In the middle of the night, Fu Zhenzhen wanted to speak, but the tube in her mouth made her only moan.

Lan Lijuan was sitting in front of the artificial liver machine, studying the instructions, while Chen Qi and Zhu Huoyan were carefully debriding the machine.

The gunpowder powder is embedded deep in the muscle, and it is impossible to dig out the muscle with one knife, so it must be cleaned out slowly with a camera to lay the foundation for the next step of skin grafting.

This is a slow and meticulous job that requires a lot of patience from the doctor, otherwise the wound will not heal if a few grains of gunpowder are left behind.

While Chen Qi was debriding, he was still introducing the principles of artificial liver and artificial kidney machines to Zhu Huoyan.

So the ward is actually very quiet, except for the beep-tick-tick-tick-tick-tock-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tock-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tap-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick alarm that makes it so.

At this moment, the three people heard a whining sound at the same time. As doctors, they are professionally sensitive. The three of them all realized that the young patient Fu Zhenzhen was completely awake now.

Originally, she was awake, but she was in a daze, changing from a coma to a lethargic state. At this time, the patient's thinking was still very slow and she responded to calls, but she could not obey the instructions you gave her.

Now the patient takes the initiative to make a whining sound, which is very common among patients in intensive care.

It is often a patient who has regained consciousness. He is not used to having tubes inserted all over his body and is afraid of death. If you take away the ventilator cannula from his mouth, you can understand it as a cry.

At the same time, the ECG monitor also issued continuous warning sounds, indicating that the patient's heartbeat and blood pressure continued to rise.

Lan Lijuan got closer to the bedside, immediately dropped the instruction manual in her hand, and said in the gentlest words:

"Hello Fu Zhenzhen, I am a doctor, don't be afraid, we are treating you now, so you are safe, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Zhu Huoyan and Chen Qi looked at each other and knew that the most difficult time had come for the young patient Fu Zhenzhen.

Three relatives in the family, one was killed in a bombing and two were shot. A seemingly happy family was shattered in an instant. This was a very cruel thing to a 15-year-old girl.

It was so cruel that it would make her feel worse than death, and it would be better to remain in a coma and know nothing.

Lan Lijuan's comfort did not calm Fu Zhenzhen, but made her even more irritated. Obviously, what did she want to express?

At this time, Zhu Huoyan took off his gloves and came to the bedside. He said to the young patient gently:

"Fu Zhenzhen, I am your attending doctor. Don't worry. Your oxygenation status is not very good and your blood flow is unstable, so the ventilator cannot be removed yet. Is there anyone you want to see?"

Fu Zhenzhen stared at Director Zhu with tearful eyes, and then nodded slightly.

Zhu Huoyan ordered: "Chen Qi, you continue to debridement and bandage. Lijuan, go get a pen and paper and let her write down what she wants to say."

There was pen and paper in the ward. Lan Lijuan carefully put the pen into Fu Zhenzhen's hand, and then fixed the notebook for her:

"Here, write down what you want to say."

Fu Zhenzhen's limbs were in a state of muscle weakness at this time, and she could not raise her hands at all. Lan Lijuan had to let her hands lie flat on the edge of the bed, and then asked her to write blindly.

The pen tip moved slowly and crookedly, while Zhu Huoyan and Lan Lijuan stared at the notebook closely.

The first word that appeared was "Dad". Although it was written in a very irregular manner, it was still legible. Zhu Huoyan and Lan Lijuan felt a thump in their hearts at the same time, knowing that they were in trouble.

Sure enough, the second word is still "Dad", and the complete four words are "Where is Dad?"

The three doctors in the ward, you look at me, I look at you.

Chen Qi held a sterile plate in one hand and a camera in the other. His eyes said: "Tell the child the truth?"

Zhu Huoyan shook his head gently, while Lan Lijuan glared at her husband, meaning: "You idiot, can you tell the truth now?"

Chen Qi shrugged and twitched his eyebrows, meaning: "What should we do now?"

Fu Zhenzhen is not stupid. She actually has a hunch that something is definitely going on at home, especially her father who may be more dangerous than her.

But when people are desperate, they subconsciously think in the best direction. She just wants to get an answer and let the doctor tell her, "Your father is fine."

But now the three doctors in the ward can neither say that your father is dead, nor can they say that your father is fine.

Because if your doctor says that your father is fine and gives her hope, the disappointment will be greater in the future, and the stimulation to the little girl will be very strong, which will easily lead to mental problems.

Right before her eyes, if she said her father was fine, Fu Zhenzhen would definitely add: "Can my father come and see me?"

Wouldn’t the lies of those three doctors be exposed immediately?

This won't work, and that won't work either. The three doctors were anxious.

Fu Zhenzhen, who had not received a response for a long time, became emotional again and asked how she knew. Just look at the heart rate and blood pressure on the ECG monitor. The heart rate reached more than 130 times.

What should I do? You still have to call in a professional doctor at the critical moment.

Zhu Huoyan ran to the office in person and called Lao Guo for help overnight. Lao Guo then called Dean Xu of the Seventh Hospital. Dean Xu thought it was too late to call the staff in the middle of the night, so the little old man personally called 2 o'clock in the morning.

I ran to Yuezhong Hospital.

Lao Guo also came to the hospital.

After President Xu arrived at the hospital, Zhu Huoyan and Chen Qi quickly made a preliminary introduction to what happened at Fu Zhenzhen's home and the patient's current physiological condition.

Dean Xu actually knew about the Yangshan Incident. Nonsense, the overwhelming reports made the newspapers want a TV series. Nowadays, every literate person in China knows about this incident.

Faced with the sudden death of a loved one and the betrayal of a loved one, what if the little girl should accept it?

We also need to ensure the little girl's subsequent mental health and continue to receive clinical treatment.

Normal doctors can't do this kind of work, but psychiatrists can do it. They specialize in "playing with people's hearts," so professional matters must be left to professionals.

After Dean Xu finished disinfecting, he was about to enter the ward. Lao Guo called him gently:

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Old Xu, is it okay?"

Dean Xu took a deep breath: "It's difficult, but she must pass this level. Don't worry, I will come here every day to provide her with psychological counseling."

Lao Guo's eyes were full of worry, and he sighed softly: "You have committed evil~~~"

Outside the ward, Guo Yuanhang, Zhu Huoyan, Chen Qi, Lan Lijuan, Yang Xiuxiu, and Chen Li looked into the ward with bated breaths through the glass, fearing that something might happen to the patient and they would rush in for rescue.

In the ward, Dean Xu was sitting on the bedside, whispering something to Fu Zhenzhen.

About half an hour later, probably because Dean Xu had already prepared the patient mentally, everyone suddenly saw Fu Zhenzhen shaking violently, and the beeping warning sound of the ECG monitor tightened the sound outside the ward.

Everyone's heart.

Just as Chen Qi was about to rush into the ward, he was grabbed by Lao Guo.

In the ward, Dean Xu's palms were facing outward and gently waving, signaling to people outside the ward not to enter.

I saw Dean Xu waiting for a while, after the peak of the little patient's crying had passed, he gently stroked her hair again, and then whispered something else.

I waited for another hour.

An hour later, President Xu came out. People outside the ward quickly surrounded him. Comrade Lao Guo was particularly nervous:

"Old Xu, how is the little girl? Will she seek death and survive in the future?"

Dean Xu breathed a sigh of relief:

"I told her the truth. Don't worry. This is a reality that she must accept. But after my comfort, her mood has gradually stabilized. The next step is for her to slowly figure it out on her own, so I

I get psychological counseling every day.

And I found that this little girl is stronger than we believed. Do you know what the last words she said to me before she fell asleep? She said that she would live well for her father and would not let him go to waste.

sacrifice."

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into tears.

Comrade Lao Guo wiped the tears from his eyes, and Lao Huai said comfortingly:

"Okay, okay, it's good that she has this consciousness. It seems that she can be saved."

Chen Qi glanced at Comrade Lao Guo strangely, feeling that he was a little extra emotional. The old man was usually quite ruthless, and his slaps would make a crackling sound.

In the following days, Dean Xu from the Seventh Hospital came for psychological counseling every day, and Chen Qi also insisted on removing toxins from Fu Zhenzhen's blood every day.

Finally, a week later, the arsenic in the little girl's body was basically gone, her liver and kidney functions were slowly recovering, even the ventilator was removed, and her spontaneous breathing was fully restored.

Chen Qi followed Dean Xu's suggestion and asked the twins Chen Yixin and Chen Yiyi to go to the hospital to play with Fu Zhenzhen every evening after school.

Although Fu Zhenzhen is already 15 years old, she is a big child after all.

With the company of her children and the guidance of a professional psychiatrist, she quickly got out of the shadow of her family turning into a gang and showed a smile again.

Of course, it's also possible that she is too young and doesn't know what the death of her family will mean to her life, and she doesn't know how difficult the road ahead will be.

After the doctors at Yangshan Hospital learned that Fu Zhenzhen was awake, they quickly arrived with a busload of visiting groups.

From the director of Yangshan Hospital to all the directors of the Department of Internal Medicine and Pediatrics, there are also many nurses who have cared for young patients.

They were really surprised at how the Yuezhong Hospital was able to completely remove the toxins from Fu Zhenzhen's body and restore her consciousness within a week.

As professional doctors, they knew how incredible this process was, so they were even more surprised.

On the contrary, Director Zhou Siqi, who had watched the rescue at Yuezhong Hospital for several days, was much calmer.

Because the Yuezhong Hospital has all the advanced equipment that Yangshan Hospital does not have; and the Yuezhong Hospital also has medicines that Yangshan Hospital could never dream of getting.

With such conditions, arsenic toxin removal is simply a piece of cake for the Vietnam Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

In order to expand the influence of the Vietnam Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and to let people across the country share the joy of Fu Zhenzhen's clear recovery, Chen Qi also specially invited more than a dozen reporters to go outside the ward to see with their own eyes the recovery of the young patient.

Of course, in order to reduce cross-infection, they are not allowed inside the ward, but they are allowed to take a few photos outside the ward through the glass.

Because Chen Qi had obtained Fu Zhenzhen's consent in advance, Fu Zhenzhen knew that everyone cared about her and cooperated with the interview.

So when the reporters picked up their cameras to take pictures, Fu Zhenzhen raised her head slightly, smiled and waved to the reporters.
To be continued...