Zheng Ren and Wen Xiaonuan took shifts to take care of Xiao Shitou. Bota's medical power was very strong, so there was no need for Zheng Ren to talk to him about everything like at Xilin Town Hospital.
Seeing that the little stone was getting better little by little, the watery phlegm was gradually decreasing, the mucus discharge had begun to improve, and Zheng Ren's heart gradually became calmer.
The clinical work at home is running smoothly, and there is no mess because Zheng Ren is not at home. As Su Yun often said, a behemoth of the size of 912 is as good as Boss Zheng.
Zheng Ren also knew that he was the icing on the cake, providing help in times of need... It was not easy for him to do so. No matter how severe the wind and snow are, 912 can withstand it.
During Bota's days, Yiren sent a lot of messages every day, telling Zheng Ren in detail what she had done. The change in distance didn't seem to exist. Zheng Ren felt that Xiao Yiren was always by his side, never even a little far away.
The amount of mucus overflow from the small stone gradually decreased, and the corresponding amount of octreotide pumped in also gradually decreased.
Prior to this, Berta had already undergone a bronchoscopy and taken pathological tissue to develop drugs for mutated adenocarcinoma as quickly as possible.
Zheng Ren was quite surprised by this. It took only 10 days before and after the watery phlegm started to appear from a small stone. A new drug was actually developed. Bota's technical strength was so strong.
A two-pronged approach was used to maintain vital signs and treat the tumor at the same time. The sedative drugs were stopped. After one day of recovery, Xiao Shitou was able to communicate with Wen Xiaonuan and Zheng Ren by writing.
He obviously has a lot to say. After all, he is still a child. With a young mind, it is normal to be more lively. Zheng Ren didn't want him to work too hard, so he repeatedly told Xiao Shitou to lie down for another two days, and it would be too late to wait until the tracheal intubation was removed.
Another day later, Dr. Carl personally removed Xiaoshi's tracheal tube in the presence of Zheng Ren.
Dr. Carr said it was a miracle.
Xiao Shitou's situation was so bad before, no one could have imagined that he would survive it again.
"Mom." After removing the tracheal intubation, Xiao Shitou called softly.
Wen Xiaonuan held Xiao Shitou's hand with one hand and gently stroked his cheek with the other, tears flowing down uncontrollably.
"Sister Wen, you are too emotional. Why don't you go wash your face?" Zheng Ren suggested.
Xiao Shitou had just been extubated. If Wen Xiaonuan's agitation caused Xiao Shitou's mood to change and secondary bronchospasm occurred and he needed to be put on a ventilator, it would be unnecessary.
Wen Xiaonuan also knew that what the child needed now was a smile, not a cry. She nodded, her hair was messy, and her face was even more haggard.
After giving Xiaoshi's hand a firm squeeze, she stood up and turned around to go out.
"Get some sleep, you need to have a good rest." Zheng Ren said standing next to Xiao Shitou.
"I have been sleeping for many days and had many dreams. I don't want to sleep anymore." Xiao Shitou said in a hoarse voice.
Zheng Ren thought about it, smiled slightly, sat beside Xiao Shitou's bed and asked, "Can you dream when you are calm? Or do you do it after you wake up?"
"Brother, actually you are not suitable to be a doctor." Xiao Shitou suddenly said something irrelevant. The voice was a little hoarse, showing a hint of fatigue.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.
"Your hair has turned white." Xiao Shitou stretched out his hand as if to touch Zheng Ren's hair, but his skinny hand was immediately pinned to the bed by Zheng Ren.
"Have you ever had a gray head before or are you anxious to see me?" Xiao Shitou asked softly.
"No, I'm just thinking too hard about a case." Zheng Ren said softly, "How do you feel now?"
"Breathing is okay." As he spoke, Xiao Shitou moved his head slightly, glanced at the ECG monitoring screen from the corner of his eyes and said, "The blood oxygen saturation is 95%, which should be pretty good. I feel the same, better than before. It was much better when I was on the ventilator, and I couldn’t even breathe at that time.”
"It's pretty good. Dr. Karl in Munich said it's a miracle that you can be extubated." Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"How can there be so many miracles." Xiao Shitou turned back to look at Zheng Ren and tried to force out a smile, but the muscles on his face seemed to have not moved for many days and were a little stiff.
"Brother, help me rub my face."
"what?"
"Expression management, do you always have a straight face?"
"Yeah, I rarely express words, I think more in my heart." Zheng Ren said this, but he stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiao Shitou's face twice.
At this moment, he felt as if he was playing Heizi.
It's just that the vitality of the small stone is far less vigorous than that of the sunspot, and it is almost withered. When the palm of your hand touched his cheek, you could feel the dryness and exhaustion, and Zheng Ren felt a little bitter.
Zheng Ren's palms were warm and thick, and Xiao Shitou's cramped muscles seemed to be better. He tried his best to smile.
"Don't laugh after working so hard." Zheng Ren said.
"The harder it is, the more I have to laugh." Xiao Shitou said, "I don't live to cry."
“…”
Zheng Ren was silent.
"Brother, are you tired?" Xiao Shitou asked.
"I'm okay."
"I'm okay too. When I was calm, I really wanted to hear a lot of things you said to me, but I can't remember them now." Xiao Shitou closed his eyes slightly, but refused to stop talking.
"Then don't think about it, how tiring it is."
"Brother, what did you say to me?" Xiao Shitou's voice was a little hoarse, just like it was before Zheng Ren performed surgery on him.
The endotracheal intubation has been intubated for a long time, and the tube affects the tissues of the pharynx, causing hoarseness. It will take a while to recover, Zheng Ren knows.
In fact, Xiao Shitou should rest quietly now, but for such a child, being able to communicate with other people and appear in the world with a lively smile is what he wants most.
Zheng Ren did not stop him and forced the little stone to rest. Just talk if you want. After being assisted by a ventilator for such a long time, Xiao Shitou may really want to communicate with others.
I didn't allow him to communicate with pen and paper before, but now that he can speak, let's talk.
After thinking about it, Zheng Ren said softly, "I won't lie to you, I just want to know what you really think."
"If you don't lie to me, I won't lie to you either."
Zheng Rendao, "The previous situation was something I didn't expect. For example, you started to cough up phlegm and developed watery sputum. I can't even guarantee what will happen to you tomorrow, nor can I guarantee that this situation will still be possible. How long do you continue?"
"I didn't ask for your guarantee. There's still something wrong with your idea." Xiao Shitou suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zheng Ren seriously.
Although he was very weak and tried his best to perform this simple action, his seriousness and determination were clearly expressed.
"You think too much, brother."