Chapter 8

In the end, Zheng Peilin could only helplessly accompany the two to get a CT scan, as she was also on her way to get one herself, as the doctor had prescribed it for her.

Amidst the noise and clamor, the three arrived at the radiology department of the city people's hospital.

For Zheng Peilin, the CT scan was no big deal. Although it was her first time, she thought, "If you haven't eaten pork, haven't you at least seen pigs walk?" So she didn't feel anything special at all.

However, Yan Xiaokai felt very special, novel, puzzled, excited, and a bit scared, because lying on that thing really felt like lying in a coffin.

Half an hour later, the results of both reports came out.

Zheng Peilin, who was in excruciating pain, had no issues. Her pelvis, sacrum, and lumbar vertebrae showed no signs of damage, only a slight contusion of the soft tissue.

However, Yan Xiaokai, who only felt his head would explode when he thought, had a serious problem. The report read: "Irregular high-density shadow seen in the right thalamus and posterior limb of the internal capsule, approximately 30*24*25 cm in size, with slightly blurred lesion boundaries, surrounding low-density edema, mild compression and narrowing of the right lateral ventricle, patchy low-density in the right frontal lobe and left frontal lobe, and punctate low-density in the pons. The density of the remaining brain tissue is normal, the bilateral cerebral hemispheres are symmetrical, and the midline structures are centrally located. CT impression: Consider right thalamus and posterior limb of the internal capsule hemorrhage into the ventricle."

This result was completely incomprehensible to the three, but from the description, the problem seemed significant. Even Yan Xiaokai realized that this was probably not a minor issue.

Originally, Zheng Peilin had not taken it seriously at all, but now she was panicked because she never expected a few light hits to cause such a problem. She didn't have time to argue about who was right or wrong and quickly went back to the emergency surgery with the two to find the four-eyed doctor.

After looking at the examination results, the four-eyed doctor was silent for a long time. He alternated between looking at the report and Yan Xiaokai, his eyes filled with doubt and surprise, but he remained silent.

Yan Xiaokai, feeling anxious, finally asked, "Doctor, what's the situation with me?"

The four-eyed doctor, instead of answering, asked, "When did you get hit on the head?"

Yan Xiaokai thought for a moment and said, "Between Shen and You hours!"

The four-eyed doctor widened his eyes, "What, what?"

Zheng Peilin gave Yan Xiaokai a light glare and explained to the doctor, "Between 4:30 and 5:00 PM!"

The four-eyed doctor looked at his watch, "It's only been a little over two hours. How is that possible? Were you unconscious at the time?"

Zheng Peilin said, "He was unconscious, but only for a few minutes."

The four-eyed doctor asked, "Are you sure?"

Zheng Peilin nodded, "Sure!"

The four-eyed doctor asked again, "Are you really sure?"

Zheng Peilin, angry, stomped her foot. Did this need any proof?

Yan Xiaokai slowly interjected, "It was her who hit me, how could she not be sure?"

The four-eyed doctor widened his eyes and looked at Zheng Peilin, then muttered, "This is impossible, there's no reason for it. Patients with brainstem hemorrhage usually go into a coma, especially with such severe bleeding. How could he only be unconscious for a few minutes and then be standing here fine?"

The four-eyed doctor seemed to be talking to himself, but also to the three, and what he said was completely incomprehensible to them.

Zheng Peilin couldn't help but ask, "Doctor, what's impossible? What's the situation with him now?"

The four-eyed doctor came to his senses, adjusted his glasses, and cleared his throat, "Based on my judgment and the CT results, this is a brainstem hemorrhage caused by trauma, and the amount of bleeding exceeds 20 milliliters. According to theory, this young man should already be dead!"

"Ah?" This time, not only Zheng Peilin and Bi Yuntao were shocked, but even Yan Xiaokai was shocked, because this doctor was really too skilled, able to determine that someone was already dead.

Seeing their reactions, the four-eyed doctor quickly pressed his hands in the air, "Don't be nervous. I'm referring to the general theory of brainstem hemorrhage. Brainstem hemorrhage is a severe neurological emergency with a poor prognosis and high mortality rate. For bleeding less than 15 milliliters, the mortality rate is around 17.1%. For bleeding over 15 milliliters, the mortality rate is around 81.8%. For bleeding over 20 milliliters, it's not 100%, but at least 99%. This young man is still alive, and he looks fine, which is truly incredible and a miracle in medical history."

The three listened as if in a dream, completely unable to understand what he was saying, but they knew that something miraculous had happened to Yan Xiaokai.

Finally, Zheng Peilin interrupted, "Doctor, just say it simply. What's the situation with my classmate?"

The four-eyed doctor thought for a moment and said, "To put it simply, your classmate has a hematoma in his brain the size of a watermelon!"

The three were shocked again, stunned for a long time.

Zheng Peilin carefully examined Yan Xiaokai's head and murmured, "Doctor, his head doesn't seem as big as a watermelon. How can there be a hematoma the size of a watermelon?"

The four-eyed doctor corrected her seriously, "Please note, I'm referring to the shape, not the size!"

The three were sweating profusely. Why don't you explain it clearly? Are you trying to scare us to death?

Zheng Peilin asked again, "How big is the hematoma exactly?"

The four-eyed doctor gestured, "About the size of an egg."

The three sweat again. Why didn't you just say it's the size of an egg? Why mention a watermelon?

Zheng Peilin asked again, "Is this serious?"

The four-eyed doctor pondered and said, "This... is hard to say!"

Zheng Peilin asked, "Why is it hard to say?"

The four-eyed doctor said, "It should be very serious, extremely serious, but now it's not serious. So I don't know if it's serious or not."

The three were stunned. Is it serious, serious, or serious?

The four-eyed doctor explained, "On the positive side, if the hematoma can be absorbed on its own, then it's not a big problem. However, the probability of spontaneous absorption in brainstem hemorrhage is very low. Usually, it doesn't absorb and instead expands, which would be a big problem."

Zheng Peilin, scared, asked tightly, "Doctor, can the hematoma be surgically removed?"

The four-eyed doctor shook his head.

The three asked together, "Can't it be surgically removed?"

The four-eyed doctor said, "No, it's hard to say!"

The three sweat profusely again. Always hard to say, hard to say. Can't you say something more straightforward?

The four-eyed doctor said, "First, this is a brainstem hemorrhage with such a large amount of bleeding. According to theory, he should already be... gone. But he's not. Second, apart from the brain symptoms, he has no other issues. I just checked his blood pressure, limbs, and various reactions, and they all seem normal. Apart from talking nonsense, there's really nothing wrong."

Zheng Peilin asked dryly, "So, what's your opinion, doctor?"

The four-eyed doctor said, "My opinion..."

The three waited for a while, but there was no follow-up, and the four-eyed doctor's expression became awkward and complex.

Zheng Peilin couldn't help but ask again, "Doctor, what's your opinion?"

The four-eyed doctor said slowly, "Cough, this disease is beyond my understanding, so I suggest you go to the neurosurgery department on the ninth floor to see an expert."

The three: "..."

Leaving the four-eyed doctor's office, the three walked to the corridor, their eyes meeting each other. Thinking about what the doctor had said, their hearts became heavy, especially Zheng Peilin, who felt both sad and guilty. This was not the outcome she wanted.

Bi Yuntao spoke first, "Zheng Peilin, what do we do now?"

Zheng Peilin knew that now was not the time to shirk responsibility. The only way was to actively and positively solve the problem. Although Yan Xiaokai was not someone she liked, he was still a living person, and she didn't want to become a murderer, burdened with a severe psychological shadow.

After much thought, she finally said, "Yan Xiaokai, don't worry. Since this is my fault, I will take full responsibility. My aunt is a doctor here, working in the neurosurgery department. Let's go up and see her and see what she says."

The two nodded and were about to go with her to the neurosurgery department when they heard a very obnoxious voice coming from a consultation room.

"Damn it, it's just a wrist dislocation, what's so hard to treat? If you can't do it, why are you a doctor? I'll tell you, my father is the deputy director of the health bureau, and your Director Pang often visits my house to give gifts to my father. If you don't treat me, I'll get you fired."

Hearing this voice, the three almost stopped in their tracks. They all recognized the familiar voice as Lin Weike's.

As soon as he heard this voice, Bi Yuntao's anger flared up, and he was ready to rush into the consultation room to confront him.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaokai quickly held him back, "Brother Bi, hold on!"

Bi Yuntao, furious, said, "Xiaokai, he's done this to you, and you can still hold back?"

Yan Xiaokai shook his head and whispered, "Brother Bi, don't be hasty, let's wait a bit!"

Bi Yuntao, stomping his foot, had never seen such a wimpy man—

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