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Chapter 312 Discovering Zhuang Wanzhen’s strange condition

It's a pity that Zhuang Wanzhen now has an acute heart disease. She is fixed on the hospital bed in a semi-conscious state, with only a glimmer of consciousness and unable to move.

She could feel Jiang Chuxiang's body approaching her, his slender fingers holding up her chin, her head being forced up, and a slender needle piercing her skin.

There was a very unique and refreshing aura about Jiang Chuxiang, and Zhuang Wanzhen could tell it was her.

The needle was embedded in her skin and pulsing. There was an uncomfortable feeling, as if some factors in her body were activated by the needle and ran to this place.

I heard someone ask: "Dean Chu, are you going to put aside the past grievances and treat Zhuang Wanzhen?"

Jiang Chuxiang: "How is it possible? I'm not the Holy Mother."

Zhuang Wanzhen complained in her heart. How could Jiang Chuxiang be so kind? He must have killed her.

As soon as Zhuang Wanzhen became anxious, the ECG monitor and ventilator nearby sounded alarms.

But Jiang Chuxiang still stood next to her for a long time, and then someone from the cardiothoracic surgery department came.

"We are here to pick up the patient." This is a nurse from the cardiothoracic surgery department. Zhuang Wanzhen has lived in the cardiothoracic surgery ward for a while, so she can recognize their voices.

Hong Beidou said: "The management of your ward is too poor. How can you let the patient escape? What if you can't save him?"

The nurse complained: "Dean Hong, we tell her every day not to run around, but we can't tie her up with chains, and we can't watch her every minute 24 hours a day.

You have no idea how high-maintenance this patient is.

For example, it’s just a simple blood draw. Every time the specified time comes, I either have to go to the toilet and squat in the toilet for an hour, or I feel chest tightness or shortness of breath.She said it was our nurse who broke her blood while drawing blood.

One time, our colleague found uneaten anti-rejection medicine in the toilet. After asking her about it, she fainted and said that her colleague spoke too loudly and scared her.

Another time, we saw her taking some random Chinese medicine, and we were afraid that her taking random medicine would damage her body, so we told her not to take it.Then she complained to the medical department, saying that the doctor gave her poor treatment, which forced her to go outside and find an experienced Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe medicine.

All in all, she had all kinds of excuses to cause trouble.

On the surface, he seems to be a well-behaved and clever person, but the things he does are inconsistent with his personality.

We wanted to stop her from going out, but she could have fallen at the door and beat her up and said that we had scared her out. "

This nurse seemed to have had a grudge for a long time. Hong Beidou said one thing, and she was waiting for a hundred complaints.

Naturally, Zhuang Wanzhen looked cute and sweet in front of Wu Shaohan, but she was still an ordinary person after all, and she had many emotions in her body that could not be unleashed by Wu Shaohan. All of them could only be unleashed on the medical staff of the cardiothoracic surgery department.

However, Zhuang Wanzhen didn't expect that she fainted and still had some consciousness, so she could hear all the nurse's complaints behind her back.

"Bang bang bang" and "duangduangduang" various instruments issued alarms with different sounds.

Jiang Chuxiang lowered his eyes and looked at Zhuang Wanzhen's trembling eyebrows. He felt that she was about to wake up, so he ordered the doctor: "Simply give her diazepam and let her sleep for a while. Her heart is overloaded."

"Okay." The nurse agreed.

Zhuang Wanzhen was horrified, why did Jiang Chuxiang have so much power? She said she would give her peace of mind, and the people around her would give her peace of mind.

Before she could figure out what was going on, a cool feeling came from the place where the intravenous needle was placed on her hand, and then she fell into a drowsy sleep.Under the shadowless lamp, Jiang Chuxiang was still watching the beating of the golden needle she had inserted. Originally, she saw Zhuang Wanzhen's face and felt it was a bit strange, so she used the golden needle to test it. Unexpectedly--it could basically be verified.

Not long after, Yang Changhe, the director of cardiothoracic surgery, also came and saw the needle in Jiang Chuxiang's hand.

"Golden needle crossing the acupoint? Do you want to use the golden needle to cross the acupoint to save her?"

He was also confused like Hong Beidou.

They all know that Jiang Chuxiang has this ability, but they also all know the conflict between Jiang Chuxiang and Zhuang Wanzhen.

"Why?" Jiang Chuxiang said, "Hasn't she already changed her mind? Why do I still waste my internal energy on giving her golden needles to cross her acupoints?"

Transplant surgery has become very mature in this era, as has anti-rejection technology. As long as the transplant is successful and the acute rejection period is over, the post-transplant patient can live as long as a healthy person.

Therefore, why should Jiang Chuxiang waste her internal energy.

Since the last time she discovered that Zhuang Wanzhen knew that she was just a shield, her internal energy exploded, and her health was also very bad. Using such a large amount of golden needles to cross the acupoints could easily cause her internal energy to explode again. This kind of pain was very uncomfortable. She didn't want to try.

Even if Wu Shaohan gave [-]% of his net worth, she would not be willing.

Yang Changhe pointed to the gold needle, "Then this one?"

"Oh, by the way," Jiang Chuxiang said, "How about you bring Zhuang Wanzhen's medical records and show them to me."

Jiang Chuxiang suspected that Zhuang Wanzhen had used Guwu's medicine to interfere with anti-rejection drugs.

As soon as Yang Changhe heard that Jiang Chuxiang wanted to see Zhuang Wanzhen's medical records, he immediately ran back to the cardiothoracic surgery ward to get it himself.

They were in the lounge of the operating room. Yang Changhe spread out the medical records and put them on the table. He let Jiang Chuxiang read them while introducing them.

"This patient's condition is really weird. She has had her heart transplanted twice, the last time two years ago, and she has been taking anti-rejection drugs since then. Generally speaking, a few days after the heart transplant, Within a month, acute rejection is likely to occur. After this time, basically, the donor and the recipient will enter a relatively peaceful stage."

"But it's been more than two years since the transplant, and every time she has an attack, it's like acute rejection."

"According to common sense, in her current situation, the main thing to prevent is chronic rejection. The fundamental mechanism of chronic rejection is coronary artery hyperplasia and blockage. However, based on the existing examination results, it is clear that this has not happened. .”

"Also, if an anti-rejection drug has no effect on this patient, then the drug should be useless. But for Zhuang Wanzhen's patient, during the course of taking the drug, the monitored laboratory data will show that it has no effect today. It will be effective tomorrow, the state of ups and downs.”

Yang Changhe is a famous doctor in cardiothoracic surgery and has very professional knowledge in cardiothoracic surgery. However, regarding the condition of Zhuang Wanzhen, various data have exceeded Yang Changhe's understanding of existing medicine. Therefore, he is also very distressed and his hair is a mess. Dropped by the handful.

Yang Changhe opened the back of the medical record and showed Jiang Chuxiang the undulating lines on the monitoring data icons. "Look, I'm really going crazy."

Jiang Chuxiang: "The nurse in your department just said that there was a situation where she did not take medicine on time."

Yang Changhe took off his glasses and twisted the bridge of his nose, "Indeed, I asked Zhuang Wanzhen how many times she forgot to take her medicine." He pointed to the curve, "Look, there is no medicine here, but The monitoring data is actually good.”

"Moreover, later we also asked the nurse to follow up on her taking the medicine. In case she forgot, every time the medicine was dispensed, the nurse watched her put the medicine into her mouth."

(End of this chapter)