Sun Lien ran very quickly. His black sneakers rubbed against the anti-slip floor of the hospital, making the harsh sound that often appeared in the basketball court. The white coat was pulled to both sides by his full sprint speed. His hair that he had never paid attention to for some days was rising and falling with Sun Lien's running movements. He was running, like a sharp knife from the winger who was leading the ball on both sides of the court and stabbed straight into the opponent's goal at high speed. He wanted to grab the time and stop other colleagues before they made big mistakes.

Yang Jianqiang's immunosuppression plan must be modified immediately back to the previous one, and may also require a larger dose of glucocorticoid impact. Sun Lien felt a little painful in his chest, and the patient's condition was likely to be more serious than everyone expected. His heart, liver, lungs, and a large number of Toxoplasma gondii have been parasitic. If he cannot suppress the gradually resuscitation of the immune system with tougher medication, Yang Jianqiang will have great trouble next.

Toxoplasma gondii should have been parasitized in Yang Jianqiang's body for a long time. And as time goes by, this infection gradually develops systemically. When the infection gradually invades the central nervous system where Yang Jianqiang controls body temperature, he begins to have a continuous low fever, accompanied by visual impairment and fatigue. But at least at this stage, Toxoplasma gondii and the human body are still in a relative balance. The parasite does not want to kill its host, and Yang Jianqiang's suppressed immune system cannot detect this invasion at all.

Until he was taken to the Fourth Central Hospital.

The doctors at the Fourth Central Hospital used more conventional diagnostic auxiliary methods. Because they were worried that Yang Jianqiang might be infected with a certain bacteria or virus, in order to better assist in antibody labeling, the doctors adjusted Yang Jianqiang's immune plan. The new immune plan's suppression ability is weaker than before. According to the doctors' ideas, such adjustments should allow Yang Jianqiang's immune system to mark pathogens without killing his fragile bone marrow.

But the problem is that there are too many Toxoplasma infection areas in Yang Jianqiang's body. In general case reports, patients with acquired immunodeficiency syndrome have to be complicated with Toxoplasma gondii, but there are only one or two lesions in the skull. The eight edema areas in Yang Jianqiang's simultaneous appearance of eight edema areas may mean that there are at least eight infected areas in his brain. The existence of human cerebral blood barrier makes it difficult for ordinary parasites to overcome. Multiple infections in the brain are basically equivalent to the source of infection in the organs throughout the body.

Considering the pathogenic characteristics of Toxoplasma gondii, as well as the choice and preference for cells during parasitization of Toxoplasma gondii, Yang Jianqiang's heart and liver has the greatest probability of Toxoplasma gondii in his heart and liver. The possibility of spleen and intestines is slightly weak. But this also means that if his immune system continues to recover, doctors in the emergency department will face a series of complex diseases such as myocarditis, acute liver injury, etc. at the same time.

This will die!

Sun Lien is not only running, but also competing with Yang Jianqiang's immune system. He must hold down Yang Jianqiang's immune system before the tragedy of "I Kill Myself"!

Liu Pingchuan's office door was closed, and Sun Lien twisted the door handle twice and found that the door was locked.

The person should be in the emergency room! He immediately made this judgment, and then continued to rush to the rescue room with wind under his feet. While sprinting with all his might, Sun Lien also took out his cell phone and called Xiao Guo who was on duty in the rescue room.

"Hey..." Before Guo Yulai finished speaking the word "hey", Sun Lien shouted at him with a slightest expression, "Immediately give the male patient with fever and coma in bed 12 to give hydroprednisone a fever!"

"Bed 12, Yang Jianqiang, right?" Xiao Guo knew something was wrong when he heard this voice. Out of trust in Sun Lien, he immediately began to check the information. "What dose should be given?"

"500 ml of 5 sugar, 20 mg intravenous drip!" Sun Lien ran out of breath, but the key compatibility order was particularly clear. "Also, please ask Lao Pa to the rescue room immediately!"

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When Sun Lien ran to the rescue room, a group of people were already surrounded by bed No. 12. Xiao Guo's figure was extremely conspicuous in the crowd. Sun Lien saw a half of the body suddenly appearing in the middle of the heads of many people at a glance.

Speaking of which, Xiao Guo’s biggest disadvantage is that he is a bit stupid. He is also a serious social networking software enthusiast. In addition to taking photos and posting to Moments, in most cases, he acts like an ordinary nurse - careful, patient, and very well executed the doctor’s instructions. In order to execute the instructions, sometimes he even makes rational use of his physical advantages, such as a pilot who is poisoned by organophosphate with one hand. But this physical advantage can sometimes become his work disadvantage.

Under the observation of a group of medical staff, Xiao Guo carefully picked up the needle with his own hands, and then took several deep breaths to stabilize his emotions. Only then did he slowly pierce the needle of the infusion device into the back of the patient's left hand.

"Not bad!" Several senior nurses were afraid to get out of their breath and looked at the blood recovery in the infusion tube, and then they relaxed together. The large injection needle used by adults seemed particularly small in Xiao Guo's hands. Li Kui's embroidery was just like this. Although it was not the first time that Xiao Guo operated alone, other nurses were always a little worried about this strong man. Now they saw that Xiao Guo was successfully injected intravenously, they seemed happier than the main owner.

"Brother Sun!" With Xiao Guo's height, it was difficult to be blocked by the crowd. He turned his head and saw Sun Lien panting, and then waved happily at Sun Lien. The wave was a bit big, and looking at the height, it seemed that he almost swung the chandelier above his head.

"Be gentle, be gentle." Sun Lien walked to the edge of the bed in two steps. Looking at Yang Jianqiang who was sleeping with his eyes closed, he breathed a little relieved, turned around and asked, "Has the medicine been taken?"

Xiao Guo nodded, "As you told me, 500 ml of 500% glucose, plus 20 mg of hydroprednisone."

"That's good..." Sun Lien breathed a sigh of relief. He asked instead, "Where is Teacher Zhou?"

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Zhou Jun was sitting in his office, looking down at the documents printed in front of him. From this point of view, Zhou Jun was obviously influenced by Comrade Lao Zheng. Unlike other younger generations of doctors who like to read documents with mobile devices, Zhou Jun prefers to print out the documents he needs and put them on the desk to ponder them. When encountering important parts, he would use a pen filled with red ink to mark it. If he wears a pair of reading glasses and is used to lowering his head and looking at people through the gaps above his glasses, then Zhou Jun is really no different from other old directors.

"Teacher Zhou." Sun Lien pushed open the door of his office. He looked at Zhou Jun with a serious face and said, "As for Yang Jianqiang, I think it may be necessary to do radiotherapy for his heart."
Chapter completed!