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Text Chapter 182 Xiaokui is seriously ill

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    Update time: 2012-10-14

    Yang Shuo turned sideways calmly and made a gesture of invitation to Uncle Mei and the others, but his eyes wanted to carve out Yang Zongbao's flesh.

    Soon, Avril and her daughter were sent to the provincial hospital.

    "Thank you." Avril said to Yang Zongbao while stroking Yang Kui's forehead.

    "You're welcome." Yang Zongbao shrugged.

    ¡°Cough cough¡­cough cough cough¡­¡±

    As soon as she relaxed, Avril coughed violently.

    Yang Zongbao handed her a napkin.

    Finally, after half a quarter of an hour, Avril took away the napkin, and it was as red as blood.

    Yang Zongbao frowned: "How long has it been?"

    "Huh?" Avril didn't understand and didn't understand.

    "I said how long have you been coughing up blood?" Yang Zongbao simply asked the question clearly.

    "You're wrong, this is just bleeding from my teeth." Avril crumpled the bloody napkin into a ball and held it in her hand: "Really."

    "I can clearly distinguish between bleeding gums and coughing up blood. Have you forgotten what I studied for?" Yang Zongbao sighed: "I will arrange for you to have a comprehensive examination."

    "No, no, Yang, you don't understand. I can't check." Avril looked miserable: "My position does not allow me to get sick."

    "Concealing the disease and avoiding medical treatment? This won't work. I'll have someone take you for a checkup later. The checkup report must be obtained before the day after tomorrow." Yang Zongbao did not have any discussion.

    ¡°No, I won¡¯t do it.¡± Avril was also extremely determined.

    "Why? Because of Yang Shuo?" Yang Zongbao finally discovered something was wrong with Avril Lavigne.

    Avril didn¡¯t answer, she just looked at Yang Zongbao: ¡°How great that I chose you in the first place!¡±

    Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t answer and just said: ¡°I am the only one who knows the test results. Even the follow-up treatment is only known to me.¡±

    "Thank you." Avril's expression was a little gloomy, perhaps because of Yang Zongbao's indifferent attitude.

    "No, Xiaokui doesn't have suitable equipment in China right now. I'll help her find an artificial heart in the United States." After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he checked the child's pulse and found that Yang Kui's condition was stable for the time being: "I'm leaving now.  ¡±

    After leaving the ward, Yang Zongbao relaxed.  Avril's situation makes me a little intolerable, but now is not the time, so I can only try to take good care of her body.

    "Who are you in there?" Hu Dong found out that Yang Zongbao had come to the hospital and immediately found him.

    "Why are you free?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    Hu Dong shrugged: "The hospital knows that I will resign in half a year and has already started to vacate me, so I am very free now."

    "There is a friend inside. Please help me check her whole body, especially her chest. She just vomited blood, and I suspect it is tuberculosis." Yang Zongbao said.

    "Then she needs to be transferred to the infectious disease ward." Hu Dong touched his beard, but when he saw Yang Zongbao's expressionless face, he immediately changed his mind and said: "Anyway, it's okay that she is in a single ward now, but her child must be isolated to avoid being infected.  The child is relatively weak.¡±

    "Have you seen it?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "Well, I saw it when you helped them with the hospital surgery just now. The child's heart is very bad, and he may never wake up at any time. But he is so young, where can you find organs that can be transplanted? Abroad?  There is an artificial heart, but it needs to be replaced every year, and I don¡¯t know if it is baby-sized, and the cost is too high if it needs to be replaced every year.¡±

    After hearing what Hu Dong said, Yang Zongbao fell silent. He knew that what Hu Dong said was true, but he had already known it in his heart: "I will do my best to contact Zhu Zeming outside the chest, and I will find an artificial heart."

    "You've said so, I have nothing to disagree with. I'm going to make an inspection list right away." After Hu Dong finished speaking, he was about to leave.

    "Everyone has emergency services. I need to get the results tonight. I will be out for a week the day after tomorrow." Yang Zongbao added later.

    "I know, but it will take some time to identify the tuberculosis bacilli." Hu Dong reminded Yang Zongbao.

    "I know that it does take several weeks to culture Mycobacterium tuberculosis with sputum, but I want you to directly perform a chest puncture test on the lesion under CT." Yang Zongbao said.

    "Well, the results will be available immediately, but the requirements for me will be high. But who told you to be my boss in the future, do it." Hu Dong walked away with exaggerated cat steps.

    Yang Zongbao did not enter the ward again. Since Hu Dong had been notified, Yang Kui and Avril would be separated soon, and he was unwilling to face Avril's current situation.

    "Is Miss Avril feeling better?" Uncle MeiI brought Erbao and bought some necessities.

    "Um."

    "Have you given Yang Kui enough to eat?" Erbao was beside him eagerly.

    "Is it because of Yang Kui that you came to find me?" Yang Zongbao felt like a child couldn't control his father when he grew up.

    "No" Erbao's hesitation proved that Yang Zongbao's guess was good.

    "I'll go in and have a look." Uncle Mei wanted to go in.

    "Try to keep the time as short as possible, Avril has some symptoms of tuberculosis." Yang Zongbao reminded: "Er Bao is not allowed to go in, and we will wait until Yang Kui is transferred to the general ward before seeing her."

    "Oh." Erbao pouted: "What about Yang Kui?"

    "If Yang Kui was going to be infected, he would have been infected long ago. After all, he has been breastfeeding for so long." Yang Zongbao immediately interrupted the crooked idea that was about to sprout in Erbao's mind.

    "Oh." Erbao reluctantly retreated behind Uncle Mei.

    "I'm going to say hello to the doctor first." Yang Zongbao found an excuse and left.

    Finding a private place in the hospital, Yang Zongbao made an international long-distance call to Dansi.

    "I'll go, who is it? Damn, I don't know if I want to sleep?" Dansi's temper was not very good.

    "It's me, Yang Zongbao." Yang Zongbao endured and listened to Dansi's curse.

    "Oh, hello, boss." As soon as Dansi heard Yang Zongbao's voice, he immediately changed into a different person and put on a gentle mask: "What's the matter?"

    "Does the hospital have an artificial heart?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "Yes, yes, but we need to contact the equipment manufacturer. What's the matter?" Dance asked.

    "I'm talking about babies around 6 months old."

    "Six months? Oh my god, are you kidding me?" Dance raised his voice unconsciously: "Can such a young child do heart surgery?"

    "Dance, I'm not joking." Yang Zongbao's voice didn't sound like he was joking at all.

    "Okay, no, but I can help you ask, or make a custom order. But the cost is very high, and the hospital won't help you pay for it. You know, even if the hospital is yours, the hospital won't help you.  You pay for it, you have to pay it first." Dansi is really suitable for the job of a major surgery, and he doesn't show mercy at all.

    "Approximately how much?" Yang Zongbao also needed to calculate.

    "About 300,000 yuan. Tell me the child's height and weight." Dansi didn't waste any words.

    "6 kg, 54 cm long, girl." Yang Zongbao happened to check Yang Kui when she entered the hospital.

    "Yang, this is a bottomless pit. It doesn't matter if the other party is rich. The artificial heart depends on the usage. In bad conditions, it will need to be replaced every few months, and every operation is dangerous. As the number of operations increases,  The survival rate will be lower. "Dance advised: "Generally, we do not recommend surgery in this case, and comfort treatment is the mainstay. The survival rate is very low." Although the specific condition is not known, it can last for 6 months.  If a baby considers a heart transplant, you can only imagine how sick it will be.

    ¡°I understand, please contact the equipment dealer.¡± Yang Zongbao insisted.

    "Okay, I won't advise you. I'll find you after I get in touch." Dansi is also a person with excellent mobility. He went to find someone as soon as he hung up the phone.

    Yang Zongbao turned around and saw Erbao standing behind him: "How long have you been here?"

    "Do you need a lot of money?" Erbao asked.

    "There are quite a lot." Yang Zongbao smiled: "This is not a problem that you, a child, need to worry about."

    "But you have been spending a lot of money recently." Erbao also knew that Yang Zongbao was a little tight because of hospital affairs.

    "It's okay, that's also an adult's business." Yang Zongbao felt that this was not a question that children should think about, even though Erbao was smarter than children of the same age.

    "But, did I cause trouble for you? I didn't even pay for the food, so I just caused trouble for you." Erbao didn't know where to go.

    "Who wants me to be your brother-in-law?" Yang Zongbao didn't know how to coax his children, so he had to use this excuse.

    "That's right." Erbao was immediately convinced by this reason.

    "Okay, let's go out. By the way, which kindergarten do you go to?" Yang Zongbao then remembered that he had never cared about Erbao Kindergarten.

    "I haven't gone to school. I will go directly to elementary school next year." Erbao somewhat avoided the question.

    "Really? I'm too busy to care. Do you know for sure? Do you want to go to an international school?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "Whatever." Erbao wasn't very concerned.

    "Then go to Preston." Yang Zongbao knew that it was a private aristocratic school. It was said that the teaching quality was not bad, and it was different from domestic education.Same, but all textbooks and teachers are flown in from abroad.  Even its students' examination papers are sent abroad for correction.

    "Okay." Erbao's mind was obviously not here.

    After sending Erbao to Uncle Mei, Yang Zongbao sat in the thoracic surgery department waiting for the results.  But when Erbao got into Uncle Mei's car, he opened the door himself before Uncle Mei drove.  This phenomenon caused something to flash through Yang Zongbao's mind, but he was quickly interrupted by the laboratory test sheet handed over by Zhu Zeming, the chief director of the Department of Thoracic Surgery.

    "Children are in danger and may die at any time. I have already put them in an incubator. The adults do not have tuberculosis, chronic bronchitis, or bronchiectasis. I don't know why they are vomiting blood." Zhu Zeming once met Yang Zongbao once and was very fond of him.  The impression was very good, and later Yang Zongbao felt a little regretful after leaving the hospital.

    "Really?" Yang Zongbao didn't expect it to be so complicated. Looking through the medical records, there was nothing wrong with Avril except that her red blood cells were lower than the average of 20. In other words, Avril's inability to get out of bed was entirely due to anemia.

    "Well, the blood cells are unexpectedly low, and they are mature red blood cells, which means the disease is not in the bone marrow. I will check her spleen and kidneys now." Zhu Zeming asked Yang Zongbao for his opinion.

    "Avril is your patient and you have the final say." Yang Zongbao fully respected the doctor in charge.

    "The spleen will be examined by Hu Dong. I think it will be easier for everyone to get familiar with it," Zhu Zeming advocated.

    "Okay." Yang Zongbao had no objection.

    Hu Dong also came to Zhu Zeming's office an hour later.

    "The spleen and kidneys are fine."

    "What's the problem?"

    The three of them were all confused.

    On the light box were placed the CT and MRI films of Avril Lavigne's whole body, and on the table were Avril Lavigne's blood and other laboratory tests.  It had only been a few hours since Avril entered the hospital, but the results of the whole body examination had already come out. This was the first time that the three doctors did not know what the patient was suffering from.
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