After a while, the nurse replied: "Director Li has contacted the dean and he is on his way."

Director Li nodded and told the nurse: "Pay attention to keeping the patient's respiratory tract open to prevent carbon dioxide retention."

After receiving the notice, Jiang Senhui rushed to the door of the operating room. When he saw Liang Xuhui and others, Jiang Senhui greeted them one by one, because these three people were all prominent figures in Jiangling City, and their status was higher than that of Jiang Senhui.

He is a distinguished dean.

Just as he was about to walk into the operating room, Jiang Senhui caught sight of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. He turned around and was immediately startled.

"Why hasn't this little King of Hell left yet?" Jiang Senhui was secretly shocked, but seeing Ye Wutian closing his eyes to rest, he didn't bother him and just opened the door and walked into the operating room.

Seeing Jiang Senhui's arrival, Li Desheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly greeted Jiang Senhui, and said briefly: "Dean, the patient's condition is very complicated now. His heartbeat and blood pressure have just been relieved, but he has developed respiratory failure again.

, I suspect it is caused by brain damage and suppression of the respiratory center."

"Let's do a brain magnetic resonance examination first." Jiang Senhui quickly ordered.

But as soon as Jiang Senhui finished speaking, the nurse's exclamation rang out again: "Dean, the patient's pupils are gradually dilating."

"Could it be paralytic cranial nerve shock?" Jiang Senhui's expression suddenly became serious, because this symptom is very rare in medicine. Generally, cerebral shock is short-lived, while paralytic cranial nerve shock is likely to be long-lasting. However, compared with

As far as brain death is concerned, paralytic cranial nerve shock is reversible, that is, there is hope for recovery through long-term treatment. Of course, these are only theoretical explanations. After all, this disease is extremely rare, and there are only a few cases in the world.

He died of sudden respiratory failure of unknown origin.

"Dean, what should we do now?" Li Desheng asked hurriedly.

"If the patient's pupil dilation cannot be suppressed voluntarily, there is no hope." Jiang Senhui's words had obviously pronounced Tang Miaoyu's death sentence.

Li Desheng sighed helplessly, and several nurses also had sad faces.

But at this moment, Jiang Senhui suddenly remembered Ye Wutian at the door, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "Wait! Maybe there is still hope."

Li Desheng and others were all surprised.

Jiang Senhui walked directly towards the door without saying a word.

Outside the operating room, Tang Weiwen and others saw Jiang Senhui coming out and rushed to greet him.

"Dean Jiang, how is my daughter's condition?" Zhao Lihong asked anxiously.

"We can't tell yet." Jiang Senhui replied casually, then bypassed the three of them and quickly came to Ye Wutian.

Seeing that Ye Wutian was still closing his eyes to rest, Jiang Senhui seemed a little hesitant. In his eyes, Ye Wutian was both a god of medicine and a god of death. If he didn't have to, he really didn't want to deal with such a dangerous person.

Before Jiang Senhui could speak, Ye Wutian spoke first and said, "Dean Jiang, are you looking for an autograph from me?" He still closed his eyes as he spoke.

"Ah... Well, if Divine Doctor Ye is willing to give me his autograph, then of course I would be happy to ask for it. Haha, right now, I have a little trouble, and I need your help, Divine Doctor Ye." Jiang Senhui leaned forward, looking respectful.

Seeing this scene, Liang Xuhui and the other three were immediately dumbfounded.

Did he hear it wrong? Isn't Jiang Senhui the director of this central hospital? But why did he behave so grovelingly in front of Ye Wutian? And he even called Ye Wutian Doctor Ye.

After a moment of surprise, Liang Xuhui and the other three seemed to realize something. They all turned to look at Ye Wutian, their eyes full of exaggerated surprise. Could it be that he was also a doctor, and his medical skills were far superior to Jiang Senhui's?

The miracle doctor?

"If I don't come in, can you just cure her?" Recalling what Ye Wutian said to Li Desheng just now, Tang Weiwen and his wife finally understood, and now, since even Jiang Senhui is helpless, it means that the injury

The situation is already very critical.

"Doctor Ye, please save my daughter." Zhao Lihong rushed to Ye Wutian in two or two steps. She bent her legs and was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Ye Wutian.

"Director Zhao, you don't need to do this great gift. I, Ye Wutian, have a habit of doing things. Either I don't do it, or I have to do it to the end. Since I have gone through nine hundred and ninety-one difficulties and worked hard to save you,

Since my daughter has been rescued, I won't just watch her die." Ye Wutian said calmly, he naturally knew Tang Miaoyu's situation very well.

Zhao Lihong and others seemed to be infected by Ye Wutian, and their expressions became calmer.

As Ye Wutian said this, he stood up and walked toward the operating room.

"Director Zhao, Boss Tang, since Dr. Ye is willing to take action, you can rest assured." Before leaving, Jiang Senhui did not forget to console Tang Weiwen and his wife.

Hearing what Jiang Senhui said, Tang Weiwen and the others felt much relieved.

The door of the operating room was pushed open, and when he saw the young man from before walking in, Li Desheng's face suddenly turned angry, "This is the operating room, how can you guys just come in here? Get out of here."

Jiang Senhui, who then walked into the operating room, of course heard what Li Desheng said. His old face immediately fell down and he shouted angrily: "You bastard! Why are you talking to Dr. Ye!" After that, Jiang Senhui hurriedly came to Ye Wu.

Tian stood in front of him and apologized with a flattering smile: "Mr. Ye, he is also rude in a moment of impatience. Please don't take it off." Then he ordered Li Desheng: "Why don't you apologize to Dr. Ye quickly?"

"Dean, he..." Li Desheng's head couldn't be turned around for a moment. Jiang Senhui actually called this young man who was less than twenty years old a miracle doctor, and he behaved in such a groveling manner. He was out of his mind.

, or was it pinched by the door panel when I just went out.

Before Li Desheng could think about it, Jiang Senhui shouted again: "What the hell, I think you don't want to stay in this hospital anymore." Now Jiang Senhui really feels like he hates the fact that iron cannot become steel. As the dean, he even thinks of it.

His posture was so low, but he, a deputy chief physician, actually returned the favor to the Kitchen God - he was so impressive.

"That's it! That's it! It's important to save people. Get out of here as soon as possible." Ye Wutian said coldly.

"Why are you still standing here! Get out quickly." Looking at Li Desheng who was stunned on the spot, Jiang Senhui almost felt like crying.

Although Li Desheng didn't understand the situation yet, he was not stupid enough to not understand people's words. He agreed calmly and then walked out of the operating room with an unhappy look on his face.

Seeing Li Desheng walk out of the operating room with a bitter look on his face, Tang Weiwen and his wife naturally knew the reason. They did not add insult to injury to this incompetent doctor, they just took one look at him and ignored him.

Li Desheng knew that he would gain nothing by staying here, so he sighed and was about to leave, but after walking a few steps, he stopped again and thought to himself: "This little bastard is so arrogant, I want to see him

How can I save that child?" Thinking of this, he sat down on the chair in the corridor.

In the operating room, several nurses looked at Jiang Senhui and Ye Wutian with confused expressions.

"Doctor Ye, I suspect that the patient's condition is an extremely rare form of paralytic cranial nerve shock. Now the patient's pupils have been dilated and his life may be in danger." Jiang Senhui briefly reported what he knew to Ye Wutian.

.

"Paralytic cranial nerve shock? Haha, Dean Jiang, your wooden donkey brain is quite clever! You can even think of this unknown disease." Ye Wutian looked at Jiang Senhui and said with a smile.

, I don’t know if I am praising him or hurting him.

Several nurses were silent. They had never seen anyone dare to talk to the dean like this. In the past, even when superiors came to inspect, they were always polite to the dean. How could they be as humble as the guy in front of them?

If this situation happened normally, the dean would definitely be furious, but in front of him, this dean was as submissive as a tamed tiger.

"Hehe, I have little talent and little knowledge, which makes Divine Doctor Ye laugh." Jiang Senhuiquan thought that Ye Wutian was praising him, and said with a bright smile.

Ye Wutian nodded without humility and said: "It's really rare for you to think of this, but the symptoms of this child are not the paralytic cerebral shock you mentioned."

"Oh? What kind of disease is that?" Jiang Senhui asked in surprise.

"She is suffering from partial paralytic cranial nerve shock." Ye Wutian replied calmly.

"Partial paralytic cranial nerve shock?" Jiang Senhui was confused. Obviously he had never heard of this disease, but as an experienced doctor, he had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running away.

Partial paralytic cranial nerve shock, as the name suggests, means partial nerve paralysis, causing the patient to suffer from cerebral shock.

"If I'm not wrong, the patient's blood vessels have just dilated, his heartbeat has accelerated, and his blood pressure has dropped," Ye Wutian said casually.

"Yes, the patient did have a similar situation just now. Director Li ordered us to give the patient an intravenous injection of metahydroxylamine," a nurse said.

"Actually, this situation occurs because of paralysis of the vagus nerve in the patient's twelve pairs of cranial nerves; and the patient's current symptoms of respiratory failure are due to paralysis of the descending pathway of the involuntary respiratory regulation system in the lower brainstem, resulting in the patient's coma.

She cannot breathe voluntarily while in this state, but the patient's cerebral cortex's voluntary breathing regulation system is still normal, and she will be able to breathe on her own when she wakes up." Ye Wutian analyzed it carefully.

Jiang Senhui nodded in agreement, and then asked: "Then why is the patient's pupils dilated?"

Ye Wutian smiled and said, "The nurse who checked the patient's pupils should have only checked the left pupil, right? If I'm right, the patient's right pupil should be normal."
Chapter completed!