novel for you Chapter 1009 The Frozen Light
Chapter 1009 The Frozen Light
Xun Jiahong immediately stepped forward to check his pulse. After a moment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. "Although the pulse is still deep and fine, the weak and rootless feeling that seems to be about to fall out has subsided a little! The heat and toxins are about to seep out! Continue to administer the decoction and closely observe any changes in his consciousness!"
Three hours later, the color of the turbid liquid in the drainage tube seemed to become slightly lighter, and the amount did not increase significantly.
The crucial coagulation function report arrived—INR: 1.42! Although still higher than normal, this was the first time since the surgery that a clear downward trend had appeared!
"The coagulation function is improving!" He Yonghua said softly.
Zhong Dongyang let out a long sigh and looked at Xun Jiahong and Li Chengjie with admiration in his eyes.
He knew that it was the bowl of medicine that brought together herbs such as astragalus, American ginseng, buffalo horn, honeysuckle, forsythia, and the silver needles that precisely stimulated the acupuncture points, and especially the half pill of the priceless Angong Niuhuang Pill that cleared the mind and opened the orifices at the critical moment, that pulled the patient back from the brink of the cliff.
These young Chinese medicine practitioners in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine are all quite remarkable.
No wonder Chen Yang could still go to school to give lectures with peace of mind under such circumstances. This was because Chen Yang had great trust in Xun Jiahong and others.
Evans witnessed all this and was shocked beyond words.
The data does not lie. The patient's vital signs are changing for the better, and all these changes happened just after the intensification of traditional Chinese medicine intervention.
For the first time, he felt so clearly that Chinese medicine was not an illusory empirical science. Its intervention in the field of critical illness had rigorous logic and convincing effects.
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When Chen Yang finished teaching and rushed back to the medical center, Ye Guoliang's condition had stabilized.
The body temperature was controlled below 38°C, the drainage fluid became clear, the TBIL began to decrease slowly, and the INR steadily dropped to 1.35.
Blood ammonia levels have returned to a safe range, and brain electrical activity has stabilized. Although he is still not out of danger, the worst of the liver failure storm seems to be passing.
"Well done!" After listening to the reports from Zhong Dongyang and Xun Jiahong, Chen Yang sincerely praised Xun Jiahong and Li Chengjie.
Li Chengjie smiled. He felt more comfortable at the medical center than in Lingnan.
When a group of geniuses get together, there will naturally be comparisons, and everyone has a competitive spirit.
Wen Haodong is responsible for David's treatment and has performed outstandingly recently. Li Chengjie naturally does not want to fall behind.
Chen Yang walked to Ye Guoliang's bedside and took his pulse again. Although the pulse was weak, it had a root, and there was a hint of relaxation in its deep and fine pulse.
"The vital energy is gradually recovering, and the blood stasis and toxins are gradually clearing. Subsequent treatment will focus on strengthening the spleen and replenishing qi, nourishing the blood and softening the liver, resolving blood stasis and unblocking the meridians, consolidating the results, and promoting liver cell regeneration and functional recovery. The prescription can be adjusted, and Angong Niuhuang Wan can be stopped." Chen Yang said with a smile.
When everyone heard this, they finally felt relieved.
This thrilling postoperative crisis finally saw the light of day thanks to the efforts of traditional Chinese medicine.
As Ye Guoliang's condition improved, there was also hope for David.
The next morning, Chen Yang came to David's ward, where Wen Haodong and Su Yunxue were giving David today's acupuncture treatment.
The ward was very quiet. Wen Haodong was fully focused, and the silver needle in his hand was as steady as a rock as he inserted it into David's Baihui, Mingmen, Guanyuan, Zusanli and other acupoints in turn.
His technique was more smooth and graceful than during the initial diagnosis, especially when he was needling the Zusanli point. The faint heat sensation, like a "burning mountain fire", made David's frown relax a lot.
Su Yunxue quietly recorded David's reactions and vital signs, occasionally looking up at Wen Haodong's focused profile, with less scrutiny and more subtle appreciation in her eyes.
"Dr. Chen!"
When Evans saw Chen Yang come in, he immediately came forward to greet him, his attitude even more humble than before.
"I've heard about Mr. Ye's situation. It's really... incredible! The role of traditional Chinese medicine in critical care has refreshed my understanding." His tone was sincere, with a strong desire for knowledge.
Chen Yang smiled slightly. "Dr. Evans, you're overpraising me. The ultimate goal of medicine is to cure diseases and save lives. Chinese and Western medicine each have their own strengths. Only by learning from each other can we better serve patients."
After Wen Haodong finished his treatment, Chen Yang walked to David's bedside and asked, "Mr. David, how are you feeling today?"
David tried to move the corners of his mouth, and a vague but clearer voice came out: "Doctor... Chen... Hello... Today... My legs... seem... a little... warm..."
As he spoke, David tried to lift the fingers of his right hand. The amplitude was extremely small, but for a patient with ALS, this subtle active movement signal was like a ray of light in the darkness!
"Oh?"
A hint of joy flashed in Chen Yang's eyes, and he immediately sat down to take David's pulse.
The pulse was still deep and fine, but compared to the "weak and thin pulse like a gossamer thread" at the initial diagnosis, it now had a noticeable sense of strength, and the deep sense of stagnation was also much lighter.
A closer look at his calf muscles revealed that the faint electric-like fasciculations (muscle tremors) seemed to be more active when touched deeply.
"very good!"
Chen Yang put his hand down and said to David and Evans with a smile, "Judging from the pulse, the deep-seated cold has loosened somewhat, and the weak Yang Qi that was suppressed is beginning to show signs of recovery."
"The warmth Mr. David feels and the slight movement of his fingers are signs that Yang Qi is flowing freely and his meridians are opening up! Although functional recovery is still a long way off, this is definitely a positive sign, indicating that our treatment is on the right track. With persistence, there will be improvement!"
A strong light burst out from David's turbid eyes, the light of seeing a rope in the abyss of despair.
Evans' eyes widened in shock, and he quickly checked the electromyography data recorded by the instrument next to him.
Although the overall waveform still showed neurogenic damage, when David tried to move his fingers slightly, the discharge waveform of the corresponding muscle group did show a brief, purposeful enhancement! This was not an illusion, but an objective data change!
"God…how…how is this possible?"
Evans muttered to himself. He looked at the silver needles that Wen Haodong was cleaning, then looked at Chen Yang. For the first time, he began to waver in his lifelong belief in the modern medical system.
Traditional Chinese medicine, a system that he once thought was backward and lacked scientific basis, is now creating "miracles" before his eyes that modern medicine cannot explain.
As Wen Haodong packed up the needles, he smiled and said to Evans, "Doctor Evans, there are some things you can only speak on if you understand them. Nothing is impossible in this world."
"Second brother, thank you for your hard work. The effect is good. Keep it up."
Chen Yang said to Wen Haodong with a smile, and nodded to Su Yunxue: "Doctor Su has worked hard and recorded it in great detail."
Su Yunxue rarely responded with a faint but sincere smile: "As you should, Wen... Second Brother's needlework is indeed exquisite."
Wen Haodong's heart skipped a beat and he almost couldn't control his facial expression. He forced himself to nod calmly, but his ears turned slightly red.
This was the first time Su Yunxue called Wen Haodong "Second Brother Wen".