High-Risk Survival Log

Two hours later, Zhao Qingyang also came to the hospital.

He went to see Zhao's father, and then asked the doctor. The current doctor is still his colleague at the time.

Zhao Qingyang himself knew Father Zhao's physical condition very well, so he asked the doctor just for peace of mind. When he heard that a heart transplant was necessary, his heart trembled.

When Zhao's mother saw him, it was like seeing the backbone.Zhao Qingyang was weighed down by her sad but expectant eyes, comforted her a few words, then handed over her mother to Su Zhuoyu to take care of, and went to find Zhou Sui.

Zhou Sui said to him, "I will definitely find it."

Zhao Qingyang hugged him silently, drawing strength from him.

The Zhao family's money and power are now being used to find donors, and the efficiency is also very high.But there is no such thing as a donor.

Su Zhuoyu stayed in the hospital to take care of Zhao's father and mother. Zhao Qingyang still had a lot of things to deal with. Zhao's father was seriously ill, which had a great impact on the company. Only he stepped forward to calm him down.Zhou Sui saw him calling back and forth, and some people came to the hospital the next day, crowded in the special ward, to visit Zhao Dehui, also to inquire about news.

The Zhao family continued to expand the search area, and as time passed, the hope became smaller and smaller.

There may not be many people who are willing to donate their bodies after death, but heart donation has special requirements, so a country with so many people can only perform a maximum of [-] heart transplants a year, and among them, Zhao Dehui's rare blood type must be satisfied. It is even more difficult.

Zhao's mother stays with Zhao's father every day, eating and sleeping with him. If no suitable donor is found, this will be the last time they will be together.

The board of directors put pressure on Zhao Qingyang. If Zhao Dehui really died, it would inevitably cause turmoil to the company. No matter what, Zhao Qingyang must hold on to the situation.

Zhao Qingyang was in a state of desperation, and in just one week, his whole body became thinner, and he even seemed to have a deep and terrifying feeling.It was rare for Zhao Dehui to be sober that day. He said a few words to Zhao's mother, and then asked Zhao Qingyang to be called over.

When Zhao Qingyang went to see him, Zhao Dehui was weak and could barely speak a few words.He took Zhao Qingyang's hand, looked at him carefully, and said, "These days...you have worked hard."

"I'm fine." Zhao Qingyang looked at his father, who used to be so tough and domineering, but now lying on the hospital bed, unable to speak, he forced a smile: "You listen to the doctor and get better soon..."

Zhao Dehui shook his head, stretched out his hand to Zhao's mother, and said with difficulty: "The will..."

Mother Zhao's tears flowed down.

Zhao Dehui's lips trembled. Because of his excitement, the instrument next to the hospital bed rang sharply.

Several doctors rushed in and quickly injected Zhao Dehui with medicine. His condition has reached a critical point. If this continues, there may not be much time left.

Zhao Qingyang was desperate and anxious. He even resented his father for not taking good care of himself. He had to work hard even though his heart was already uncomfortable. If the problem could be discovered earlier, it would not have deteriorated so badly.

The pressure from the company, Zhao Qingyang's father's condition made Zhao Qingyang's springs tense, and he still had to comfort his mother. Only with Zhou Sui could he relax a bit.

A few days later, under Zhao's father's strong request, Zhao's mother still took out the will he had made long ago.

Zhao Qingyang looked at the heavy snow-white documents, except for Zhao Qingyang's company, Su Zhuoyu's shares and funds, and Zhao's mother's real estate, he donated 30.00% of his income.

Zhao Dehui started from scratch and developed in the wind, and soon became the head of the industry. He said in his will that he could develop because of national policies, so after his death, he also wanted to make some contributions to the country.

Zhao Qingyang felt sore when he saw it. At this moment, his cell phone rang.

People from the Red Cross told him that there was a heart donor with a suitable blood type.

Just in this city.

……

Zhou Sui went into the locker room and changed into a scrub suit, hat and mask, walked through the buffer zone, and entered the operating room.

Zhao Dehui was under deep anesthesia, because of his special status, this time Director Li personally came to serve as his second assistant, and the third assistant was also a highly qualified doctor.

This scene is so similar to the operation before time travel.

He took a deep breath.

"let's start."

A scalpel was used to incise the outer skin, and the endotracheal intubation was completed.

Establish extracorporeal circulation.

Open up the sternum.

Remove the heart.

Zhou Sui glanced at the donor heart.

The dark red heart was soaked in the protective solution, and the insulated refrigerator outside the protective solution gave off a cold air. The heart had just been delivered, because it was taken from the donor in this city less than three hours ago.

Zhou Sui couldn't think of another Rh-negative blood type donor who had just died of brain in this city and was willing to donate his body and organs.

He looked at the heart and thought of Lin Pusheng's face in a trance.

There can be no surprises in this operation.

In his hands is not only Zhao Dehui's life, but also Lin Pusheng's life.

Zhou Sui immediately started sewing.

There are a total of five "interfaces" for heart suture. Zhou Sui opened the blood flow after the left atrial anastomosis and aortic anastomosis were sewn.While he continued to sew up the pulmonary artery, the heart had been injected with fresh blood.

Lin Pusheng's heart started beating again.

……

Zhao Dehui was pushed out of the operating room. As soon as the door opened, Zhao's mother and others surrounded him and asked how the situation was.

Zhao Dehui is a special client, and Director Li personally came to answer their questions. Although the operation was dangerous this time, the operation was very successful. The next step is to see whether the rejection is serious or not, but the matching is suitable and the condition of the donor heart is very good. Well, the operation was done beautifully, which can greatly improve the prognosis.

Mother Zhao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her whole body went limp, and was supported by Su Zhuoyu.

Zhao Qingyang looked up at Zhou Sui.

Zhou Sui walked at the back, and with Director Li coming forward, no one surrounded him.With his cell phone in his hand, he answered a call.

I don't know what was said there, Zhou Sui shook his body, and after hanging up the phone, his face was tired, his eyebrows drooped, and his eyes looked into the distance.

Zhao Qingyang walked over quickly and asked, "How are you?"

Zhou Sui smiled. After all the operations were completed, everyone would ask how the patient was doing. This was the first time someone asked him how the doctor was doing.

"I'm fine." Zhou Sui put away his phone and smiled.

Zhao Dehui still needs to be observed in the ICU for a period of time. During this period, Zhou Sui received a letter.

The envelope is very simple, and the letter paper inside is also very ordinary white letter paper. The black handwriting is elegant and elegant, but also has a tough character. The temperament of the letter writer stands out on the paper.

"A letter is like a face:

Doctor Zhou, when you read this letter, I must have already left.

If you can feel sorry for me, I am sure I will be very happy.In my whole life, I thought I was smart, but I first recognized my wrong parents and then my benefactor. I even had very few friends. In the end, my brother who was not related by blood and a student who had sponsored me were the ones who took care of me in the hospital bed.Sometimes I also think, how can I live so confusedly in this life, go round and round, and finally leave with nothing.

During the period of treatment in the hospital, I once learned about organ donation, only to know that [-]/[-] of the patients in the country died of despair and helplessness while waiting for the donor.I have seen them cry with my own eyes. One cornea can save eight blind patients. At that time, I was even glad that I had brain cancer. My body was very good, and my heart, liver, kidney and lungs were all healthy.Whenever I think about whether my internal organs can still survive in other people's bodies after I die, does it mean that I am still alive.In other words, when I die, but at least five or six lives can be continued, I feel a kind of happiness that I have never had before.

When I was alive, I never saved so many lives. Even if I live my whole life, I am afraid I will not be able to do this.

The hospital is a world of despair and hope, why not turn my despair into the hope of others.

In addition to the organs, I also hope that the body can be donated to the university to be a general teacher. In case a doctor like you is cultivated among them, the only concern is that I have been lying in bed this year, lack of exercise, and my figure is not good. During the dissection, I hope you don't laugh at me..."

Zhou Sui rubbed his nose, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes became hot.

Medical students respect the general teacher very much.

They know very well that every general teacher is hard-earned, and they are willing to contribute their remains to the development of medicine. They are selfless and noble, and they are worthy of admiration.

The letter was very long, and there was a paragraph at the end.

"In these years, I haven't had any real friends. It's too late to meet you. It's a pity that we have been friends for too short a time. Even so, I still need your help. Li Wenjiang alone, if there is What's the matter, I hope you can look at my face and help him... He has done his best to me, but I have nothing to leave him, and I have failed his sincerity.

If there is a next life, I hope I can live in an ordinary family, with ordinary parents who love me, and have normal brothers and sisters. The things you told me always feel weird, but I can’t help it Think, I also have a chance to do it all over again. "

After reading Lin Pusheng's letter, Zhou Sui soon received another call from Li Wenjiang.

Invite him to attend Lin Posheng's funeral.

Zhou Sui took Zhao Qingyang there, and before he went, he asked him, "Do you want to know who the provider of the heart is?"

The information of both organ donors and recipients needs to be kept confidential. This is an internationally accepted "double-blind principle". There are many reasons for this, and it is a very reasonable process.

According to the procedure, Zhou Sui should not know, but there are too few organ donors, so he can easily guess the truth.

It was impossible for him to tell Zhao Dehui about this matter. The recipient must never know the source of the donor, but after thinking about it, he felt that Zhao Qingyang should at least know.

When Zhou Sui said this, Zhao Qingyang guessed it.

When they came to the venue, there were more people than expected.

Li Wenjiang was dressed in black, with a ring on his ring finger, receiving guests.

There was a couple whose child received a cornea donation, tried their best to find out about Lin Pusheng, and came here specially.

An employee of Lin Pusheng's former company complained that when he was in trouble, his boss helped him, but he hadn't had time to repay him.

The village party secretary of Lijia Village, he has always known about Lin Pusheng's donation to Lijia Village.

Of course there are White Whale, Zhou Sui, Zhao Qingyang and the others...

Zhao Qingyang offered incense to Lin Pusheng and said in his heart, "Thank you."

Zhou Sui said to Li Wenjiang, "My condolences."

Apart from this sentence, he didn't know what else to say.

Li Wenjiang looked calm, although sad, but still calm.

"The library has been built." Li Wenjiang said to him: "You see, there are more people in this world who care about him than he imagined. I always hoped that he would know about it."

"I should have told him." Li Wenjiang looked at Zhou Sui.

He has always envied Zhao Qingyang and Zhou Sui.

I envy them that they can hold hands openly, walk in the sun, and walk on the street.

It would be great if he could appear in front of Lin Pusheng sooner.

……

Zhao Dehui's recovery is very good. As soon as he woke up, Zhao's mother scolded him, saying that he didn't take good care of his body these years, and Zhou Sui performed this operation. Otherwise, his old life might not be saved at all. .

He is still alive, so the will is naturally not counted, but Zhao Qingyang discussed with him, and Zhao Dehui will use all 30.00% of the donation after his death to establish schools in poverty-stricken areas. Each school has a big library attached.

When Zhou Sui came home, he saw Zhao Qingyang filling out the documents.

That's the registration page for organ donation.

Seeing him coming back, Zhao Qingyang held him in his arms and said, "I didn't expect that there are so many options for donating the body. I have already registered. Anyway, if I have an accident in the future, I will donate intact organs and tissues. Donate your body when you die of old age. What do you think?"

Zhou Sui said, "Very good, register for me too."

Zhao Qingyang helped him open the webpage with a smile, and said: "It would be best if we can die of old age naturally. At that time, our bodies will be sent to the same university and put in the same classroom. Life and death, we are all together. It’s no more romantic than turning into two handfuls of gray.”

Zhou Sui smiled.

This may be another kind of life and death.

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It's over! !Thanks for the support! !

Next, I will write about Lin Pusheng's story.

He is indeed a rebirth article, marriage first and then love, which means that he and Li Wenjiang married first and then fell in love!

I will write an advance receipt one month later, and interested readers can bookmark it first!kisses!

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