Chapter 2747

Zheng Renhe and Wen xiaonuan change shifts to take care of Xiaoshi. Bota has strong medical power. There is no need to talk to Zheng Ren like in Xilin town hospital.

Looking at the little stone getting better, the watery sputum is gradually less, the mucus overflow has begun to get better, and Zheng Ren's heart is gradually stable.

The clinical work at home worked well, and there was no mess because Zheng Ren was not at home. As Su Yun often said, boss Zheng is no different from 912.

Zheng Ren also knows that he is the icing on the cake. It's not easy to send charcoal in the snow... It's not easy for him to send it. No matter how heavy the wind and snow, 912 can resist it.

In bota's days, Yiren sent a lot of information every day and told Zheng Ren what he had done. The change of distance doesn't seem to exist. Zheng Ren feels that Xiaoyi is always around, never far, even a little.

The mucus overflow of small stones gradually decreases, and the pumping amount of octreotide gradually decreases.

Before that, bota had already done tracheoscopy and taken pathological tissue, and developed drugs for variant adenocarcinoma as soon as possible.

Zheng Ren was quite surprised that he could develop a new drug in only 10 days after he began to have watery sputum from a small stone, which was forced by bota's strong technical force.

Two pronged approach. While maintaining vital signs, the tumor was treated. The sedative drugs had stopped. After one day's recovery, Xiaoshi was able to communicate with Wen xiaonuan and Zheng Ren by writing.

He obviously has a lot to say. After all, he is still a child. It is normal for him to be lively. Zheng Ren didn't want him to work too hard. He repeatedly told Xiaoshi to lie down for another two days and wait until he pulled out the endotracheal intubation.

Another day later, Zheng Ren was present, and Dr. Carl personally pulled out Xiaoshi's endotracheal tube.

In this regard, Dr. Carl said it was a miracle.

Before, little stone's situation was so bad that no one could expect him to endure it again.

"Mom." After pulling out the endotracheal tube, the little stone called softly.

Wen xiaonuan held the small stone's hand in one hand and gently stroked his cheek with the other. Tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Sister Wen, you are too excited. Why don't you wash your face?" Zheng Ren suggested.

Xiaoshi has just pulled out the tube. If Xiaoshi's mood changes due to Wen Xiaowen's emotional excitement, secondary bronchospasm and other situations need to be put on the ventilator, it's not necessary.

Wen xiaonuan also knows that what children need now is a smiling face, not crying. She nods her head, her hair is messy, and her face is haggard.

She shook the little stone's hand. She stood up and turned out.

"Sleep for a while. You should have a good rest." Zheng Ren stood beside the little stone and said.

"I've slept for many days and had many dreams. I don't want to sleep anymore." The little Stone said in a hoarse voice.

Zheng Ren thought about it, smiled, sat by the little stone's bed and asked, "can you dream in a calm state? Or did you do it after waking up?"

"Brother, in fact, you are not suitable to be a doctor." Little stone suddenly said something irrelevant. His voice was a little hoarse and tired.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned.

"Your hair is white." The little stone stretched out his hand as if to touch Zheng Ren's hair, but Zheng Ren immediately pressed his thin hand on the bed.

"Is there a little white head in the past, or are you in a hurry to see me." The little stone asked softly.

"No, it's too hard to think about a case." Zheng Ren said softly, "how are you feeling now?"

"Breathing okay." With that, the little stone gently moved his head, pointed at the ECG monitoring screen with the corners of his eyes and said, "95% of the blood oxygen saturation should be OK. I feel the same. It's much stronger than when I was on the ventilator. I couldn't breathe at that time."

"It's quite OK. Dr. Carl in Munich said that it's a miracle that you can pull out the tube." Zheng Ren smiled.

"There are so many miracles." Little stone turned back and looked at Zheng Ren, trying to squeeze out a smile, but the muscles on his face seemed to have not moved for many days, and he was a little stiff.

"Brother, help me rub my face."

"Why?"

"Expression management, don't you always keep a straight face?"

"Yes, I have little expression, but more in my heart." Zheng Ren said so, but he stretched out his hand and rubbed the little stone's face twice.

At this moment, he felt as if he were playing a sunspot.

But the vitality of the small stone is far less vigorous than that of the sunspot, and it has nearly withered. When the palm of his hand touches his cheek, he can feel the dryness and exhaustion. Zheng Ren's heart is slightly astringent.

Zheng Ren's palm was warm and thick. The spasmodic muscles of the small stone seemed better. He tried to smile.

"Don't laugh if you work so hard." Zheng Ren said.

"The harder you work, the more you have to laugh." The little Stone said, "I don't live to cry."

“……”

Zheng Ren was silent.

"Brother, are you very tired?" Asked the little stone.

"I'm fine."

"I'm fine too. When I was calm, I really wanted to hear you say a lot to me, but now I can't remember." The little stone closed his eyes slightly, but refused to stop talking.

"Then don't think about it. How tired."

"Brother, what did you tell me?" Little stone's voice is a little hoarse, just like before Zheng Ren's operation.

The time of endotracheal intubation is long, and the pipe has an impact on the pharyngeal tissue, resulting in hoarseness. It's good to recover for a period of time, Zheng Ren knows.

In fact, now little stone should rest quietly, but for such a child, he wants to communicate with others and appear in the world with a fresh smile, which is what he wants to do most.

Zheng Ren didn't stop him. He forced the small stone to rest. If you want to say, I'm afraid Xiaoshi especially wants to communicate with people after such a long time of ventilator assisted breathing.

I didn't let him communicate with pen and paper before. Now if you can talk, just say it.

After thinking about it, Zheng Ren said softly, "I don't lie to you, just want to know what you really think."

"You don't lie to me, and I don't lie to you."

Zheng Rendao said, "I didn't expect the previous situation. For example, when you start expectorating, there is watery sputum. I can't even guarantee what will happen to you tomorrow or how long it will continue."

"I didn't ask you to promise. There's still something wrong with your idea." Little stone suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zheng Ren seriously.

Although he was very weak and tried his best to do this simple action, he was serious and firm, but his expression was quite clear.

"You think too much, brother."