Doctor: It's reasonable to perform surgery on yourself.

Being abandoned is inevitable.

Otherwise, 1.5 million is nothing. Sooner or later, it will be exhausted by the subsequent bottomless treatment costs, and then it will drag down this not-so-rich family.

After the morning handover, everyone sighed.

At this time, the doctors found Xu Qiu walking towards the inpatient department.

"Is it to the ward of the patient just now!"

"Doctor Xu is going to personally judge the condition?"

"Let's go and see!"

A few minutes later, Wang Ping straightened his clothes and walked out of the conference room slowly: "Today is the teaching rounds, you all study and remember well..."

He stopped talking halfway, looking at the empty corridor, and began to doubt his life.

Otherwise, will the future teaching rounds be given to Xu Qiu?

...

On the other side, Xu Qiu came to the ward with a group of doctors.

However, due to the large wound of the patient, and the patient's father's strong request to give up antibiotics and other anti-infective drugs, except Xu Qiu, the rest of the people were waiting in the corridor.

Giraffes in white coats whispered to each other.

Although the patient had been abandoned, Xu Qiu's attitude was still quite serious.

He carefully put on sterile clothes, gloves, masks, goggles, etc. to give the patient the final protection to the maximum extent.

Although this was just psychological comfort.

"How do you feel?"

When Xu Qiu came to the bedside, he was about to ask about the condition, but suddenly, the patient gasped violently.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

His voice seemed to be sprayed directly from the heart, with the tearing sound of the trachea.

Every breath, he used up all his strength, as if he wanted to suck all the cerebrospinal fluid into the trachea, and the exhalation was even more shocking. The bloody upper half of his face was trembling, and blood was constantly oozing out from the bandage, and minced meat was squeezed out.

Before Xu Qiu could react, he suddenly stopped in the next moment.

The noisy ward returned to silence, and the patient's violently heaving chest solidified in an instant, like a piece of iron plate motionless.

"Cardiac arrest."

Xu Qiu immediately judged the patient's current state.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately began chest compressions.

One cycle...

Two cycles...

The patient was never rescued.

At this time, strong male doctors such as Wang Fan and Zhou Hua also changed their clothes and came in, taking over Xu Qiu's position and starting cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

"Keep the frequency, and change people immediately when you get tired." Xu Qiu panted.

Standard chest compression rescue is a heavy physical job.

Generally, adults are close to physical exhaustion after completing five cycles.

If a person presses for more than ten minutes, the pressure will definitely not be enough and the depth will not meet the standard. Not only will the rescue effect be discounted, but the arm will basically be sore for several days.

Therefore, there are often three or four doctors rotating during compressions. Only in this way can they support effective compressions for a long enough time.

Clinically, the guidelines recommend a compression rescue time of ten minutes. If it exceeds ten minutes, the chance of heart resuscitation is very slim.

In fact, doctors often perform the operation for longer. Many doctors will persist for half an hour, and some can even press continuously for one or two hours, just for a tiny miracle.

In the ward, Xu Qiu and several others took turns and completed the rescue for half an hour.

But, there was still no effect.

"Change people."

Xu Qiu raised his sore and weak hands, and Wang Fan immediately took over, maintaining the previous frequency and rhythm.

"Do you want to continue?" Zhou Hua looked outside the ward, looking for the family members.

Didn't the patient's father want his son to die?

"Continue."

After Xu Qiu finished speaking, he came to the outside of the ward.

At this time, the doctors basically returned to their posts, and only Yang Yuen and Shi Lian, a few who followed Xu Qiu, were still waiting.

Not far away, the farmer was clasping his hands together, his forehead pressed tightly against the white wall, and his cracked lips muttered.

"Family members."

Xu Qiu shouted.

The farmer raised his head alertly. Seeing that it was Xu Qiu, he staggered two steps and moved to the front: "Doctor, how is he?"

"Not optimistic. He hasn't been saved after half an hour of pressing. Basically, there is no hope."

Xu Qiu's chest compression technique is very strong, at the same level as the perfect level of manual hemostasis.

However, no matter how strong the medical skills are, they are based on the hope of saving the patient.

"No hope?"

The farmer repeated a sentence. He was in a daze for a long time, and suddenly raised his head and said unwillingly: "No, continue to rescue, doctor, continue to rescue!"

Xu Qiu stared at the family members in front of him calmly.

After a moment, he nodded and turned back to rescue.

Yang Yuen and Shi Lian had complicated expressions.

He refused to do any of the treatment measures that should be done, and refused them all.

In the middle of the night, Liu Susu couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to give him some painkillers for free, and clean up the subsequent necrotic tissue by the way, but the family members drove her away.

But now...

The family listened to the patient's screams all night, and when the patient finally stopped feeling pain and wanted to be relieved, they refused the doctor's suggestion to give up rescue...

Why do they do this?

Is it really just to seek peace of mind?

...

Bang bang bang!

Xu Qiu went into battle again, and the perfect chest compression technique was triggered.

Each time he pressed, the position was precisely fixed at the middle and lower part of the sternum, and the depth of each press was the standard five centimeters.

Whoosh whoosh——

With the pressing, a rotten smell permeated the patient's mouth or the wound.

Xu Qiu couldn't tell whether it was the wound festering or the internal organs decaying.

It was different from the stench of gas gangrene.

The degree of this smell was not very bad, but it was the breath of gradually dying exhaled from a strong and powerful chest.

Xu Qiu's hands and feet also became cold.

Perhaps last night, after countless wailings and listening to the footsteps pacing back and forth outside the ward, he had anticipated his own end.

He already knew that he was abandoned by his father.

No one knew whether he missed his long-dead mother at that moment.

If his mother was there, would he still be abandoned?

No one knew the answer to this question either.

Bang bang bang——

Xu Qiu's arms gradually became numb, but the effect of pressing was still maintained at an extremely high level.

Every time his palm fell, he could feel the strong rebound of the young man's chest. This was not the physical fitness that a dying person should have.

Crack.

Ribs were broken one by one.

Effective compression must be accompanied by rib fractures.

Finally,

After pressing for a whole hour, the farmer could not hold back any longer. With red eyes, he rushed into the ward without caring about pollution or not, and said: "Doctor, can you save him? Can you save my son?"

"Change people."

Xu Qiu was exhausted and asked Zhou Hua to continue.

It took him several minutes to calm down and look at the old man in front of him with sweat on his forehead.

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