Chapter 5 Pneumonectomy

She took a few steps, and when she entered the door, she saw a skinny middle-aged man with a sallow face and dying lying on the couch. He was clearly ill in the cream shortage, and his life was not long. Where was there a trace of heroic bearing that once denounced Fang Qiu and was all-powerful? The indoor air was cloudy, and Shangguan frowned. "Open all the windows, the air quality in the room is so poor, which is not good for patients." Before the master ordered, a servant had already opened the window, and a cool air blew in, which made the room refreshed a lot. Shangguan Yue stepped forward, and a servant moved a chair to let her sit down and feel the pulse for Hou Ye. Princess Royal was worried. "Dr. Yue, can Hou Ye still save this disease?" "Hou Ye's long-term low fever is accompanied by night sweats. The sputum coughed up a few days ago has blood, which shows that it is the advanced stage of tuberculosis, that is, tuberculosis." "Hou Ye disease is indeed so, too hospital doctor also said is tuberculosis. Everyone said that tuberculosis is incurable. Can Dr. Yue have a way?" Shangguan Yue did not answer her question, but said lightly, "Princess Royal can rest assured that Hou Ye's life will be handed over to me?" "What do you mean?" Princess Royal is puzzled. Xiao Xianfeng was extremely clever and quickly grasped the meaning of Shangguan Yue's words. "Dr. Yue, the Imperial Doctor of the Imperial Hospital has long decided that my father is hopeless. He invited you from Peach Blossom Castle and entrusted your father's life to you. Naturally, there is nothing to worry about." Princess Royal was already in tears at this moment. "Please ask Dr. Yue to let go of the treatment. If anything happens, it is also the fate of Hou Ye. I won't blame you." "I have a habit of treating diseases, that is, I don't like people present. Princess Royal won't mind?" Princess Royal said in a busy voice, "Don't mind, don't mind, Fenger, let everyone quit, and no one is allowed to disturb Dr. Yue's treatment." It is only a matter of the last century that tuberculosis, a stubborn disease, was conquered by human beings. It is not surprising that Daliang Guotai can't cure it, but it is not difficult in Shangguan Yue's hands. It's just that Xiao Tingxuan's disease has dragged on for too long, and it will take some hands and feet to cure it. When everyone left the room, Shangguan Yue took out the stethoscope, X-ray machine and other inspection instruments from the virtual space in no hurry, and carefully checked for him. The examination results are similar to Guan Yue's initial diagnosis. In the late stage of pulmonary tuberculosis, the left lung is necrotic. There is no second way except to remove the necrotic part surgically. Fortunately, virtual space surgery equipment is readily available, so it is not difficult to do such a pneumonectomy. Without an assistant, Shangguan Yue disinfected, anesthetized, operated and sutured alone. Although it was much slower than in previous lives, the operation went smoothly. When she finished the last stitch for Xiao Tingxuan and bandaged the wound, she heaved a sigh of relief. After hanging intravenous drip for Xiao Tingxuan, she opened the door and told anxious Princess Royal and Xiao Xianfeng. "Princess Royal, Hou Ye is fine now, you can come in."