrong, which makes me feel powerless. I even consulted a friend abroad who is researching artificial hearts, and he said that with the current situation The artificial heart technology can only last for one to two years, but you don’t want Ou Renjin to have only one or two years left in his life, right?”
Ou Shaowen looked at him quietly. Guan Qijun lowered his gaze and asked, "How long will it take for your heart to grow again?"
"Guan Qijun." Dr. Chen's face was already extremely ugly. "The matter has not reached the final stage yet. Don't go crazy here."
"About two months." Ou Shaowen replied, his expression calm and determined.
"Then how did you survive during the two months it was growing again?"
No one paid attention to Chen Sui.
"Extracorporeal blood supply device." For some reason, Guan Qijun's calm expression and tone gave him a wonderful sense of trust. He knew that the two of them had the same purpose.
Guan Qijun pressed the call button on the bedside and slowed down the drip that was about to be finished, "It'll be here soon."
One of the two was calmer than the other.
Doctor Chen glanced at the two of them, "The current situation is to see if the inflammation can go down and the temperature can go down. There may be good news about the source of the heart. Maybe the patient is more tenacious and can survive longer. Hold on for a few days, just enough for Ou Renjin to adjust to his condition. "
In the end, his tone became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't even comfort himself.
"It doesn't matter. If you miss it, you will miss it, and there will be me." Ou Shaowen said.
Guan Qijun's fingers that were clenched into fists relaxed slightly. He looked up at Ou Shaowen and suddenly laughed softly.
"Ou Shaowen, let's talk." He said.
Doctor Chen frowned. He knew the reason why Guan Qijun left Ou Renjin best, "Guan Qijun, don't mess around when Ou Renjin is unconscious."
Guan Qijun turned to him and smiled vaguely, then turned back to Ou Shaowen and said, "Are we just going to talk here?"
"Yeah." He glanced at Ou Renjin on the hospital bed, "I have to watch him."
"Okay, let's talk here." He didn't even let Dr. Chen avoid it and said directly, "You said your organs can regenerate. They don't believe it, but I do."
Ou Shaowen seemed to be drawn back a little bit of his attention and looked into his eyes.
"Ou Renjin's condition has always made me very depressed. It seems that I have tried every solution, but always something goes wrong, which makes me feel powerless. I even consulted a friend abroad who is researching artificial hearts, and he said that with the current situation The artificial heart technology can only last for one to two years, but you don’t want Ou Renjin to have only one or two years left in his life, right?”
Ou Shaowen looked at him quietly. Guan Qijun lowered his gaze and asked, "How long will it take for your heart to grow again?"
"Guan Qijun." Dr. Chen's face was already extremely ugly. "The matter has not reached the final stage yet. Don't go crazy here."
"About two months." Ou Shaowen replied, his expression calm and determined.
"Then how did you survive during the two months it was growing again?"
No one paid attention to Chen Sui.
"Extracorporeal blood supply device." For some reason, Guan Qijun's calm expression and tone gave him a wonderful sense of trust. He knew that the two of them had the same purpose.
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