Love Between A Cook And A Doctor novel Chapter 41

However, after hesitating for so long, he couldn't come...

She sighed and felt heavy in her heart...

At this moment, Jacob had no time to think about anything else.

He was transferred to the emergency operating room.

"It's too troublesome." Mike, the hospital director, was so anxious that sweat trickled down his forehead. "Jacob, I know you have been in charge of such a surgery in China, so we come together to make a diagnosis and give a plan quickly. I'm afraid there's a big problem with this patient! "

Without hesitation, Jacob leaned over. The patient on the operating table looked at least 60 years old. He was lying quietly, even breathing smoothly.

There were all kinds of devices connected to his body, and the curve fluctuation of the ECG monitor was not big. It seemed that as long as someone spoke a little loudly, the curve would be frightened to be straight.

"What's going on?"

"The patient is an old man living alone. He was about to vomit at home, so he called an ambulance. Unexpectedly, in the ambulance, his heart stopped beating because of myocardial infarction. It had stopped jumping for almost an hour, but he was still alive. The S Hospital didn't dare to lay a finger on him, so it transferred him here. But why did the media know about it? Now I... "

Mike almost had a heart attack.

The hot potato was thrown to them. Normally, when a normal person's heart had stopped beating for such a long time, 4 minutes later, his brain would be lack of oxygen, and ten minutes later, it would declare that he was brain dead.

After stopping for an hour, he was still alive, but he was an old man living alone with the special zone's comprehensive aid. Even the Chief Executive called him to pay attention to this patient.

He was a hospital director, not a god!

After checking the pupil spread of the patient and recording all his physical indexes, Jacob said with hesitation, "I did meet such an example in China, but the patient's heart suddenly stopped for only ten minutes. Besides, I think it's almost a miracle to completely eliminate the sequela. "

He stared at Mike and said, "I want to have a try. Low temperature therapy. Can I take the risk?"

Mike frowned.

At that time, Jacob was a member of the plan of introducing outstanding talents in H City.

There was only one reason for him to be selected.

In the second year of his medical career, he successfully saved a patient whose heart had stopped beating for 20 minutes and discharged from the hospital without any sequela.

This was almost unimaginable with the domestic medical level.

Therefore, when he applied for the talent plan, Mike selected him at the first sight.

It was possible for such a young man to become a medical expert in the future.

"Low temperature therapy? What do you mean?"

"He has been in a coma for a long time. I'm afraid it's because of the lack of oxygen in his brain. The traditional treatment must be used. However, the key to make him sober is to ensure sufficient blood supply to his brain. What I mean is to lower his body temperature, reduce other metabolism, and then raise his body temperature step by step to make sure that a series of treatment will be carried out under the condition of sufficient blood supply in his brain. There may be hope of waking up. "

He added, "Anyway, the worst result is just as same as the result of traditional treatment."

Mike gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, just have a try."

"Cooperate with all your strength!"

The patient was sent to the low temperature operating room.

When the door was closed, the light was on.

The surgery had begun.

"I'll leave this patient to you, Jacob." Mike stared at him and said, "Don't make any mistake. He must be saved, he must wake up! "

Wearing a mask, Jacob nodded slightly.

Mike's heart was hanging in the air.

He left the operating room and sighed.

The sharp sword of the media was hanging over his head.

If they succeeded, the hospital might be able to reach a new level.

If they failed, they would be laughed at by their peers.

Sweat began to form on his forehead.

The patient had been staying in the low temperature ward all the time.

His condition was getting better and better, and the workload of Jacob's outpatient department was reduced by half.

He had to constantly decide the temperature according to the patient's situation.

However, every day, the patient had no signs of waking up.

"All right, when he wakes up, the media will forget about it. Well, it's a waste of time, so you don't have to be so stressed." Simon said bluntly.

Although Jacob's poker face always looked stiff, the Chief executive called him every few days to ask about the situation. If it were him, he would be so stressed that he couldn't fall asleep at night.

"As soon as you speak, the room temperature goes up. Wait for me outside."

Simon raised his nose.

He was just trying to comfort him. How could he think that he was in his way? Could they have a good time?

However, many patients had no choice but to see him these days since Jacob was busy.

While he was thinking complacently, Jacob pushed him and said, "That's a 60 year old man. Don't treat him as a 16 year old girl."

Looking at his receding figure, Simon rubbed his nose and thought for a long time before he realized that this fellow was making fun of him.

"Hey!" He meant that he wouldn't even let go of a 60 year old man. 'Bastard, you must have the awareness of death!'

He followed Jacob all the way into the consulting room and hit the door heavily.