Chapter 1790: with translation of chapter title

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then immediately began recalling the patient's images.

The lung CT showed no clear problems, only a small amount of inflammation infection and wet lung.

While the ICU inpatient chief was shouting hoarsely, Zheng Ren's first impression was that there was a large amount of blood inside.

Like a person fallen into water, once there is a large amount of fresh blood in the airway, it will cause the patient's gas exchange dysfunction, ultimately "drowning".

This is a very serious situation, but from the CT room to now, at most only ten minutes have passed—how could there be such a big change!

The endotracheal tube was inserted, and the patient began to cough violently.

Blood-tinged sputum sprayed out directly, speckled, reaching half a meter high.

Zheng Ren froze.

The ICU inpatient chief's face and body were covered with blood spots, but she had no time to ponder them; the suction tube was inserted into the endotracheal tube, and a large amount of bloody foam was quickly sucked out.

Less than ten minutes after the CT scan, the lungs started bleeding!

The condition is progressing wildly, meaning that little time remains for the ICU and for Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren stood in place, looking at the patient.

The system diagnosis suddenly added one entry—hemoptysis!

A blood vessel in the lung had ruptured…… Zheng Ren's hand felt a bit cold.

The ICU inpatient chief handled everything flawlessly, and Zheng Ren had little to help with.

The patient's bedside was crowded with people; he could only stand quietly to the side, his mind racing to figure out what toxin could produce such a clinical reaction.

Ten minutes, from the CT room to the ICU, the patient actually began to exhibit massive hemoptysis!

Zheng Ren thought it was his luck value at work; otherwise, if hemoptysis had appeared midway, the patient would likely have been cold by the time they reached the ICU.

What's going on?

He tried hard to recall various case reports he had encountered or heard about.

But in the short time, Zheng Ren found nothing; he couldn't find any case that matched the current situation.

"Ventilator." The ICU inpatient chief said calmly, as the blood-tinged sputum decreased, she placed a ventilator on the patient and began administering medication.

Soon, as the muscle relaxant entered the bloodstream, the patient stopped struggling and began breathing with ventilator assistance.

"Go ask if the patient has any immediate family; if not, call the medical department."

"I'll go ask." Zheng Ren said immediately.

The ICU inpatient chief was taken aback, then she said solemnly: "Trouble, Boss Zheng."

"What are you planning to do next on this side?"

"The condition is progressing too fast; we suspect chemical poisoning, so we'll start blood filtration first. I'll……" The ICU inpatient chief said, eyes lighting up: "Boss Zheng, could you ask about the patient's previous medical history to see if we can find anything new?"

"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded.

"Then I'll handle the resuscitation here." The ICU inpatient chief said, then stopped being polite with Zheng Ren and began directing several trainee doctors to get busy.

Zheng Ren took out his phone and dialed.

"You're not going to ask?"

"First I'll report to Director Lin." Zheng Ren said, "If the cause isn't found, it's probably just a matter of one or two hours."

One or two hours is an overstatement; the lungs showed massive bleeding in just ten minutes—lasting another half hour would be a miracle.

Saying this, both of their moods grew equally heavy.

Zheng Ren walked out while quickly reviewing the case in his mind.

The patient's condition deteriorated so rapidly it was like a roller coaster.

In the emergency department, the patient could still talk and even curse himself a bloody hooligan, but after a few sentences he developed hypovolemic shock, then fell into a coma, was transferred to the ICU, and immediately began massive hemoptysis.

This is the lungs; gastrointestinal bleeding would likely appear soon as well.

The hematoma in the left upper abdomen is now thought to be caused by a rupture of a small branch of the splenic artery.

Zheng Ren hurried, the phone rang, and each ring he anxiously hoped Lin Ge would answer immediately.

"Boss Zheng!" Lin Ge's surprised voice came through, surprised yet warm and friendly. Constantly calling in a short time—does that mean something?

"Director Lin, I'm in the ICU; I just admitted a migrant worker from out of town for consultation, and his condition is very poor." Zheng Ren said simply.

That statement means the patient has no money and no family, and the medical department must assume all responsibility.

"Okay, I understand; you go ahead and be busy, I'll come to the scene right away." Lin Ge knows the priorities; he sensed the urgency from Zheng Ren's tone.

Go check it out immediately, direct the rescue on site. With medical department staff present, the clinical doctors can let loose.

No matter how much we dislike the medical department staff, we cannot deny their standing in the hearts of clinical doctors.

Zheng Ren hung up the phone and hurried toward the door.

"Boss, I kind of feel……" Su Yun hesitated, then stopped.

"Feel what?"

"Let's ask first, then decide; just a consideration." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren didn't press further; rather than ask Su Yun, it would be better to ask the patient's coworkers.

"Are you coworkers of Chen Zehui?" Zheng Ren opened the ICU door, looked at several urban white-collar workers, and asked urgently.

This group had both men and women, looking dazed; they rarely come into contact with hospitals, and Chen Zehui's condition changes frightened them.

They just don't know that the patient's condition in the ICU has already reached the brink of life and death.

Several people looked unwell; a man in his thirties seemed to be a department leader or similar, and he is the core of this group.

He first gave an apologetic smile, then cautiously asked: "Doctor, what illness does Xiao Hui have?"

"Let's go to the liaison room to talk." Zheng Ren led them to the side room; Zhou Litao was busy there, although he wanted to hear how Boss Zheng communicated with the patient's family, he felt uneasy, greeted him, and rushed back.

After everyone sat down, Zheng Ren looked at the man in his thirties and asked: "What is your relationship to the patient?"

"I am the team leader of the project group." That person said, "Doctor, I need to go inform Xiao Hui's family."

Wait a moment, the situation inside has changed; I'll ask for the specific details. Zheng Ren was anxious but kept a calm expression, and this mood unconsciously infected everyone present.

Doctor, Xiao Hui isn't supposed to have kidney stones, so why was she admitted to the ICU? a young male student asked anxiously.

Not only kidney stones, I Doubt it's poisoning from some chemical preparation; tell me what strange things have happened to her recently. Zheng Ren said.

Seeing everyone's faces show astonishment, Zheng Ren thought for a moment and said: "All the details that have changed from before, speak them out."

Nothing... if I had to say something, it's that she took leave two days ago, then said it was kidney stones. The team leader said: "At first I didn't believe it; how could someone so young have kidney stones?"

Then you saw the lab report?

Huh? Doctor, really not kidney stones? She was fine, how did she become poisoned? One person didn't answer Zheng Ren's question but instead asked doubtfully.