Chapter 22 Chapter Twenty Two

The case is broken.Everyone was busy happily, and even Wang Ju got drunk on the day of the celebration.He led a large group of people to the restaurant. Some colleagues said that wearing a police uniform and drinking so blatantly would have a bad effect?Wang Ju's neck twitched and said, "I'm going to have a drink with arrogance today!" When drinking that day, Director Wang didn't realize that what I poured him was wine, and all the other colleagues poured boiled water.The next day the bonus was paid, I was one hundred less than others, I thought it was the accountant who made a mistake, but after asking, I realized that it was specially explained by Bureau Wang, and he used the one hundred yuan to buy coffee for everyone to drink.It wasn't until I got the pack of Nestle that I realized that it wasn't that Wang Ju didn't realize that I was fooling him, but that he just wanted to get drunk.

I was not happy at all.With so many dead, including Lao Zheng, their lives could no longer be saved.The office that used to be so lively is now empty, and I am the only one left.I think I can often hear their voices, Xiao Rui's charming, and Lao Zheng's hearty.The imprints of their lives are left in this room, but everything has gone away from me, including the warmth they once brought me.I really want to talk to someone, and I really want to ask my wife who has been studying abroad for many years to come back. I feel like a child who needs warmth and hugs. The weather was getting colder, I wanted to put on the quilt in the duty room, and inexplicably took out Lao Zheng's old quilt that was so thin that it could see through from under the bed.I suddenly understood that there may be a reason why Lao Zheng has been using this old quilt: Sleeping too warm is easy to sleep too deadly, and it is not easy for the police on duty to wake him up; Easy to catch a cold.

That night I lay in the duty room, covered my body with the quilt that Lao Zheng had used, feeling the faint smell of tobacco and the residual body temperature of Lao Zheng.I felt a kind of warmth, but at the same time I was very confused. I couldn't sleep all the time, and my mind was always thinking wildly.For a while it was Lao Zheng, for a while it was Xiao Rui, and for a while it was the murderer again.I have read all the file materials of the murderer, but when everything is presented in front of me, I am even more confused.Maybe this is the so-called "the more I know, the less I understand".

The murderer lost his father when he was very young, and his mother was withdrawn and stubborn. Although the family was poor, she still tried her best to support him in school.He is also very competitive, and people with excellent grades are also sensible.If things develop like this, there will be nothing later. In junior high school, a girl from a wealthy family but with a rebellious personality entered his life.A hazy and youthful feeling slowly grew in the hearts of the two, but things did not develop as expected. After the girl transferred to another school, she lost contact with him.When we met again, the youth's innocence was gone, he was still a good student, but the girl became a problem child who made adults look sideways and headache.What made him even more unexpected was that the girl fell in love with the teacher at the school, was expelled, and begged him to help teach that wicked person a lesson.

When he arrived at the teacher's house, he was furious at the rudeness and slander of the girl by the man with a family and a family, so he slapped it down with a brick.But the girl died a few months later on the hospital bed where the labor was induced, covered in blood, and he was the only one beside her. Back home, my mother couldn't hide her disappointment and anger with him, and her mother hated that girl even more, that woman she called "shameless".The next day, he found his mother lying in front of the stove, her whole body was already cold and stiff. I can outline the psychological trajectory of the murderer as described in the textbook: the bereavement of the father-the lonely mother-the rebellious youth-the green first love-the death of the lover-the death of the mother.The mother's death rebuilt the mother's behavior-guiding function, which made him hate all shameless women extremely, and wished for them to die.This shows that he is actually very filial, perhaps more filial than most of us. A filial person is not too bad at all, but he has suffered too much psychological blow, and his mother appeared in his morbid fantasy.Ask yourself, what is the difference between yourself and a pervert in the depths of your heart?Many people can't answer this question.We all have what he has, rebellious adolescence, green first love.Some were even more irritable than he was.Perhaps the biggest difference between us and him is that we are not as unlucky as him. If I was still hit by the death of my father, lover and mother when I was still a teenager, I would not be able to guarantee that I would not leave some psychological barriers.Not to mention the teenage years, right now, Lao Zheng and Xiao Rui have no blood relationship with me, am I about to suffer?

I just thought about it all night.After dawn, Wang Ju came to me and said that he would give me credit.I said no, this case was broken by Lao Zheng, so you can help him report it as a martyr.Director Wang hesitated, I knew he remembered the matter of accepting bribes, and was worried that someone would gossip.I said, "Lao Zheng is a man." Ju Wang fell silent. Maybe God felt too cruel to us, and he finally showed us his kind side.Xiao Rui sent me a text message that day: "Brother Hao, I found my bone marrow ligand. Guess who it is? Lao Zheng's wife. Do you think I should go for a bone marrow transplant?"

I couldn't believe the good news.Why is there hope at this time, when she and I have given up hope?And what a coincidence, the ligand is Lao Zheng's wife?This sort of thing should only happen in fiction.But I didn't care about doubts anymore, and only sent one word: "Do it." Perhaps my answer was too quick, and Xiao Rui wondered if I had made careful consideration, or she was still struggling in her own heart, so she sent another text message: "I may die." I knew what she was saying was that she had allergies and the chances of a successful transplant were low.The so-called bone marrow transplant is to kill all the bone marrow cells in Xiaorui's body, including tumor cells and non-tumor cells.Once the transplant is unsuccessful, Xiao Rui has no way out. Her own bone marrow cells are gone, and the newly transplanted ones will not survive. She has no chance and will die of anemia, infection or bleeding.

Deciding to transplant is tantamount to breaking the boat, and the chances of success are extremely slim.Medical knowledge tells us that allergies are a contraindication for bone marrow transplantation due to too strong rejection of foreign bodies, and there is almost no possibility of success. But I decided to let her do it anyway.I replied: "You have already died once, what are you afraid of?" Xiao Rui was still a little hesitant, and she replied, "Would it be bad for Lao Zheng's wife? I'm a little embarrassed." Very kind woman.When I live and die, I still worry about whether I will bring harm to others.My heart moved, and I simply replied: "No. You understand."

I know she will understand what I mean.Now the technology for bone marrow transplantation to extract donor bone marrow is very mature. In the past, it was necessary to drill a small hole in the donor bone to extract bone marrow, which was undoubtedly scary and painful.But it is not necessary now, as long as a little blood is drawn, it will not be more than the dose required for blood donation, and the hospital only extracts useful cells, and 99% of the drawn blood is useless for bone marrow transplantation but useful for the provider. Give it back to him. Therefore, the current bone marrow transplantation is no longer painful, and the impact on the donor's body is also very small, which is much smaller than a blood donation.

Xiao Rui didn't think much about it this time, and quickly replied, "I'll listen to you." There is a faint warm current surging in my heart, but it is not that Xiaorui finally has hope, this hope is too slim, it looks more like a trap than hope, I feel warm because Xiaorui and I are connected with each other. I decided not to be by her side when she needed it most.What Xiaorui needs is not a doctor or a nurse, but a strong psychological support, which only I can do. I don't want any emergency situation on the scene to affect my rationality and strength. Now that the decision has been made, the first step I will take is to force her to eat more before the bone marrow transplantation. Once the operation starts, all her bone marrow cells will be killed by super-dose chemotherapy and radiotherapy, and she will not be able to eat any at that time. thing.So I took the trouble to force her to eat all the time.I changed her original three meals a day to four or even five.She was really obedient this time, and she actually gained three kilograms before chemotherapy and radiotherapy started.

A few kilograms of weight gain is insignificant for a normal person, but for me and Xiao Rui, this is an important victory. Since I had rehearsed all the possibilities 1,000 times in my mind, when the high-dose chemotherapy and radiotherapy started, she vomited so much that she even vomited blood, I didn't feel any pity.I just asked her coldly after half an hour if she had finished vomiting, and you can start eating after vomiting.When the intern told me that Xiao Rui had really struggled with the bowl of preserved egg and lean pork porridge for 3 hours, I felt not sour but happy. Anyway, she finally ate a little. One day, the intern secretly told me that Xiao Rui was crying, and that she had lost her last few hairs due to radiotherapy.I told Xiao Rui: Buy a hat and put it on, and I promise I won’t come to see you until your hair grows back.This is the first time since Xiao Rui was ill that she shed tears secretly, which proves from one aspect how important this hair is to her. I took advantage of this and stimulated Xiao Rui to say that her only chance now is to work hard to get better. When she gets better, she won't need radiotherapy and her hair will grow back. Otherwise, she will still be bald when she dies. Xiao Rui still refused to let it go, and began to blame the doctor in a rambunctious manner.She said that she had told the doctor not to use such a large radiation dose, and it was impossible to keep hair with such a large dose. I recklessly defended the doctor: It is already very difficult to do bone marrow transplantation in the case of Xiaorui, whose tumor cells have already metastasized. The cells will still make a comeback, so what's the point of doing a bone marrow transplant then? Such an explanation made Xiao Rui speechless, but she still told me angrily that she was going to ask the intern to secretly put a diuretic in Dr. Hao's cup to give him a good treatment.I angrily and amusedly asked why.Xiao Rui gave me a ridiculous answer: Dr. Hao smiled maliciously when he found her hair fell out during the rounds this morning, and touched her bald head and said, "You can learn from the oil!" I finally laughed out loud.So, I chattered with Xiaorui all morning to discuss how to perfect the details of her crime, and enjoyed the results of the crime together with her.But what made us depressed was that Dr. Hao was not sensitive to diuretics at all. The effect of drinking it was extremely insignificant, and the frequency of going to the toilet to urinate did not seem to increase at all. Three days later, when Xiao Rui told me that she would be admitted to the isolation ward the next day, I was very calm and just checked again whether she had a cold or had boils.You must know that radiotherapy killed all of Xiao Rui's bone marrow cells, and her immunity was almost zero at this time, and any insignificant infection would kill her.Then, I told her to take the psp and mobile phone into the sterile ward if you can. Xiao Rui smiled at the other end, and she said that she was planning to sneak these two things in.She just sent this text message, and sent another one a while later, telling me that she thought it would be fine to put these two things in a sterile bag, but Dr. Hao insisted on soaking them in complex iodine. Has Dr. Hao discovered that her prank is taking revenge on her? The psp is okay, she has already been equipped with an imported waterproof case, but the phone is terrible now, dripping iodine complex, I don't know if it can be turned on tomorrow. I smile slightly.In fact, this cannot be blamed on Dr. Hao, it is probably the first time he has encountered a patient who insisted on bringing these two things into the isolation ward.I proudly told Xiaorui to ask Dr. Hao to soak it for a while and disinfect it thoroughly. If it breaks, I will buy her a new one and guarantee that it will be delivered on the same day. Although Xiao Rui and I tried our best to talk about some light topics, I still had some insomnia that night.The next day, at the last minute before she was going to be admitted to the isolation ward, I sent her a text message, five simple words: "To be with you." Xiao Rui's reply was simpler, with only one "um", a simple word is worth a thousand words. My heart boils.Don Quixote, rise up and fight! I imagined myself as Don Quixote.I held the shield in my left hand and carefully hid Xiao Rui and me behind, while the spear in my right hand beat the shield mightily and rhythmically.I am always ready to charge and give the enemy a fatal blow, but I am hesitant to make a move because I know that I only have one chance. I knew that this decisive battle must be tragic, but I didn't know that it would be so tragic that it was beyond the imagination of any professional doctor in advance. I know very well that Xiaorui's transplantation cannot go smoothly, because she has an allergic constitution, and it is difficult for other people's hematopoietic cells to grow in her body, so her white blood cells, red blood cells and platelets were surprisingly low on the tenth day after the operation, without any increase I wasn't disappointed when the signs came, silently preparing for worse. On the afternoon of the eleventh day, she started to have a high fever, which quickly exceeded 40 degrees. Her mind began to blur, and she fell into a coma. She could not contact me. In the early morning of the twelfth day, her body temperature dropped a little and her sanity became clearer. She texted me and told me she was fine.I don't take her word for it and contact her intern immediately.I briefly asked about antibiotic use and found Dr. Hao to be doing an excellent job.Although I have not met him, I believe he is a thoughtful and resolute person, and I can find these qualities from his medication style.His antibiotics were a little "hard". The intern told me that there were black spots on Xiao Rui's tongue. I knew it was a sign of fungal growth, which showed that the antibiotics were used a little too much.If the infection cannot be suppressed by using antibiotics in this way, I can only tell the interns to observe Xiaorui's monitor, especially the blood oxygen concentration, because once respiratory failure occurs, the oxygen in the blood will be insufficient first.I told the interns to prepare the ventilator. Once Xiaorui's blood oxygen concentration is lower than 94%, she can turn on the ventilator, force oxygen through the mask, and let someone from the anesthesiology department perform tracheal intubation.The intubated lungs can receive oxygen more directly, which is undoubtedly useful in preventing respiratory failure. On the afternoon of the twelfth day, I told the intern how to adjust the alarm conditions of the monitor, so that she could set the blood oxygen concentration to a certain value without staring at it all the time.She must be very tired these days, people who stare at the boring screen can easily fall asleep.I also asked her to prepare the endotracheal intubation bag and the heart triplet for resuscitating the heart and preventing respiratory arrest, and the exhalation triplet. Although it is not needed these days, it will be difficult to say in a few days. The intern was a little surprised, she wondered if it would be so serious.I said that there is no harm in being prepared in advance. I can see that the little girl still doesn't believe that things will go bad to that extent, but maybe it's Xiao Rui who blows me up too much on weekdays. Anyway, she did it. At dawn on the thirteenth day, the intern told me excitedly: Teacher Li Rui’s blood oxygen concentration was lower than 90% just now, and the monitor also alarmed. She set the ventilator to high-frequency forced replacement as I said. Don't worry, Teacher Li will be fine.Dr. Hao also came to see her, and said that there is no need for intubation, so let’s take a look at it first, and praised her for her solid basic knowledge and good job. I was not happy at all, and I didn't dare to relax a little bit. I just told her to pay close attention to the teacher's body temperature in the afternoon. When the intern told me that Xiaorui was still over 40 degrees in the afternoon and she fell asleep again, I asked her to check the prepared things again.This undoubtedly made her nervous. She asked me if it was serious. I didn't answer her. I just asked her to adjust the alarm to 90%. While ventilating, I called the anesthesiologist for intubation. At around 7 o'clock in the evening, the intern sent a text message saying: Teacher Li has inserted the tube.Now that the blood oxygen concentration has gone up, is the teacher all right?I didn't answer directly, but just said that Xiao Rui might wake up at a certain time at night, and she might be very uncomfortable. If she wakes up, no matter what time it is, call me directly. She asked me very puzzled: Why does the teacher feel uncomfortable when he wakes up?I had no choice but to tell her with a smile: If you accidentally choked a peanut into the airway, would it be uncomfortable?Now there is a hard plastic tube in Ms. Li's trachea that is thicker than a thumb and tens of centimeters. Guess what will happen when she wakes up? The intern didn't speak anymore, and I sent her another text message, telling her to eat something and take a rest while Mrs. Li is still well, and get some cloth strips from the operating room, which must be strong. She asked me if there would be a problem with the teacher if she left, and I told her no.She asked me what I wanted the strips for, but I didn't answer her, but told her to check to see if it was strong enough. At 1:30 in the middle of the night, the intern called in a panic, saying that Xiaorui had woken up and was about to pull out the tube. She couldn't hold it anymore, what should I do?I said coldly, didn't I let you take the cloth strip?First tie up your teacher's hands, and if that doesn't work, tie up your feet as well.She did so with an "oh", and then asked me what should I do?The teacher was still very uncomfortable and kept struggling. I said that I sent a text message to your teacher's mobile phone, and you show it to her in front of her eyes.What I sent was: "Xiao Rui, I don't allow you to extubate." Maybe I also felt that I was too cruel, so I added: "I'm with you."