Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

Mo Boyuan got out of the tent and walked a short distance to smoke.

In fact, Mo Boyuan doesn't smoke very much, only a few times.

While smoking a cigarette, while looking at the phone, sure enough, there was no reply.

He sighed, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

early morning.

Jiang Tingxu was still asleep, and the phone under his pillow vibrated rapidly.

"Hello~"

"Doctor Jiang, Bai Shiyou's condition has deteriorated and he needs an operation immediately. Director Gong asked us to go to the hospital quickly."

Worsening?

Jiang heard Xu Ceng fully wake up:

"how come?"

Obviously Bai Shiyou's condition looked good when he went to the hospital yesterday?

And greeted myself with a smile.

Why suddenly...

"Doctor Jiang, hurry up, I'll wait for you downstairs and call a taxi by the way."

At this moment, Jiang heard Xu didn't dare to slow down. He got off the bed and went straight to the bathroom. He let go of the cold water and washed his face. He brushed his teeth quickly. Before he could comb his hair, he hurried out with his bag and went downstairs.

As soon as Jiang Tingxu left the hotel lobby, Guan Xiaodong got in a taxi:

"Doctor Jiang, come on, here."

After Jiang Tingxu got in the car, the car started quickly.

It took about three minutes to arrive.

After the two got out of the car, they almost ran all the way to the operating room.

"Director Gong."

"Hurry up and wash your hands and change clothes." Director Gong explained to the family after finishing.

"The patient's condition is very bad, because the donor will not be taken out tomorrow, and the scheduled operation time is the day after tomorrow.

But now, no one thought that the condition would suddenly worsen. Bai Shiyou's heart failed long ago. Without a donor, the success rate of this rescue operation was only about 10% possible.

If you agree to rescue, sign it. "

The family members are dumbfounded:

"Only ten percent?"

Director Gong's face is also very heavy:

"Yes."

Ten percent is only official data. Based on Director Gong's experience over the years, the data has to be reduced by half.

The situation is really bad. Even if you are rescued, if you are lucky, you can delay the expected time for the heart transplantation the day after tomorrow, but if you are not lucky, you may not be able to get off the operating table.

Now, it is actually blocking.

"Doctor, please save my dad, save him!"

Director Gong stopped the person: "Don't worry, we will do our best to save the person, sign first, the patient's condition can't wait."

"Okay, I sign, I sign, please, save him."

After the family members signed it, the nurse took away the operation consent form, and Director Gong entered the operating room again.

Now there are several specialists in the operating room. Director Gong is in charge of the operation, and the others are all around as assistants. Jiang Tingxu and Guan Xiaodong stood aside and waited after they changed into surgical gowns.

"Time."

"8:05 minutes."

Bai Shiyou was still quite sober at this time, stretched out his hand several times, trying to hold Director Gong.

Director Gong naturally found out, and instead held Bai Shiyou's hand:

"what happened?"

Bai Shiyou kept opening his mouth to say something, but he couldn't make a sound while wearing the oxygen mask. Director Gong got closer and closer, and finally understood what Bai Shiyou was saying.

"Gong... Director, I... don't do... don't do surgery, just let me... let me go like this."

Bai Shiyou knew very well that his body had reached its limit.

If there is a donor, there may be some hope.

But now, I really don't hold any hope.

Sometimes, patients are better than family members and doctors know their physical condition.

I really can't hold it anymore!