Chapter 126: A Living Person Suffocated by Urine (Alliance Leader Fuyang Bonus Chapter ×3)
The explanations online refreshed Ji Xiang's worldview.
He remembered someone or other once saying that they performed a Prostate Massage on a patient, and then the patient got addicted, wanting to open a card at the Outpatient Department to come find a Urology Department Doctor for long-term Prostate Massage.
At the time, he thought this was a joke; he didn't expect to have such a huge harvest from searching the high-ranking posts.
Fortunately, he withdrew from the group immediately; Ji Xiang touched his little heart and let out a long breath.
At this moment, even his bloated bladder didn't feel like much; Ji Xiang only felt that the black, sturdy Doctor in the Outpatient Department was truly conscientious.
The words he had inadvertently used to remind him actually had deep meaning!
If you go to see a doctor, just see the doctor properly; to be able to play so many tricks, they really must have nothing better to do.
Steadying his mind, Ji Xiang suppressed the urge to try it himself several times, and only then did he realize his condition had worsened.
Originally, he could urinate after standing for ten minutes, but now he had been at it for over half an hour with no effect at all.
Before, he could at least drip a little, but now there really wasn't a single drop left.
A single drop,
was gone.
Damn it! Ji Xiang cursed; it must have been because he was startled just now, causing all kinds of hormones to secrete wildly.
What should he do, Ji Xiang thought with distress.
He continued to calm his mood, and after another hour passed, it still didn't work.
Although the exit was blocked, the arterial blood entering the Kidney passed through the glomerulus, and through the semi-permeable membrane, the water and small molecular substances within were filtered out to form primary urine.
Most of the ultrafiltrate was reabsorbed through the renal tubules and returned to the blood, while the true waste and excess water eventually formed urine.
The intake was still working, and the normal Kidney function seemed unaware that the outlet was blocked. However, the faucet at the outlet was screwed shut, and it couldn't be drained at all.
The math problem was flawed, Ji Xiang thought with distress.
Then what to do?
The book says that at this time, one should go to the hospital for a one-time catheterization; in severe cases, an indwelling urinary catheter is needed, or even surgery.
Fortunately, the surgery is minor, using a Green Laser with basically no bleeding, and the technology is also very mature.
After all, Ji Xiang had a foundation in the Urology Department, and the surgical principles appeared clearly and simply in his mind.
Although you only know the pain when the knife falls on yourself, the feeling of a living person being suffocated by urine is even harder to bear.
After waiting another 3 hours, the renal tubules filtered more blood, and after the waste turned into urine and entered the bladder, the feeling of distension became increasingly intense; Ji Xiang had no choice but to stand up from the toilet.
Having sat on the toilet for five or six hours, both his legs were useless. The moment he stood up, Ji Xiang swayed and almost fell.
At this moment, Ji Xiang was like a water bag filled with water; as his body swayed, one could vaguely hear the sloshing sound of water.
But this water could not be drained at all.
Go to the hospital, get a urinary catheter, Ji Xiang made up his mind.
Whether it was a one-time catheterization or an indwelling urinary catheter, either would do.
Ji Xiang had always thought that a living person being suffocated by urine was a joke; he didn't expect that the more it was a joke, the more cruel it would be when it fell upon himself.
He relaxed a bit, and once his legs recovered, Ji Xiang felt something was wrong the moment he took a step.
Because of the pulling of muscle movement, the urge to urinate became stronger and stronger. Ji Xiang had no choice but to return to the toilet.
When he sat down, he couldn't urinate again.
Ji Xiang was about to explode from being held in; it was mainly the feeling of wanting to do something, clearly seeing it right in front of his eyes yet being unable to do anything about it, that made one go crazy.
The attempt failed; Ji Xiang resolutely pulled up his pants, moved with a strange posture, and got on the elevator.
Downstairs, hailed a taxi, went to the hospital.
Along the way, the urge to urinate struck countless times, and each time Ji Xiang felt he had already urinated in his pants.
These were all hallucinations! Ji Xiang's heart was very strong; he clearly knew that he had sat for so many hours without urinating, and this was just an illusion caused by urine stimulating the urethral sphincter!
Inner demon!
This was definitely an inner demon!!
He must overcome it!!!
Otherwise, standing up and sitting down on the toilet, he wouldn't be able to reach the hospital until his bladder exploded.
But although Ji Xiang firmly believed it was an inner demon and that there was no possibility of urinating, riding in the car was like going to hell.
Every slight bump on the road, which one wouldn't normally feel, made Ji Xiang suffer immensely.
It wasn't the pure pain of Urological Calculus, but rather being on the edge of wanting to urinate yet being unable to, while feeling like he was currently urinating.
Ji Xiang had long been immune to jokes about poop and pee, but who knew a living person could really be suffocated by urine.
Ji Xiang cursed the road administration department again and again, cursing once for every bump on the road.
Usually, Ji Xiang had a good temper, gentle and kind, but when he was sick, he seemed like a completely different person.
By the time he reached the hospital, the office building of the road administration department had been razed, turned into a pile of ruins.
Ji Xiang walked with strange steps, trying his best to let the "water bag" move as little as possible, and it took him several times longer than usual to move to the Emergency Department of the hospital again.
After explaining the situation, the Nurse called the Doctor.
This damn Doctor actually used percussion!!!
Ji Xiang hated percussion immensely at this moment, although he knew that if it were him, he would do the same.
When the Doctor's hand tapped on the fingers of his other hand, a thumping sound came from the bladder, just like beating a drum.
That urge to urinate became even stronger; Ji Xiang almost died.
"Let's insert a urinary catheter," the Doctor said. "So young, yet such a severe prostate condition; that's not common."
After speaking, he drifted away, as if Ji Xiang weren't sick at all.
The Nurse prepared the urinary catheter.
When she opened the disposable urine bag, Ji Xiang finally saw hope.
Although the Nurse was very young, Ji Xiang felt no shyness, cooperating with the Nurse in an awkward position to pull down his pants. Right now, he only wanted to turn on the faucet as quickly as possible; he had absolutely no other thoughts.
"You're incontinent, can't you feel it?" the Nurse asked.
"..." Ji Xiang was startled. Incontinent? He tried hard to sit up to look, but was pressed back down by the Nurse.
"It's very normal, don't look, look at how bloated your belly is. It's just wetting your pants; eight out of ten Patients are like this." The Nurse held up the Urinary Catheter and wiped it vigorously with a piece of Gauze soaked in Paraffin Oil.
"You're actually considered lucky; a few days ago the Anti-Narcotics Brigade brought in a few people for a urine test, and one guy literally burst his bladder from holding it in."
"!!!" Ji Xiang was curious, and also saw hope, feeling slightly more relaxed. "Nurse, how can one burst it from holding it in?"
"You're quite curious, just take care of yourself first." The Nurse said, "Lie still, it might hurt a little in a moment, but just for a second."
As she spoke, she took the Paraffin Oil and wiped the Urinary Catheter vigorously once more.
Ji Xiang closed his eyes, trying his best to distract himself so that the pain wouldn't be so intense that he would embarrassingly scream out loud.
They say you can't trust any fart when you have diarrhea; now it seems you can't trust any urge to urinate when you have Prostatic Hyperplasia.
Damn it, clearly when I was at home I said I couldn't pee even if I died, so how did I end up wetting my pants?
"Awoo~~~"
Just as Ji Xiang was thinking this, a bone-deep pain suddenly surged from his lower body.
It went deep into his marrow, deep into his soul, shattering the notion that one couldn't trust those words.
However, the temporary pain Ji Xiang had imagined, followed by the relief of the urine being drained after the Urinary Catheter was inserted, did not happen.
"Eh? What's going on?" The Nurse was surprised.
"Nurse, what's wrong?" Ji Xiang asked, using every ounce of his strength, snot and tears streaming down his face.
"Your condition is too severe, the Urinary Catheter won't go in." The Nurse said helplessly, "I've already applied a lot of Paraffin Oil, it shouldn't be impossible for it to go in."
As she spoke, the Nurse lifted the surgical area again and tried once more.
"Awoo~~~" Ji Xiang's scream brought the Doctor over.
"What's going on? What happened?" The Doctor asked.
"It won't go in, use a Urethral Sound."
The so-called Urethral Sound is a special type of metal Urinary Catheter.
It has the function of dilating the urethra and examining the urethra.
Ji Xiang knew all of this, but when it was truly his turn to have it used on himself, he found it somewhat hard to accept.
He was only 35 years old; no matter how severe the Prostatic Hyperplasia was, it shouldn't be to this extent.
But all of Ji Xiang's questions were wiped out by the pain of the Doctor trying again.
Hurry up and use the Urethral Sound! Hurry!!
"Sigh, don't be nervous." Seeing that Ji Xiang's condition was more severe than he had imagined, the Doctor's attitude toward Ji Xiang improved significantly.
The gentle comfort did not make Ji Xiang feel any better; he only hoped it wouldn't hurt too much.
"When did this happen? How come I didn't know?" The Nurse asked.
"I saw it during my shift the day before yesterday; the little puppy was ruined beyond recognition. Let's put it this way, if there were any Urological Calculus, they could be peed out directly."
"What do you mean?" The Nurse helped the Doctor prepare the items, her hands and feet nimble, her mind not on what the Doctor was saying.
"4mm... 6mm... no, at least 10mm, and that's a conservative estimate. I think even a stiletto heel could fit in."
"My god!" The Nurse was surprised.
"They said they were playing something like Nine Dragons Searching for the Pearl with an older woman." The Doctor shook his head.
"In the future, if they get Urological Calculus, it'll be a relief; they'll be able to pee the stones right out."
"That's not the same, is it." The Doctor scolded, "Besides, when they get old and move into a nursing home, leaking urine every day, won't the nursing staff just plug them up with a thermos stopper?"
"..."
Ji Xiang didn't listen at all; things like Nine Dragons Searching for the Pearl had nothing to do with him.
He watched helplessly as the metal Urethral Sound was shoved in by the Doctor...
"Awoo~~~"
This time, the scream was long and drawn out.
But a few seconds later, the Doctor said in a deep voice, "Urine bag!"
Connecting the urine bag, a feeling of relief rushed to Ji Xiang's brain.
Finally, finally.
Finally, it fucking drained out!
The sound of an Emergency Vehicle rang out.
At the same time, the Nurse's voice came from the hallway.
"Old Wang, car accident injury, Patient in Shock, prepare for rescue!"
In an instant, Ji Xiang was forgotten and shoved into a corner of the Emergency Rescue Room. Immediately, a blood-covered Patient was pushed in, and the Emergency Department Doctor and Nurse began rescue efforts immediately.
The feeling of needing to urinate was gone, and Ji Xiang felt very comfortable. He quietly watched the Emergency Department Doctor and Nurse perform the rescue, his heart filled with many emotions.
The colors before Ji Xiang's eyes grew more intense, and as he noticed it, a black curtain covered his vision.
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