Is this the situation? Wei Shangquan's brows were all pulled, and he suddenly turned his head and watched Cao Zhao standing opposite the bed.

This incredible clinical teacher is becoming increasingly inconceivable, and I don’t know what he wants to do.

Cao Zhao seemed to have no idea of ​​his ejaculation. His dark eyes were full of calm smells, scanning the child's electrocardiogram data on the instrument.

He had such a serious expression that almost no one at the scene had seen, and a person's heart sank.

There is probably not much time left for this child. Dr. Cheng Yuchen thought to himself, and he had an indescribable heavy expression on his face. In order to save the child, he has not taken off his coat and has not changed into a white coat. He is covered in sweat. He can only wipe it casually.

The nurse's sister injected the child with furosemide and other injections, and she was almost overwhelmed. Seeing this, Xie Wanying rushed over to help take the medicine.

Seeing her appearance, Duan Sanbao rushed over to help.

Dai Nanhui picked up the pen and turned into Duan Sanbao's usual posture. He wrote in his notebook, and sometimes looked at Cao Zhao's figure, thinking about one day he would be as powerful as this man.

Is he powerful? If he is powerful, he wouldn't be frowning at the child like this now. Cao Zhao thought to himself.

The students don’t understand, because the teacher is holding on to the image when necessary. You should know that if the attending doctor shows a depressed state, it is equivalent to directly claiming that the child is about to die.

After fifteen minutes of emergency rescue measures, the child's difficulty breathing was slightly relieved, his face was still blue and white, and his fingernails were cyanotic.

When all the doctors saw this situation, they knew that this child had no magic medicine to save, and in fact, all the medicines they could use were used.

It was time to make up his mind. Cao Zhao suddenly fell over and walked out of the rescue room in a white coat.

Dai Nanhui immediately put away his notes and ran with his idol.

"Yingying." Grasping the child's hand, he dared not let go, so Wei Shangquan had to entrust Xie to go out and help him aim.

Xie Wanying nodded and went out.

Several people walked outdoors.

Zhu Xing's mother sat on a long bench outside, holding a water cup given by the nurse in her hand, and couldn't drink a sip of water. Her heartbeat was beating with her son at this moment. If her son died, her heartbeat would probably stop.

People outside didn't know that she was a single mother. The child's father suddenly passed away a few years ago, leaving her alone to take care of the child. Unexpectedly, her son fell seriously ill afterwards. After taking care of the child for a few years, she almost completely dragged down her spirit and body.

Many times, she even thought, why did she die with her son in her arms? The child was tired when he saw the doctor and didn't want to go back to the hospital. This is why she asked him to follow him. Cao Zhao could see the bad mental state of his family, so he severely criticized and educated him last time, asking parents to take their children back to the hospital for a regular examination no matter what. Because maybe, one day, the doctor, as he, would hear that the mother and son had some accident first.

Hearing the footsteps stopped in front of him, Zhu Xing's mother slowly raised her head, looked at the face of the attending doctor in front of her, her mouth trembled, and she couldn't say a word, but she didn't know what to ask.

What should be said must be said. Even if the child is about to die next moment, he must be said. This is the obligation and responsibility of the doctor to inform him.

Cao Zhao tried to communicate with the patient's family in a gentle and soothing tone: "Do you still remember what I had talked with you privately last time?"

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