Reborn Wife Strikes Back in the 80s

"Oops, the blood pressure has dropped!" An Zehan exclaimed.

The dog suddenly twitched all over his body, and he died in no time at all.

Failed!

Guo Xiang and Song Tingshen were both silent.

After a long time, Song Ting said deeply, "It's normal, it would be strange if it succeeds once."

"Clean up and do an autopsy to see what caused the death!" Song Tingshen said.

"Should I come with Guo Xiang?" An Zehan asked.

"Okay, check it out!" Song Ting nodded deeply.

Guo Xiang and An Zehan began to dissect the dog corpse.

I checked various organs, and it was still the liver, acute failure, and the operation was not successful at all.

"Is the perfusion not done well?"

"Or did the liver fail when the liver was taken out after taking too much anesthesia?"

"Why don't you wait for death to get the liver next time?"

"It's also possible that something went wrong in the operation..."

Everyone was thinking about various reasons, so they reviewed the operation again, thought of the various possibilities, recorded them one by one, and tried to avoid the ones that could be avoided next time.

In the next two or three days, they conducted an experiment, but they were unsuccessful.

Sometimes dogs die during surgery.

Sometimes they die shortly after surgery.

There were two that didn't get past after a day or two.

But every time Song Tingshen asked them to dissect the corpse to find out the reason. Summarize lessons learned.

After a month, the dogs all bought another batch.

An Zehan was a little discouraged.

"How long has it been? The professors have been performing operations like this for several years. If you don't have the patience, I think you should stop doing it." Song Tingshen was very serious.

"No, it's not that I'm impatient, but I didn't succeed once. It's really frustrating. It would be a little motivational if one could only live a few more days, but this..." An Zehan said with a bitter face, "What is it? Where is wrong?"

"Maybe auxiliary medicines won't work? After all, they are animals, not people." Guo Xiang said.

But there is no way to do this, and there is no need to directly use people to do experiments.

"Re-adjust the dose of the medicine." Song Tingshen said, although it has been adjusted according to weight, after all, the body and organs of animals are not the same as humans, and it takes many experiments to find the best ratio.

At this time, Director Wang of the People's Hospital suddenly asked someone to come to look for him, saying that it was the patient with advanced liver cancer, and the family members requested a liver transplant.

"How do they know about liver transplantation?" An Zehan wondered.

"President Wang and I mentioned that we are doing this research. Did he tell the patient's family?" Song Tingshen said.

"Then there is no liver donation?" Guo Xiang asked.

"Let's go back to the hospital to see."

Guo Xiang drove a few people back to the hospital to find President Wang.

"President Wang, what's going on?" Song Tingshen asked.

"It's all the patient's family who have been begging us, and there is really no way I can do it. I said that you are doing liver transplantation, but I also said that you have not succeeded. They said that even if it is unsuccessful, they want to try it. Anyway, They are all about to die, maybe there is still hope if you try?" said Dean Wang.

"But there is no liver donor?" Song Tingshen said.

"It was such a coincidence that a prisoner happened to be brought here in the morning. While working on the Laogai farm, he was accidentally hit on the head by a stone. After the rescue was invalid, he died of brain death."

"The prison guard also said that he has no relatives and is an orphan. Even if the body is taken back, no one will claim it. If he can, his body will be donated..."

"That person's blood type just matched the patient's, so I thought about trying it?" said Dean Wang.

"However, none of our experiments have been successful." Song Ting shook his head deeply.

"That's what I told the patient's family, but they were willing to try, and they said that even if they died, they wouldn't blame us..."

"What if they go back and say that our medical treatment was inappropriate?" An Zehan approached, otherwise this would be a rare opportunity.

"Yeah..." This is also where Song Ting was hesitant. It's not that he has never met such a patient's family before. It's good to say, but once they fail, they will make trouble.

"Let them sign an agreement with the hospital and let us try it voluntarily, they can't be held accountable if something goes wrong," Guo Xiang said, "In order to express gratitude, the money for this operation will not be charged to them, and they can be reduced or exempted. Some……"

"I think it's okay." Dean Wang nodded, this is a good opportunity, but it is usually not encountered.

"Let's talk to the patient's family." Song Tingshen said.

"Okay!" Dean Wang nodded and asked someone to call the patient's family.

"This is Dr. Song, who is doing liver transplantation research." President Wang introduced Song Tingshen to the patient's family. "He is a professor at our Taiqing Medical University and an expert in hepatobiliary surgery."

"Hello, Dr. Song!" The patient's family shook hands with Song Tingshen, and the supervisor should be the patient's son.

"We all know about my father's illness, and he has taken so much medicine. I know that the hospital has done what we should do, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we are not willing to give up." The patient's son said.

"However, there may be no hope at all, and it may not even be able to get off the operating table." Song Tingshen said, "I could have lived a few more days, but if the operation is carried out, I may not survive tomorrow."

"There's really no hope at all?" asked the patient's son.

Song Ting shook his head deeply, "I haven't succeeded yet, even the failure rate of the previous professors was 90%, and the 10% didn't survive for many days. I don't want to lie to you..."

The patient's son pondered for a moment, "If this is the case, we also recognize it, my father, he is now... living in too much pain..."

There was a sad look on his face, "We didn't care enough about him before, but I didn't expect..."

His eyes turned red as he spoke, "What a proud person he used to be, but now he's skinny, his hair has fallen out, he is incontinent, and he has no dignity in his life..."

"If he really wants to live like this, he may not want to!" said the patient's son.

"But your father said before that it's better to live one more day." Song Tingshen said.

The patient's son smiled bitterly, "That's because he hasn't understood the seriousness of the disease, and now it's something he didn't expect. He told me yesterday that it would be better to die if he knew it earlier..."

After speaking, he turned his head to one side, tears in his eyes.

Everyone was silent, not knowing what to say.

"If so, let's sign an agreement." Guo Xiang stood up, "You are voluntary, if there is an accident, you will not hold us accountable, and of course we will do our best."

"There are many people who are prejudiced against our doctors, thinking that doctors know how to make money. In fact, we don't even have a few dollars for an operation. What kind of money can we make? If we say that whoever wants the patient to suffer the most, except the family members, it is our doctor."

"We are also both parents and children, and we don't want to see tragedy happen. What is the benefit to us when a patient has an accident? And to put it in a nasty way, if we succeed, we will become famous, we will have fame and fortune, and we will become famous doctors. , who wouldn't? Who would be willing to be scolded for doing something bad on purpose?"

"So, you don't have to worry about this, we will do our best, but now the medical technology is indeed limited, and we are not sure, so we still have to make it clear." Guo Xiang said.

"I understand, I'll sign with you!" The patient's son nodded.

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