Ningcheng Third People's Hospital, Resuscitation Room.
Doctor Zhu Zhu and several nurses were helping Ai Xiaoya restore her vital signs. They could not understand why a vegetative state patient who had been stable for three years had suddenly taken a turn for the worse at this very moment.
It was as if all the stability of the past three years had been preparing for this moment.
As her vital signs dropped to a critical point, Zhu Zhu said to the assistant beside him, "Issue a critical condition notice."
"Doctor Zhu, someone named Li Xia wants to come in."
At those words, Zhu Zhu's eyes lit up. He immediately said, "Let her in."
Li Xia was an exceptionally outstanding student at Jiang University Medical School. Even the renowned Neurology Department doctor from Jiang Medical University Affiliated Hospital and Judy, an internationally acclaimed neurology doctor, had nothing but praise for her.
Though she was only a student, she understood the patient better than anyone here, and her medical skills in neurology were also the finest.
Before long, Li Xia entered the Resuscitation Room at a brisk pace, dressed in sterile clothing and wearing a mask.
"What's the situation?"
Li Xia looked utterly calm. She did not panic in the slightest just because she knew Ai Xiaoya. The instant she entered the Resuscitation Room, her demeanor changed drastically. She looked every bit like a professional doctor.
No... perhaps during those two years in Britain, she had already become a professional doctor.
"We don't know. There were no warning signs, and we can't find a reason. The patient's vital signs were only declining slowly at first, but now she's practically at death's door. We can only keep her alive by injecting adrenaline..."
In medicine, the most terrifying thing was not illness itself, but being