Chapter 380 Long-term bed rest

Ji Xiang moved closer to look at the image on the reader.

The patient's bilateral lung texture became thicker, and it was more obvious on the left side. If it was said to be infiltrative pneumonia, it could barely be explained, but Ji Xiang felt that it was different from typical infiltrative pneumonia.

What Director Lu Ganglu said makes sense. Suddenly a lesion appears in one lung, which means there is a problem, but the specific problem cannot be seen from the film alone.

"Teacher Lu, did the patient have any aspiration?" Ji Xiang asked.

"I occasionally choke, and it probably has nothing to do with aspiration." Lu Gang said without looking back.

"Teacher Lu, why?"

"Pneumonia caused by aspiration is not like this. The inflammation will be much more serious." Lu Gang said angrily.

He was like a student who couldn't solve a puzzle. He didn't like anything he saw, and he wasn't happy with anything he saw. His speaking tone was arrogant and full of impatience.

Director Liu was worried that Ji Xiang would be unhappy because of Lu Gang's tone. After all, he had just received the Provincial Science and Technology Award and published a paper in The Lancet. It was a time of great success.

But seeing Ji Xiang's expression focused on watching the movie, he didn't say anything.

Ji Xiang didn't understand either, so he held his breath and entered the system space.

After introducing the patient's situation to the system NPC, the system NPC said, "Patients who have been bedridden for a long time will indeed have many problems."

His words were leisurely, and he looked at Ji Xiang as if he was asking for Ji Xiang's opinion.

"Feel the same?" Ji Xiang was startled.

"Do you want to give it a try?" the system NPC asked, "The empathy you feel this time may be a little special."

Ji Xiang frowned and looked deeply at the system NPC.

The wrinkles on the system NPC's face seem to be filled with stories.

"Let me tell you something." The system NPC said slowly, "Ten years ago, I suffered from a serious illness, aortic dissection."

"!!!"

"I was already in my 80s and almost 90s at that time. We all in the medical field know that elephant trunk surgery has a narrow chance of death. Even if you are in your prime and have elephant trunk surgery, not many people can survive."

"After decades of life, I have seen it all, and I don't want to suffer. I called all the students, looked at them one by one, and told them about my funeral. The main thing was to tell them that I refused treatment and don't waste resources on me.

On the body of the dying old man."

"What happened next?" Ji Xiang was curious.

"I pressed the micro-pump of insulin and milk by myself, and originally thought I would leave without any disaster or pain. But when I woke up, Zhou Congwen was standing in front of me."

"..." Ji Xiang frowned, is Professor Zhou so stubborn? He doesn't even listen to what the old man says.

This is no longer a medical matter, but involves medical ethics.

"He just refuses to listen to me." The system NPC sighed, "It's very painful for this person to not be able to leave when he wants to."

"You are fine after all." Ji Xiang still prefers Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou who "saved" him from fire and water many times.

"Well, I'm lucky. The 3D printing equipment I just developed made me a corresponding stent. The interventional surgery was done without opening the chest and I didn't suffer." The system NPC smiled slightly and did not argue with Ji Xiang.

"Would you like to give it a try?" the system NPC asked.

Ji Xiang thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."

"Medicine is profound and profound, and medical ethics is even more so. There are many speculative things. I have never experienced them myself, so I can't understand them."

The system NPC was chattering while taking Ji Xiang to the surgery room next door.

The light and shadow flickered, and Ji Xiang subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

"!!!" Ji Xiang was shocked.

But after a flash, I realized that what I was feeling this time was a dying old man.

With peace of mind, Ji Xiang silently felt his "own" body functions.

There were no urinary tract stones or the heart-wrenching feeling of a broken clavicle, but Ji Xiang felt like there was an invisible mountain pressing on "himself", weighing more than a thousand pounds, and he had to do his best with every breath.

The energy to run a half marathon effortlessly disappeared without a trace, leaving only a shell. Breathing with all my strength seemed to be the only evidence that I was alive.

"He" had underlying diseases, and just like the patients Lu Gang consulted, Ji Xiang lay peacefully.

It seems that I am used to being busy, and it feels good to suddenly be free.

The feeling of being bedridden for a long time was not too uncomfortable for the time being. Ji Xiang began to recall the operation process, simulating it again and again in his mind.

The family took good care of her and hired a reliable nanny. There was no abuse by the nanny when the family was away.

Eating is the most painful thing every day. Swallowing consumes a lot of energy. In addition to eating, there are also medicines, sex, subcutaneous injections of insulin, etc.

Just being alive means he has exhausted all his strength. Only at this moment did Ji Xiang know what kind of state he was describing.

As the days passed, one time the nanny asked for leave and my daughter gave herself medicine. Her intention to take care of "herself" was genuine, but she was not good at it and was not skilled at it, which resulted in a cough.

Ji Xiang felt the cough carefully, and he understood that in addition to the private goods carried by the system NPC, he also had to sense the cause of the patient's pneumonia.

The coughing didn't seem to have much negative side effects, but I just had more phlegm after that.

More than half a month later, due to coughing, wheezing, and excessive phlegm, I started to choke again.

As time went on, Ji Xiang could clearly feel that he was getting weaker and weaker, and even coughing and expectoration became laborious.

The energy that was originally low was gradually withdrawn from the body by invisible hands, and Ji Xiang felt that "he" was getting more and more tired.

This kind of fatigue is different from pain. After lying down for a long time, the bones all over the body are sore, as if there are countless ants gnawing at me. The soreness is beyond words.

But Ji Xiang did not forget the purpose of empathizing with others this time. He always paid attention to what caused the pneumonia.

But over time, the condition became more and more serious, and Ji Xiang could not find the reason.

As the infection worsened and her body temperature rose, her daughter went through the admission procedures for "herself".

When he arrived at the hospital, Ji Xiang no longer felt like he had been saved like when he fractured his clavicle, and his mood was a little complicated.

For the current "me", living is a physically and mentally exhausting matter.

Occasionally, Ji Xiang would think about the system NPC's choice when he suffered from aortic dissection. He didn't take it seriously at the time, but now Ji Xiang gradually understands the system NPC's choice.

Now "I" haven't had the elephant trunk surgery, and I am already so uncomfortable without aortic replacement.

But!

This has just begun.

After a thorough examination on the first day of admission, the doctor found that "I" had a lot of sputum, so he asked the nurse to suction "him".

As the suction tube was inserted, Ji Xiang seemed to be in hell.
Chapter completed!