CHAPTER 184: 184 OVERINDULGENT MOTHERS OFTEN SPOIL THEIR CHILDREN

The oxygen supply was set to 70%, and the blood oxygen level rose slightly. However, this lasted for less than ten minutes before it began to decline again.

The oxygen supply was increased to 80%. This time it lasted longer, starting to drop again after fifteen minutes.

Liu Banxia had no choice but to administer a bronchodilator and arranged for another X-ray.

Looking at the latest X-ray film, Liu Banxia sighed. There was still no improvement. He had to call a cardiologist for a consultation again, as the situation was now beyond his control.

"Doctor Xu, the oxygen supply is now at 90%, and a bronchodilator has been used, but the situation is still not optimistic," Liu Banxia said.

"There is no other way. We must send him to the ICU now," Xu Guosheng said after checking the X-rays. "His lung damage is too severe. If he stays here, we might not even have time to set up the membrane lung machine. Have you contacted his family yet?"

"The police haven’t provided any information yet. It’s hard to find them," Liu Banxia said with a bitter smile.

"Doctor Xu, how should we treat him if his condition continues to worsen? I had a patient last time who had a cerebral hemorrhage from a car accident, and she recovered later."

"We can only maintain his condition for now and continue to monitor his lungs. If there’s still no improvement, we’ll perform a final check with a bronchoscope before putting him on the membrane lung machine," Xu Guosheng said.

"Then it’s up to luck to see whether his lungs can self-repair after a period of rest. If they can’t repair themselves and continue to deteriorate, we may need to consult a cardiac surgeon for an intervention."

"But based on the current situation, I’d judge it’s highly unlikely. If his condition truly worsens, a lung transplant might be necessary. It’s hard enough to find a suitable donor for a normal patient, let alone in his situation."

Liu Banxia nodded. This was pretty much what he expected. Sometimes, lung diseases are the hardest to treat. Hopefully, the patient’s lungs can repair themselves.

The patient was transferred to the ICU. Liu Banxia also went to check on the two patients who had surgery today. Fortunately, their families had all arrived, so they had people to look after them.

As soon as he got downstairs, Liu Banxia was stunned. What’s going on today? Why are the police here again?

"Dr. Liu, this man is the suspect in the car accident involving the patient upstairs. He’s somewhat incoherent and had another accident. He was likely driving under the influence," Wei Yuan said as he walked over.

"This damned scumbag! The one upstairs is still in an unknown condition and has already been transferred to the ICU. We’re about to put him on a membrane lung machine, and this guy is fine. He didn’t hit anyone this time, did he?" Liu Banxia asked.

Wei Yuan shook his head. "No, he drove into the woods. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have taken so long to find him."

"Have you done the examination and sample collection?" Liu Banxia asked.

"It’s completed, and he’s been secured. The next step is to suture the head wound, then send him for a head CT scan and X-rays. His left radius is fractured," Wei Yuan said.

"Qing Kewa, after the blood test results are back, you go and suture him," Liu Banxia said, waving his hand.

Wei Yuan was taken aback but didn’t stop him. He knew Liu Banxia was angry. In fact, he was angry too. He just hadn’t expected Liu Banxia to use this man for Qing Kewa’s practice. He’d never seen Qing Kewa’s suturing skills before; now he could witness them.

"Officer, have you contacted this man’s family yet? The patient brought in this morning is in critical condition," Liu Banxia said, approaching the police officer again.

The policeman nodded. "We’ve already contacted them. We’ll discuss the patient’s medical expenses with them."

"Sigh... still, try your best to find that patient’s family. They might not even get a chance to see him for the last time," Liu Banxia sighed.

If it were a normal illness, his family might have some psychological preparation. But the current situation is due to a traffic accident. By the time they receive the news, it might already be devastating.

"Dr. Liu, the blood test results are out. No risk of infectious diseases," Wang Ying said, walking over.

Liu Banxia gave Qing Kewa a look.

Oblivious to Liu Banxia’s thoughts, Qing Kewa cherished this suturing opportunity. She put on gloves and a mask and slipped into the treatment room.

Liu Banxia also walked in, hands behind his back, getting his first look at the perpetrator.

He was still high; it was unclear how much he’d taken. He was muttering incomprehensible gibberish.

"Qing Kewa, I’ll stabilize his head. You just focus on suturing," Liu Banxia said, walking over and firmly gripping the patient’s head.

"Dr. Liu, how much anesthetic should we give a patient like this?" Qing Kewa asked.

"Just a normal dose for local anesthesia," Liu Banxia replied casually.

Qing Kewa nodded, drew lidocaine into a syringe, and began injecting it around the patient’s wound.

The injections were somewhat painful, and the patient tried to struggle, but he found he couldn’t move his head at all.

Liu Banxia was genuinely angry. He held the patient’s head firmly, using considerable force.

Seeing that Liu Banxia had the patient’s head securely immobilized, Qing Kewa tore open a suture pack and began. She used the most basic surgical suture technique, and Liu Banxia was very satisfied.

"Alright, Brother Wei, you can arrange for his examinations now," Liu Banxia said when he came out.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, where are you?" At this moment, a middle-aged woman rushed in from the entrance of the emergency room.

"Are you Wang Yu’s relative?" a police officer asked, approaching her.

"I am, I’m Xiaoyu’s mother. Where is he? Is he badly hurt?" the middle-aged woman asked hurriedly.

"Your son is suspected of driving under the influence and hit-and-run. After his physical examination, we will place him under administrative detention. The victim he struck is currently receiving treatment here. You will need to cover the medical expenses, which might also help in obtaining some leniency from the victim’s family," the officer said.

"We’ll cover it, we’ll cover it! No matter how much, we’ll cover it. Can I see Xiaoyu?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"He just finished getting sutures. You can see him, but it’s best not to have physical contact," the officer said after a moment’s thought.

When she saw Wang Yu’s actual condition, she cried hysterically, but no one sympathized with her. It was clear her family was well-off; her handbag and clothes were not cheap. Her attitude wasn’t bad either; she agreed to cover the patient’s medical expenses. But it just proves the saying: a doting mother spoils the child. Perhaps it was precisely her indulgence that led Wang Yu to get involved with these things. If you think about it, it’s a simple truth. In this country, most people who use these drugs are wealthy because only the rich can afford such high consumption. Then they use it to attract women. As for someone like me getting involved, I was already stressed about repaying my Ant Credit Pay and Ant Cash Now loans a while back. What would I even use to play?

Just as they were escorting Wang Yu to the radiology department, not even three meters out, Wang Yu’s legs gave out, and he crumpled to the floor, pulling down the officer escorting him.

"Wang Yu, get up! Don’t try to act up here!" the officer who rushed over shouted.

"Wait a minute," Liu Banxia suddenly called out.

He had noticed Wang Yu’s legs were behaving abnormally; it didn’t seem like he was faking or throwing a tantrum, but rather that he couldn’t control his legs.

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At this point, Wei Yuan also noticed something was wrong with Wang Yu’s condition. He and Liu Banxia carried Wang Yu to a nearby hospital bed. A simple patellar reflex test showed no response in his legs.

However, Wang Yu was still high and completely oblivious to his physical condition.

"Inject one unit of naloxone," Liu Banxia said, then looked at the accompanying officer. "For now, we can only make a preliminary diagnosis. Whether he needs to be hospitalized will depend on the examination results. It’s highly probable his spine was injured in the car accident."

The officer nodded.

"Doctor, Doctor, what’s wrong with Xiaoyu?" Xiaoyu’s mother finally reacted.

"Please don’t worry yet. We will conduct a thorough examination. First an X-ray, then a head and spinal MRI," Liu Banxia said.

"Doctor, you have to save Xiaoyu! He’s our only son!" Xiaoyu’s mother cried.

"Please be assured, in the hospital, we treat everyone equally," Liu Banxia promised.

No matter what Xiaoyu had done before, he was now in the hospital, and the hospital had to treat him. Moreover, his current concern wasn’t just Wang Yu, but also the patient in the ICU upstairs. The worry was that Wang Yu’s mother, seeing her son like this, might refuse to cover the other patient’s expenses—such things happened often.

Naloxone took effect quickly. For now, they could only rely on imaging to check for intracranial hemorrhage or lumbar spine damage. Liu Banxia wasn’t worried about the cervical spine; if there had been significant damage there, Wang Yu wouldn’t have been able to move around as much as he had.

"What a mess. Why didn’t you just palpate his spine directly?" Wei Yuan asked after Wang Yu was sent for the examinations.

"The imaging is more accurate. Perhaps a fracture is compressing a nerve. We’ll have to wait for the scans. It’s quite worrying," Liu Banxia said.

"Brother Liu, what happened here? Why so many police officers?" Qiu Mingyuan strolled over at this moment.

"Is your sister’s surgery done?" Liu Banxia asked.

"It’s done. Director Hu said it was very successful. My dad and my aunt have taken her to the colorectal ward to rest," Qiu Mingyuan said.

"That’s good; children recover quickly. Watch her closely later, don’t let her pick at it. I’ll change her dressing tomorrow," Liu Banxia said with a smile.

Just as he finished speaking, his phone rang again. Seeing it was Xu Guosheng, he quickly answered, "Brother Xu, is the patient showing improvement?"

"His condition has worsened. He’s already on the membrane lung machine. The latest X-ray shows diffuse airway disease. His blood oxygen level is currently stable, but if it drops further, it will be truly problematic. I’ve already told the ICU staff to inform you of any changes," Xu Guosheng said.

"Thanks, Brother Xu. That’s all for now then," Liu Banxia replied.

It was indeed developing in the direction he least wanted to see. The membrane lung machine was merely an auxiliary measure. This was truly troublesome now.