Chapter 2744

Although Dr. Carl did not approve of this treatment, he still sat at the head of the bed and looked after the small stone with his team.

Bota private hospital offered a high enough price. When the little patient died, he could rest for a year, Carl thought. Blowing the Mediterranean wind and eating red shrimp from Sicily, life is so perfect.

He is a diagnostic expert at the service hospital of Munich University and one of the top doctors in the industry in Europe. Berta invited him in at a sky high price.

The patient's condition is very serious, and Dr. Carl has no good way. Several preliminary diagnoses have not been determined in the end, which is correct.

In Carl's opinion, the poor child is dying. In particular, the doctor Zheng, who won the Nobel Prize for clinical operation, fainted and only "hastily" gave octreotide for treatment.

In Carl's eyes, this is simply an irresponsible practice, and it makes no sense.

But he didn't question it. The gold Lord did what he wanted, and it had nothing to do with himself. Working and making money is the most important thing.

The night is getting darker and darker. The mountain forest is dark. Occasionally, birds wake up and leave a faint cry.

Carl doesn't like darkness. He prefers sunshine, especially enjoying the Mediterranean sea breeze and sun on the beach.

Compared with holidays, it's like purgatory. But without purgatory, the mood of vacation will not be very good.

It's better for the child to leave early. It's already in the advanced stage of cancer. Drug treatment has induced greater side effects. It's an extravagant hope for him to live. Carl looked at the small stone under the ventilator and thought.

The medical records provided by bota are not perfect. Even if a confidentiality agreement is signed, the core drugs are still not shown. Carl knows what this means - the cancer drugs for this small patient are the latest.

It is true from various indicators. For a period of time after drug injection, tumor markers continue to decline, and deepmact shows that free tumor cells are also decreasing in geometric order.

Seeing the dawn coming, I didn't expect that strange changes had taken place at this time.

The human body is really complex, and this research needs to be further deepened. If the lung changes are due to the evolution of the patient's condition, it's OK to say, but if the previously injected drug stimulation causes the tumor cells to mutate, it proves that the whole study has failed.

Looking at the poor child and his mother, Carl's eyes fell on the edge of the bed, precise μ G continuously pump into the micro pump of octreotide.

This is a psychological placebo, not to comfort patients, but to do psychotherapy for doctors.

That doctor Zheng is really young. He is much younger in the photos released by the Pinot prize jury. But he seemed to pay too much attention to the child, and finally

Alas, Dr. Carl sighed, hoping that Dr. Zheng would feel better after giving him a useless treatment.

This must be borne. In the face of every disease that has plagued mankind for countless years and every attempt, we must have a heart like a stone, even if the cost is the patient's life.

In fact, cancer now looks terrible. Countless people have died for it, but it's just like that compared with tuberculosis in the past.

Tuberculosis was formerly known as the captain of all these men of death, that is, the captain of human death. Carl looked at the child's monitoring value with an expressionless face and thought about it in his heart.

Human beings have almost exhausted all treatment methods for tuberculosis.

In Medieval England and France, tuberculosis was also called King's evil, that is, the king's evil. As for why it is the king, this involves deeper reasons.

With this name, there is a treatment - the touch of the king. People believed that if the king touched the lymph nodes, the disease would be better. This treatment lasted until the 18th century in Britain and until the 19th century in France.

With entering the steam age, human civilization began to advance by leaps and bounds, and the research and treatment of pulmonary tuberculosis also accelerated.

Nursing homes, thoracoplasty and other attempts, and even electric shock therapy... Which of these attempts has not killed countless patients.

Dr. Zheng is really not suitable to be a scientist. No matter whether he has solid theory and hands kissed by God, this "fragile" mentality has eliminated him. Without an indifferent heart, how can we achieve results in disease research!

Carl thought to himself that as a clinician, he needs to have a compassionate attitude. As a researcher, he who tries to find the most correct way to overcome the disease in countless ways is absolutely impossible without a cold heart.

"Carl, four hours after octreotide injection, watery sputum began to decrease." Carl's assistant and friend said after reading the record.

"It's just temporary." Dr. Carr said firmly, "there will be such small fluctuations at any time in the fluctuation of the disease and the replacement of liquid in the plasma. Trust me, it must have nothing to do with octreotide."

His assistant shrugged and did not argue with Carl.

"It's not pancreatitis. The only effect of this octapeptide drug is to prove that we are still in treatment. As for why we don't use the sixteen peptide drug, I think Dr. Zheng is still very nostalgic." Carl said in a slightly sarcastic tone.

But the fact is different from Carl's prediction.

The secretion of more than 100ml an hour soon decreased to about 80ml an hour after octreotide was pumped intravenously.

As the drug concentration reached its peak, the secreted watery sputum was further reduced.

It drops about 5-10ml per hour. If the numbers are listed as a curve, the curve is smooth enough to slide down.

At the 10th hour, the water sample sputum had dropped to about 10ml per hour.

Although there was still sputum, Carl realized that this mucus overflow had been initially curbed by octreotide.

With the decrease of water sputum, the vital signs of small stones gradually recovered. The oxygen given by the ventilator has been reduced from 100% pure oxygen to 75% oxygen.

Blood oxygen saturation also began to increase slowly, reaching about 95%.

All this proves that the treatment plan given by Dr. Zheng is correct.

Looking at the values on various instruments in front of him and the monitoring indicators every 15 minutes written on the record sheet in his hand, Carl was lost in thought.

Octreotide can not only treat finger hypertrophy and pancreatic secretion, but also treat this strange condition at present?

oh my god! What the hell is going on!

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Note: the literature is quoted from Nicole L. Roeder, et al. A woman in her 60s with lung adenocarcinoma presentations with copious water sputum and respiratory failure 2017.152(6):e143–e146