MTL - Daily Life of the Canary Pet Master-Chapter 62

Early the next morning, Ou Shaowen woke up earlier, he turned his head, Ou Renjin was still asleep, he frowned slightly, his cheeks were a little red.

Ou Shaowen didn't disturb him, got out of bed by himself, went to the bathroom to wash up, then glanced at Ou Renjin who was on the bed, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have said yesterday that he had a sore throat.

He had been to his dedicated kitchen last time, on the sixth floor. Ou Shaowen closed the door quietly, ready to go up and make breakfast for him.

The ingredients in the refrigerator looked like they had just been replenished, and there were no signs of being used. He steamed two bowls of egg custard, and cooked some porridge and served them together.

He forgot to bring his mobile phone, fearing that Ou Renjin would not be able to find others when he woke up, so he was in a hurry. Fortunately, back in the ward, Ou Renjin was still awake.

He set up the breakfast, and then went to call him, "Ou Renjin, wake up, it's time for breakfast."

Ou Renjin's eyelashes moved slightly, but they didn't open, and she groaned with some discomfort.

"Ou Renjin?" Ou Shaowen's heart skipped a beat, he reached out to touch his face, then retracted his hand in shock at the higher than normal temperature.

Dr. Chen had just finished answering the phone call, and the second nursing home informed that the patient's condition was not good and he might pass away tonight or tomorrow. They have already rescued one round before, and according to the family's wishes, there may not be a second round of rescue.

He immediately called Dean Wu whom he had contacted before. Dean Wu happened to be conducting an academic seminar on heart transplantation in a surrounding city in the past few days.

He was arranged to live nearby by the hospital. As soon as the heart here is in place, the operation can start immediately.

Everything is going smooth.

Before Dr. Chen could show a finally reassuring smile, a nurse hurriedly knocked on the door of his office.

At that moment, he looked at the anxious face of the nurse, and there was a buzzing sound in his eardrums, as if ice water was pouring from his head, he was shocked, and before she spoke, he had a bad premonition for some reason , this is definitely not the news I want to hear.

Is there always Murphy's Law in this world?

The more you worry about what will happen, the more it will happen.

"Doctor Chen, Mr. Ou Renjin has a fever. It is a cold and fever symptom caused by inflammation of the tonsils." The nurse took a few breaths, "How do you think we should use the medicine next?"

For ordinary people, cold and fever are just a common and harmless disease. Even if you don’t take medicine, you will usually get better after a week. However, for heart disease patients, cold is their great enemy, which will seriously affect the cardiopulmonary function and aggravate cardiac insufficiency, which can easily become the cause of heart attack.

So once he had a fever, Ou Renjin's condition would become very uncontrollable, and it was absolutely impossible to perform surgery under such circumstances.

Chen Sui had been a doctor for many years, and at this moment, he suddenly understood why their dean never performed operations on acquaintances. The more you have personal feelings, the more you can't even make basic judgments calmly.

At this time, he was slumped on the chair with some powerlessness, his mind was in chaos, and after a long while, he raised his head and said to the long-awaited nurse, "Let Director Li go over to see and judge...whether it is still possible to follow the plan For the operation, do you need to call the second nursing home immediately and let them..."

It was difficult for him to say the remaining half of the sentence, "Contact other patients who are suitable for heart sources."

Heart sources are inherently rare and precious, and they cannot be preserved until you have a suitable opportunity for surgery. If you miss it, you miss it, and there is nothing anyone can do about it.

He suddenly regretted that when Guan Qijun made such a proposal yesterday, he didn't follow suit.

Why do you always have to be so cruel to a person? He even couldn't help feeling angry for him, for this fate that seemed to be destined by heaven.

As if in chaos, a group of doctors surrounded Ou Renjin's bed for a long time to check, and soon the nurse came in with a cart full of them, gave him a retention needle and dripped some liquid medicine.

Then, the ECG monitor was immediately connected to the bedside.

"Beep-beep-"

The sound of the instrument sounded continuously, and Ou Shaowen sat aside like a piece of wood. On the table in front of him were cold white porridge and egg custard.

"It's all right," he whispered, his voice almost whispering, "he'll be all right."

As long as there is nothing wrong this time, after a period of time to adjust the state, and then transplant his heart will be fine.

You see, God thinks it is better to use his heart.

So when Doctor Chen and Guan Qijun came together, he was even calmer than them.

He turned his head when he heard the voice, and said, "I was just about to call the nurse, and the medicine is almost finished."

Guan Qijun pressed the call button on the bedside and slowed down the drip that was about to finish, "It will come soon."

The two are calmer than the other.

Dr. Chen glanced at the two of them, "The current situation is to see if the inflammation can subside, and if the temperature can subside. Maybe there will be good news from the heart source. Maybe the patient's life is more tenacious. Persevere for a few days, just enough for Ou Renjin to adjust his state."

In the end, his tone became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't even comfort himself.

"It's okay, if you miss it, you miss it, and me." Ou Shaowen said.

Guan Qijun's fingers that were originally clenched into fists were slightly loosened. He looked up at Ou Shaowen, and suddenly smiled softly.

"Ou Shaowen, let's talk." He said.

Dr. Chen frowned, he knew the reason why Guan Qijun left Ou Renjin's side best, "Guan Qijun, don't mess around when Ou Renjin is unconscious."

Guan Qijun turned his head and gave him a meaningful smile, then turned back to Ou Shaowen and said, "Are we just talking here?"

"Yeah." He glanced at Ou Renjin on the hospital bed, "I have to watch him."

"Okay, then let's talk here." He didn't even let Dr. Chen evade, and said directly, "You said that your organs can be regenerated, and they don't believe it, but I do."

Ou Shaowen seemed to have been drawn back a little bit of attention, and met his gaze.

"Ou Renjin's illness has always made me very depressed. It seems that I have thought of all kinds of solutions, but they always go wrong, making people feel powerless. I even consulted a foreign friend who is researching artificial hearts. He said that with the current The artificial heart technology can only last for one to two years, but you certainly don't want Ou Renjin to live for only one to two years, right?"

Ou Shaowen looked at him quietly, Guan Qijun lowered his gaze and asked, "How long will it take for your heart to grow back?"

"Guan Qijun." Doctor Chen's complexion was already extremely ugly, "The matter has not reached the final stage, so don't go crazy here."

"About two months." Ou Shaowen replied with a calm and determined expression.

"Then during the two months when it re-grows, what do you live on?"

No one cares about Chen Sui.

"In vitro blood supply instrument." For some reason, Guan Qijun's calm expression and tone gave him a wonderful sense of trust. He knew that the purpose of the two of them was the same.