Being given up is inevitable.

Otherwise, 1.5 million is nothing. Sooner or later, the bottomless pit of subsequent treatment costs will be exhausted, and then this family, which is not rich, will be brought down.

After the morning shift ended, everyone was sighing.

At this time, the doctors discovered that Xu Qiu was walking towards the inpatient department.

"To the patient's ward just now!"

"Does Dr. Xu want to judge the condition himself?"

"Let's go and have a look!"

A few minutes later, Wang Ping straightened his clothes and walked out of the conference room slowly: "Today is teaching rounds, you all should learn to remember..."

He stopped mid-sentence. He looked at the empty corridor and began to doubt his life.

Otherwise, the future teaching rounds will be given to Xu Qiu?

…

On the other side, Xu Qiu came to the ward with a group of doctors.

However, due to the severe wounds of the patient and the patient's father's strong request to give up antibiotics and other anti-infective drugs, everyone except Xu Qiu was waiting in the corridor.

A giraffe wearing only a white coat whispers to each other.

Although the patient has been given up, Xu Qiu's attitude is still quite serious.

He carefully put on sterile clothing, gloves, masks, goggles, etc. to give the patient the ultimate protection.

Although this is just a comfort to my heart.

"How does it feel?"

Arriving at the bedside, Xu Qiu was about to ask about his condition when suddenly, the patient began to gasp violently.

"roar!"

"roar!"

"roar!"

His voice seemed to burst out directly from his heart, with a tearing sound in his trachea.

Every breath was exhausted with all the strength of the body, as if to suck all the cerebrospinal fluid into the trachea, and exhaling was even more shocking. The upper half of the face was trembling with blood and flesh, and blood was constantly seeping from under the bandage.

There is minced meat squeezed out.

Before Xu Qiu could react, he suddenly stopped in the next moment.

The noisy ward returned to deathly silence, and the patient's violently rising and falling chest solidified in an instant, as if an iron plate was motionless.

"Cardiac arrest."

Xu Qiu judged the patient's condition immediately.

"Bang bang bang!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately started chest compressions.

A cycle…

Two loops…

The patient was never rescued.

At this time, Wang Fan, Zhou Hua and other strong male doctors also changed their clothes and came in, took Xu Qiu's place and started cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

"Keep the frequency and change people immediately when you get tired." Xu Qiu panted.

Standard chest compression rescue is heavy physical activity.

Generally, adults will be close to exhaustion after completing five cycles.

If one person presses for more than ten minutes, the pressure will definitely not be enough, the depth will not be up to standard, the rescue effect will be compromised, and the arm will basically be sore for several days.

Therefore, there are often three or four doctors taking turns during compression. Only in this way can effective compression be sustained for a long enough time.

Clinically, the guideline recommends a compression rescue time of ten minutes. If it exceeds ten minutes, the chance of the heart restarting is very slim.

In fact, doctors often perform longer procedures. Many doctors will persist for half an hour, and some may even perform continuous compressions for one or two hours, just for a small miracle.

In the ward, Xu Qiu and several others took turns and completed the rescue work for half an hour.

However, it still has no effect.

"Substitute."

Xu Qiu raised his sore and weak hand, and Wang Fan immediately touched it again, maintaining the previous frequency and rhythm.

"Do you want to continue?" Zhou Hua glanced outside the ward, looking for his family members.

Doesn’t the patient’s father want his son to die?

"continue."

After Xu Qiu finished speaking, he came outside the ward.

At this time, most of the doctors had returned to their posts. Only Yang Yuen and Shi Lian, the few who had followed Xu Qiu, were still waiting.

Not far away, the farmer was clasping his hands, pressing his forehead tightly against the white wall, and murmuring with his chapped lips.

"Family."

Xu Qiu shouted.

The farmer raised his head alertly and saw that it was Xu Qiu. He staggered two steps and moved in front of him: "Doctor, how is he?"

"It's not optimistic. I haven't been able to save him after half an hour of compression. It's basically out of the question."

Xu Qiu's chest compression technique is very strong and is on the same level as the perfect manual hemostasis method.

However, no matter how strong medical skills are, they are only based on the hope of treating patients.

"No chance?"

The farmer repeated the sentence. He was in a daze for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and said reluctantly: "No, keep rescuing, doctor, keep rescuing!"

Xu Qiu calmly stared at the family members in front of her.

After a moment, he nodded and turned back to rescue.

Yang Yuen and Shi Lian had complicated expressions.

He refused to do any of the necessary treatment measures and refused them all forcefully.

In the middle of the night, Liu Susu couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to give him some painkillers for free and clean up the subsequent necrotic tissue, but her family members also drove her away.

But now...

The family members listened to the patient's howling all night. The latter finally felt no pain. When he wanted to be relieved, he refused the doctor's suggestion to give up rescue...

Do this for what?

Do you really just want peace of mind?

…

Bang bang bang!

Xu Qiu went into battle again, triggering the perfect chest compression technique.

Each time of compression, the position is precisely fixed on the middle and lower part of the sternum, and the depth of each compression is a standard five centimeters.

Huhuhu——

As the pressure was applied, a rotten smell filled the patient's mouth or the injured area.

Xu Qiu couldn't tell whether it was an ulcerated wound or a rotten internal organ.

Different from the stench of gas gangrene.

This smell is actually not very unpleasant, but it is a gradually dying breath exhaled from a strong and forceful chest.

Xu Qiu's hands and feet also became cold.

Perhaps last night, after wailing countless times and listening to the footsteps pacing back and forth close at hand outside the ward, he had already anticipated his ending.

Already knew that he had been abandoned by his father.

No one knows whether he missed his long-dead mother at that moment.

If his mother were here, would he still be given up?

No one knows the answer to this either.

Bang bang bang——

Xu Qiu's arms gradually became numb, but the effect of the compressions was still maintained at a very high level.

Every time his palm fell, he could feel the strong rebound of the young man's chest. This was not the physical fitness of a dying person.

Click.

Ribs were broken one by one.

Effective compression will inevitably be accompanied by rib fractures.

finally,

After pressing for a full hour, the farmer couldn't hold it anymore. His eyes were red, and he rushed into the ward regardless of whether it was contaminated or not, and said: "Doctor, can you save me? Can you save my son?"

"Substitute."

Xu Qiu lost all her strength and asked Zhou Hua to continue.

It took him several minutes to regain his composure and looked at the old man in front of him, sweating profusely.

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Chapter completed!