Chapter 642: Chapter 583: External Aid_2 Chapter 642: Chapter 583: External Aid_2 “He sees the opening, takes a jump shot, scores!”

“The girls out there are going crazy, it’s getting out of hand, guards, call the guards, don’t let the girls invade the court.”

Song Zimo suddenly jumps and shoots under the opponent’s intense defense, scoring.

The girls’ screams outside the court drown everything, and the situation is dangerously out of control.

Dean Xia, looking at Yang Ping who keeps marking him, has received the ball several times, but dared not charge, indeed he’s afraid his tank-like charge might hurt Yang Ping.

“Why are you always focusing on me?”

Dean Xia grumpily says.

Yang Ping doesn’t say a word, he just sticks to him like a shadow.

Yang Ping doesn’t care anymore, if he doesn’t control him, they can’t play this game.

Perhaps he is indeed worried about hurting Yang Ping, he wants to charge several times, but then gives up.

“The Blue Team’s defense is very successful, Mr. O’Neal seems rather quiet, not pulling off any overpowering moves!”

“Oh, no —- he’s not performing an overpowering offence.”

“It’s Professor Yang’s ball, he decisively takes a shot, he’s going for a three-pointer, is he aiming for a fixed-point shot? Good, he shoots, the ball spins around the basket, it’s still spinning, what’s up, it’s still spinning!”

“Rukawa Kaede! He arrives, like a flash of lightning, he pushes the ball into the basket, scores.”

“It’s peculiar, just now O’Neal from the Red Team did not interfere at all, allowing the Blue Team to aim and shoot without concern.”

“It seems O’Neal is running out of stamina.”

Liang Fatty starts limping and his stamina can’t keep up with the others, he’s a bit of a drag on the court now.

“Fatty, what’s up?” Yang Ping sees him in pain.

“Gout attack!” Fatty grimaces in pain.

“Unexpected incident on the Blue Team’s anesthesiology expert Professor Liang Ruohua, did he twist his ankle? The Blue Team requests a timeout to substitute.”

“Professor Liang sits on the ground, is he getting ready to have a smoke before continuing to fight?”

“Take Fatty away!”

Song Zimo calls out, two assistants from Comprehensive Surgery Department, two interns run over.

“Where’s Li Guodong? Where’s Li Guodong?”

“He’s in the ward, he can’t get away!”

Besides Li Guodong, no one else can be substituted, Xu Zhiliang just got off court to rest.

If it really won’t work, let Xu Zhiliang go back on the court, there’s a manpower crunch.

With the support of two people, Professor Zhang ran over: “Fatty, how are you, are you alright?”

Director Gao, who serves as the court doctor, also follows.

Fatty wipes off his sweat: “I’m fine! Old Gao, give me a cortisone shot.”

Dean Xia can’t bear to look and instructs those young men who came up to replace to play more gently.

“Change a player, don’t force yourself!” Professor Zhang suggests.

Fatty shakes his head: “It’s gout, not an injury. Just administer a cortisone shot for pain relief, hurry up, don’t waste time.”

Director Gao immediately instructs a young doctor: “Go get the medicine, one vial of Nalbuphine, Dexamethasone, and Saline, prepare the medication, get ready for the cortisone!”

Everyone helps Fatty sit back down.

Anyway, there’s no rush, everyone takes a break, waits for this side to get ready before starting again.

Dean Xia also comes over to check on Fatty, Fatty waves him off, saying it’s not a big deal.

“cigarette, give me a cigarette, let me have a puff!”

At this moment Fatty hasn’t forgotten to smoke, indeed, his intern stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, lit it, and he took a puff, waiting for Director Gao to give him the cortisone shot.

The host on the stage begins to jest.

“Professor Liang is indeed addicted to cigarettes, he’s really smoking, so composed, everyone is waiting for him to finish his smoke before they start the game again, what a heartwarming and humanized scene, that’s what we are in Sanbo.”

“Who’s that? Carrying a gigantic backpack, it’s the biggest backpack I’ve ever seen.”

“A foreigner? Could this be the Blue Team’s foreign aid.”

“Professor! Professor! Professor—” Robert finally squeezed in after a lot of difficulty and finally saw Yang Ping.

“Radish Head?”

“Oh, Professor, I’ve missed you.”

Robert tightly grasped Yang Ping’s hand.

Upon seeing Robert, Zhang Lin looked as though he’d seen a savior: “Quick, quick, get changed and join the game.”

According to the rules of the game, doctors specializing in each department can play, but the number can’t exceed two.

“You play basketball?” Yang Ping didn’t know that Robert had this talent.

Robert put down his huge backpack: “Harvard basketball star, participated in the NBA draft. Just the other day, I was ordered by Professor Zhang to come and help. The place is bustling, there’s a sea of people, shoulder to shoulder.”

“Change your clothes quickly! Take him to get changed.” Song Zimo heard that Robert could play, it was the perfect opportunity to replace Fatty.

Robert stripped off his coat and trousers in front of everyone, revealing a set of blue basketball uniform and basketball shoes underneath, ready to hit the court at any moment.

“The situation has taken a subtle turn, that foreign player, he’s truly a professional, the referee is now checking his identity, and there seem to be no issues.”

“This shift isn’t subtle at all, judging from the scenario, the foreign player has a certain prowess.”

“The game continues.”

Fatty, no longer needing to put on a brave front, was carried off the court. After the pause, the game resumed immediately.

“This foreign player’s jersey number is 23, O’Neal has a match now. Judging from their physique, they’re closely matched.”

“Foreign player receives the ball, wow, dribbling, spinning, penetrating, attacking, layup, dunk…”

“It’s exciting, this foreign player is truly a champion,”
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Regarding Li Jun’s condition, Li Guodong never dared to relax.

He didn’t dare to go to the court, he just stayed in the ward, checking on Li Jun every few minutes.

“Dr. Li, Dr. Li–”
“What’s wrong?”

“The patient in bed 1 says he has chest pain, the blood oxygen has dropped again.”

The nurse hurried over, Li Guodong sprung up like a spring, rushing to the ward.

Li Jun’s face color was not good, breathing a bit heavily, Qin Xiaowei constantly touched his chest, comforting him.

Chest pain, unstable blood oxygen, Li Guodong stooped down to auscultate the heart and lungs, there were no symptoms of heart failure; it must be a pulmonary embolism.

The worst fear for an orthopedic doctor is a pulmonary embolism, a life-threatening pulmonary embolism is very difficult to save, highly aggressive.

“Emergency CT scan of the chest, quick! Call for an urgent consult from Respiratory!”

Now, in the ward, Li Guodong is the backbone, he made a decisive decision, delegating tasks to several standardized training students.

“You go to the court and report to Professor Yang, tell him that Li Jun is suspected of having a pulmonary embolism, we are now pushing to do an emergency CT.”

As an intern did not have much clinical work capability, he could only assist with running errands at this time, unlike the standardized training students who had some clinical work capabilities.

Li Guodong personally pushed Li Jun to the CT room for an emergency lung scan.

The hospital’s resident in Respiratory Medicine rushed to the CT room directly, reading the images together with the radiologist.

Indeed, it was a pulmonary embolism!

A branch of the pulmonary artery was partially blocked with a clot, which, like a blizzard, was rushing to the trunk of the pulmonary artery ready to quickly block the main stream.

After viewing the CT images, the respiratory doctor made the decision immediately: “To save a life, we can only take the risk, immediately interventional thrombolysis is necessary! And we must be quick!”

Moved from the CT table to the stretcher, Ajun gasped, as if he would stop breathing at any moment, the oxygen level in his blood had now dropped to eighty percent.

He grabbed Qin Xiaowei’s hand, his face pale, he wanted to say something, but could not speak.

“Don’t be afraid, Ajun, don’t be afraid, I’m here!”

Qin Xiaowei clutched Ajun’s hand tightly, very decisive.

“We agree to the emergency intervention.”

Because Ajun had experienced pulmonary embolism once before during hemodialysis, that time it was relatively mild, and oxygen administration relieved it. But the doctor said that if it was a fatal pulmonary embolism and without emergency intervention for thrombolysis, it would be hard to save him.

Not many hospitals have the capacity for emergency rapid intervention and thrombolysis.

With the agreement from the patient and the family.

Li Guodong immediately made the decision not to wait, but to send him for interventional thrombolysis right away. He immediately called for help from the Intervention Department, contacting the surgical operator, and reporting the medical condition.

They didn’t dare to waste a single second here, pushing Li Jun towards the Intervention Department.

A resident doctor, who could be so calm and decisive, was very rare.

Li Guodong, in Comprehensive Surgery, had learned a lot from Yang Ping, including calmness and decisiveness.

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