"Now it seems that there will be no problem for the time being." Zheng Ren and Wen Xiaonuan said.
Wen Xiaonuan held Xiao Shitou's hand, raised her head slightly, and looked at Zheng Ren. There were tears in her eyes, but she didn't speak.
"If the situation doesn't change, after three days... it's better to observe first." Zheng Ren pursed his lips and patted Xiao Shitou's hand.
Perhaps it was an illusion, Zheng Ren felt that Xiao Shitou's hand seemed to move at that moment.
The timeline seemed to be pulled back to the day when the two had a long conversation. Zheng Ren felt that Xiao Shitou was about to fist bump with him.
Looking carefully, he was lying quietly on the hospital bed, with only the sound of the ventilator operating, making the ward even cooler.
The side effects of using the Eye of Truth became more and more serious, Zheng Ren sighed. If I always have hallucinations, what should I do if I have surgery in the future
"I'm going to study the recent situation." Zheng Ren said softly to Wen Xiaonuan, then turned and left.
Just as he walked out of the house, Wen Xiaonuan's voice came from behind.
"Doctor Zheng!"
Her voice was not loud, as if she was afraid of disturbing Xiao Shitou's sleep, and even her footsteps were gentle.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren turned around.
Wen Xiaonuan walked out of the ward quickly. She had thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to say, but she didn't know what to say or how to say them.
Looking at Wen Xiaonuan's expression, Zheng Ren smiled slightly and said, "I will try my best."
Wen Xiaonuan picked up the broken hair on her cheeks and ears with her hands, and bowed deeply.
Many patients and their families have expressed their gratitude, and Zheng Ren has seen a lot. But at this moment, his heart was hit by Wen Xiaonuan's actions, and he was stunned for a moment.
"Dr. Zheng, thank you for your hard work." Wen Xiaonuan said softly.
"You're welcome." Zheng Ren said, "The next step of treatment... To be honest, I haven't counted it yet."
"Can Little Shitou wake up?" Wen Xiaonuan tried his best to keep his tone as calm as possible, apparently not wanting to put too much pressure on Zheng Ren.
"should be no problem."
Wen Xiaonuan nodded, forced a smile, and said, "Then I'll go back. I'm not here, so I'm worried that he will be scared."
"Go and talk to him more." Zheng Ren said, "I will sort out the documents and we will change shifts to accompany him."
After saying that, Zheng Ren turned and left.
He felt vulnerable, which might be another side effect of using the "Eye of Truth". If your mental state is normal, you should stay calm at this time and think about the future from the most objective perspective.
With the help of Dr. Karl, Zheng Ren compiled all the information on Xiao Shitou and prepared for analysis.
I sent a few messages to Yiren to report that she was safe, and asked about the situation at Su Yun's house. This attempt left a deep mark on Zheng Ren.
Little Stone is just a branch of mucus overflow disease, and the energy value is no longer enough. What if it is replaced by the disease described by the weird handwriting on the system panel of Old Roche and Christian
I'm afraid even 10,000 energy points are not enough.
The thirty-year period is still a little short, and the details will depend on the big pig's trotters.
Yi Ren didn't know what Zheng Ren had encountered here. She told Zheng Ren to eat well and not to suffer from hypoglycemia.
Su Yun said that he had appeased old Luo Che and Christian. They were waiting for Zheng Ren to return and asked when Zheng Ren would return.
When it comes to time, Zheng Ren can't decide. He also told everyone in the work group that he might stay out for a few days and that the surgery should be carried out steadily. If there were any special circumstances, he would ask Su Yun to handle it.
After calming down, Zheng Ren touched his "young white head" and smiled helplessly. I only laughed at Yanag Zewei in the past, but I didn't expect that I would be troubled by my hair so soon.
It seems that only the hair has changed, but now my body doesn't feel anything. It's not like I used the Eye of Reality for the first time and felt dizzy for a long time afterwards. This time I woke up feeling full of energy, as if nothing had happened.
Only when I look at the mirror in the dressing room and see that my hair is graying, do I know that there are still changes.
Looking through Xiao Shitou's medical records, Zheng Ren sighed softly.
To be honest, he had almost memorized this case by heart. Zheng Ren knew what happened every day and every hour, and what changes the data had.
What to study? Zheng Ren was suddenly confused.
As a clinician, Xiao Shitou no longer needs treatment at this time. Surgery and drug treatment extended his life by a few months, but that was all.
He sat silently at the table, watching the introduction of the condition, and recalling the subsequent treatment plan. But the subsequent treatment I saw in the eyes of reality was blank, and I couldn't remember anything.
The system library has lost its role. Now every step I take is written as a top-notch SCI article, which can be used as a reference for others.
There is no road ahead, but there is a road when there are more people walking. Zheng Ren was used to walking on the path that others had taken before, but this time he was really confused.
Technical means were still second to none, and Zheng Ren gradually realized why he was hesitating.
When he saw Xiao Shitou, he saw that he had lost weight again, and Zheng Ren felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
Although there is a 50% chance of having a long conversation with Xiao Shitou, then do it twice! These words are still echoing in my ears from time to time.
But do we really want to continue? It's time to let go and suffer less, which should be a good choice.
Various thoughts were entangled and collided with each other in his mind, and Zheng Ren didn't know what to do.
Time passed little by little and the night got deeper. Zheng Ren couldn't figure it out, so he simply picked up all the information and went to the ward.
Replacing Wen Xiaonuan and asking her to rest, Zheng Ren sat in front of Xiao Shitou's bed.
The child had lost a lot of weight. He was lying on the hospital bed, his chest rising and falling with the rhythm of the ventilator, but his blood pressure, heart rate, and pulse were relatively stable.
Zheng Ren looked at it quietly for a few minutes and said softly: "Xiao Shitou, do you want to continue the treatment?"
When he spoke, his voice was very calm, as if the little stone could hear him. The two people sat opposite each other and communicated calmly.
"Now I feel that you have suffered too much. You should not have to bear this. Isn't life very tiring?"
"Actually, death is sometimes a kind of relief. People are all seeking profit. If the benefits obtained are not big enough, there is no need to do something."
"You work so hard to live, but it's very uncomfortable. I know that you worked hard every time you breathed before you were put on the ventilator, but you couldn't breathe oxygen. You must have felt very desperate at that time."
"Do you want to continue? To be honest, even if you are not breathing and your lungs stop working, you can maintain your life for at least a month with ECMO. However, I am not sure if you still want to live."
"Su Yun is right, I'm still very timid. How about I leave this question to you, and tell me the answer when you wake up."
Zheng Ren's voice became softer and softer, like singing a lullaby to coax the little stone to sleep quietly.