CHAPTER 317: CHAPTER 316: LUNG TRANSPLANT AND TURMOIL

Owen went to Mexico.

Luckily, San Diego is very close.

Of course, there’s a time constraint for this mission, and how long Esmeralda can hold on depends on her individual constitution.

Zhou Mo Sen will certainly provide excellent medical resources, but the main focus of treatment is controlling the situation.

Another important treatment method is using a nebulizer to expel phlegm.

Nurses can basically handle this.

But, time is really tight.

Even an extra day, an extra hour, can be crucial for Esmeralda’s survival.

Owen can deal with this himself.

Zhou Mo Sen still has to face a major surgery.

Lung transplant!

...

UCLA Medical Center’s operating room.

Almost everyone was surprised that Dr. Fauci quickly resolved the lung source issue.

Finding a lung in such a short time, even in the United States, is truly astonishing.

But he managed it, and it didn’t affect the normal medical donation system.

The situation... anyway, what Zhou Mo Sen saw was that many people stayed silent.

People probably understood in their hearts.

In the United States, some things are best not to delve into, otherwise, the consequences might be unbearable.

Zhou Mo Sen didn’t know the truth, but he could guess.

And this guess... Actually, when Dr. Fauci said he would get it from overseas, it could already be confirmed.

It should be coming from that country.

That somewhat mysterious country.

Some things in this world are crystal clear, yet some people pretend to be ignorant.

Just like that country, clearly with a small population, with very few organ donations.

But, that country is a major organ exporter!

The biggest export is skin.

From a medical perspective, the largest organ of the human body is actually the skin.

It’s actually a very simple math problem.

That country’s population cannot possibly supply so many organs for export.

But, no one pays attention to that country.

At least in the United States, there are absolutely no related reports.

So naturally, ordinary Americans won’t know about these things.

And we American doctors, we know what’s going on, but who dares to say anything?

Zhou Mo Sen currently has no choice since Dr. Fauci has already settled everything he mentioned.

He, a general surgery doctor supporting from outside, can only do the surgery.

Just speaking of this surgery, it’s still saving someone.

Zhou Mo Sen didn’t have any other thoughts, reverting back to being the composed doctor he originally was.

Of course, he cannot complete the surgery alone, he needs an assistant.

This time, Sidney came to assist, her petite figure responsible for thoracotomy.

This step... visually, it’s indeed quite startling.

Dr. Fauci, Hansen and other professors are now in the observation room.

After all, UCLA still has a teaching mission, but this time, their watching feels like supervision.

For Zhou Mo Sen, lung transplant difficulty is just medium.

After exquisitely showcasing his superb medical skills, this Mexican patient should recover.

Interestingly, after the surgery is complete...

"Amazing! Dr. Zhou, your medical skills are truly superb!"

That old man Fauci showered Zhou Mo Sen with praise.

Zhou Mo Sen had no choice but to smile back.

Should he act humble?

This is the United States, better to show some swag.

"It’s alright."

This surgery was nothing significant.

Hansen was also very satisfied.

He could see that Zhou Mo Sen’s surgical ability was indeed very strong.

For many future surgeries, they can entrust him.

But, did everyone forget Zhou Mo Sen’s assistant?

Where’s Sidney?

Something went wrong!

"Dr. Sidney?"

"What’s wrong?"

"Suddenly fainted!"

"Save her quickly!"

Sidney fainted, very suddenly, like hypoglycemia.

And when Zhou Mo Sen saw, he realized it in his heart.

She might have been infected too!

...

A little weak.

Also experiencing unclear consciousness.

This feeling is very much disliked by Sidney.

But, at this moment she has no way out.

"Why did you conceal your illness?"

This voice... so angry!

"I didn’t conceal it!"

She had to insist.

Zhou Mo Sen was speechless for a while, looking at the woman lying on the bed.

Really didn’t know what to do.

"If you’re lucky, it might just be a cold, if..."

"I know! No need for you to say it."

"You know? What’s the matter with this disease, no one is researching it now."

"But... it’s probably just an ordinary cold."

"An ordinary cold would be like this?"

"..."

Sidney didn’t speak, she wants to cough now.

Alright, what Zhou Mo Sen said is correct.

The key problem now is, no one is researching this cold.

In fact, swine flu is just a cold, this originates from the Spanish Flu of 1918.

However, after so many years, what this variant is like,

we don’t know now.

So, how severe Sidney really is.

Or she might just recover.

And if she’s lucky, maybe she won’t have any symptoms.

Or she could just have mild symptoms.

Alright, this mild symptoms range is actually very large, just like Sidney’s current condition.

It could be considered as mild symptoms.

Everything is unknown.

This is truly the scary part.

Sidney is actually kind of scared now.

Zhou Mo Sen suddenly said something.

"I haven’t forgotten what I told you, so, before you fulfill your promise to me..."

As he said this, Zhou Mo Sen inexplicably blushed a bit.

"I know."

Sidney answered decisively, but her face... well, given she’s currently sick, blushing isn’t noticeable.

However, her heartbeat indeed accelerated a bit.

Zhou Mo Sen also couldn’t stay any longer.

Finally threw out a sentence.

"I have a way to save you."

This is still the blood serum therapy, of course.

When Zhou Mo Sen left, Sidney’s condition...

Her heartbeat seemed even faster.

...

Zhou Mo Sen really doesn’t want to continue letting this pandemic be concealed.

But he himself has no proper way.

Previously contacted Zhao Anji, also hoping she could do something.

Zhou Mo Sen is most famous for cosmetic surgery, although he also has the identity of a general surgeon.

But now this is a pandemic, an infectious disease.

He is not a specialist.

Whether in authority or something else,

Zhou Mo Sen cannot say too much.

As for Owen..., this is just some solution Zhou Mo Sen has towards people around him.

Blood serum therapy, according to his ability to produce serum.

Actually, it can only treat a few people.

Thinking about these, inexplicably becomes very irritable.

Driving home was also a bit wobbly.

While on the road, Zhou Mo Sen suddenly noticed a strange car in front of him.

Playing with the lights in front of him.

The taillight flickered on and off.

It’s only through constantly hitting the brakes that this would happen, right?

That car in front...

Before long, the two cars were side by side.

And in that car, it was Scarlett Johnson.

As she looked at Zhou Mo Sen, she seemed absentmindedly to stick out her tongue.

Sure is flirtatious...