After the patient is transferred to the picu, the various data records required by the picu are much stricter and more detailed than those in the ward, so the number of medical records naturally increases.
"Zhu Xing, what do you think?" Wei Shangquan stood at the head of the bed. When he saw the child's eyelids blinking, he came closer and asked the child.
Zhu Xing¡¯s eyelids were swollen and it was a bit difficult to open them.
"You are giving him intravenous furosemide twice a day now?" Cao Zhao asked the picu doctor.
"Yes." Yu Minghui nodded, thinking that this plan was close to the limit of conventional medication, and adding furosemide would be equivalent to injecting a dying person. The more diuretics you use, the better. Diuretics have side effects that cannot be ignored.
Cao Zhao refuted her without hesitation: "It's edema. You must increase the dose. It means that the dose you used before is not in line with expectations. It is too small and not enough. You are afraid of potassium deficiency, so you need to supplement potassium. At the same time, he must be inserted The gastric tube means he can¡¯t eat well and needs nutritional support.¡±
The surgeon¡¯s style is fierce. Think of a person who operates on patients all day long, performs thoracotomy and laparotomy, and has long been numb to the patient's physical senses. There will be no relative tenderness in the heart of a physician.
How hard it is for the patient to insert a gastric tube. But she doesn't care that she's just a child, she just fucks her when she wants.
This man, don¡¯t look at Xiaoxiao. From this man, Yu Minghui can easily associate it with the Buddha in her hospital. She hated that Buddha deeply. Because of Tao Zhijie's strict defense of their inner six subjects, the inner six subjects eventually disbanded. It fully shows that the smiling man is vicious in his heart, so he drove her away hard that night.
After making his suggestion, Cao Zhao raised his head and wondered why the other party did not express his opinion.
Yu Minghui came to his senses and responded: "Okay, I will arrange for a nurse to insert a gastric tube into him later."
On the one hand, she felt that this man was cold-hearted, but on the other hand, she had to admit that the child's condition required further nutritional support.
¡°If gastric tube insertion can provide intestinal nutrition, don¡¯t rush to intravenous nutrition yet,¡± Cao Zhao explained. Doctors should keep more ammunition in their arsenal to prevent worse situations from arising.
In order to make the child better, he needed a heart transplant. Yu Minghui asked about the child's schedule: "Dr. Cao, according to your guess, how long will this child need to wait?" In fact, what she was asking was that she had just come to Shouer. I don¡¯t know the reception status of donor organs in Seoer, and how long the waiting time is usually. How high can a child like Zhu Xing rank?
¡°His condition must be the first on the waiting list in our hospital,¡± Cao Zhao said.
Yu Minghui lowered her eyebrows at his affirmative tone, as if she didn't comment, because she saw another person coming in front of her.
Another team of doctors entered the picu. The leading man looked like an upright elite. Classmate Pan and classmate Wei recognized the other party as Mr. Mu and immediately wanted to find a place to hide. Who told them to talk about him last time.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yongxian led his group of doctors directly towards their direction and opened the curtain of the next bed.
What a coincidence, the competitor¡¯s patient lives next door to their group¡¯s patient, and he is also a child waiting for a heart transplant. She is a six and a half year old girl, slightly younger than Zhu Xing.
Wei Shangquan secretly took a look at the situation next door. Knowing himself and his enemy, he would be victorious in any battle.
The kid next door is connected to the machine and looks very tall. Wei Shangquan's eyeballs were firmly sucked and he stared at the neighbor next door.