Almost immediately after Li Jingsheng finished speaking, the ventilator began to alarm.
The nurse’s face showed panic as she hurried to check.
"Doctor Luo, Doctor Luo, bed 7 ventilator alarm, come and take a look quickly."
A man in his late thirties quickly walked over, checked, and made some adjustments to the ventilator parameters, resolving the alarm.
"The patient’s condition has markedly improved, and if this improvement continues, there is hope to remove the ventilator soon."
Dr. Luo said with a hint of joy.
When doctors see the patient’s condition improve, they all have roughly the same expression.
Just two words, happy.
"Earlier...what you said turned out to be true." The nurse looked at Li Jingsheng with disbelief.
"I never lie."
If Li Jingsheng lacked even this judgment, wouldn’t he be wasting his time?
"Can you stop kicking me out now?"
"As long as your actions do not harm the patient, I naturally won’t kick you out." The nurse’s attitude towards him changed slightly, her tone no longer so cold, and her eyes lacked the disdain.
"Thank you!"
Li Jingsheng stayed by the bedside, wanting to observe Doctor Xu’s condition more closely, to identify the illness.
That Dr. Luo overheard Li Jingsheng predicting Doctor Xu’s improvement and gave him a more respectful look.
"Which hospital are you doctors from?"
"The Second Hospital!"
"Oh, I’ve heard of your hospital, famous for its bone setting technique. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll go now, try not to say anything that might upset the patient."
After hearing he was from the Second Hospital, Dr. Luo’s enthusiasm diminished significantly.
He greeted and then went straight to his work.
Li Jingsheng stayed by the bedside, observing Doctor Xu’s condition.
During breathing, Doctor Xu seemed to exert considerable effort.
The chest showed distinct collapse.
Could it be an issue with alveolar tension?
This is truly hard to say.
It might also be chronic respiratory failure.
But respiratory failure typically doesn’t involve vomiting blood or coughing blood.
After observing for a while, he could not identify the teacher’s illness. In the end, he tried seeking advice from the nurse.
Doctor Xu also needed more rest.
Learning that Li Jingsheng got first place was enough to comfort him.
Wei Xianxian encountered trouble in the competition, didn’t even place, which made Doctor Xu feel exceedingly relieved, venting years of pent-up frustration.
But no matter how good the news, it can’t directly cure his illness.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic