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"Nonsense! Absolutely nonsense!"

The atmosphere in the director's office of the military region's general hospital was so heavy it was almost palpable.

Dean Liu, with his graying hair, was so angry that his hands trembled as he looked at the handwritten "prescription" handed to him by Lu Xingzhou.

"Company Commander Lu! I know your family has a deep bond with Deputy Commander Chen, but this is a matter of life and death! This is not the time for feudal superstition!"

"What dream-related remedies? What folk remedies? We are a people's hospital, a place where science prevails! You expect us to treat a deputy commander with the sleep-talking of a five-year-old? If word gets out, what will our hospital be called? A joke! A complete joke!"

Several hospital specialists and attending physicians were also sitting in the office.

Their faces were all ashen, clearly finding Lu Xingzhou's actions utterly absurd.

"Dean Liu, I understand your concerns."

Despite the accusations and questions from the people in the room, Lu Xingzhou remained unfazed.

His icy face was devoid of any extraneous expression.

"I am not here today as an officer to order you around."

"I'm just offering a possibility as a junior, a friend or family member of a patient."

"The experts here are more aware of the current situation than I am. All conventional treatments have failed. Deputy Commander Chen's condition is continuing to deteriorate."

"We're running out of time."

He paused, his deep gaze slowly sweeping over everyone present.

"Since scientific methods have reached their limit, why can't we try a 'folk' method?"

"We won. We rescued a distinguished veteran."

"Even if we lose... things won't be any worse than they are now."

His words struck everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

Yes.

The situation has gotten as bad as it can get.

If we don't find a solution soon, Deputy Commander Chen might not make it through the night.

In the office, all the experts kept their heads down and remained silent.

They knew perfectly well that Lu Xingzhou was telling the truth.

However, it is psychologically unacceptable for experts like them, who have received formal medical education, to believe in a prescription based on "dream prophecy."

This concerns their expertise and their dignity!

Just as the atmosphere was at a standstill, a bespectacled attending physician who looked to be in his thirties suddenly spoke up.

His name is Zhang Yuan. He was the chief surgeon for Deputy Commander Chen and also the head of the rescue team.

He has been under tremendous pressure these past few days and has barely slept for three days and three nights.

"Dean Liu," he said in a hoarse voice, picking up the "prescription" copied by Lu Xingzhou from the table, "I...I want to give it a try."

"Xiao Zhang! Are you crazy?!" Dean Liu looked at him in disbelief.

"Dean, I'm not crazy."

Zhang Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, but his gaze was unusually firm.

"I admit, the idea of ​​'dreaming' is absurd. But..."

He pointed to the few lines of text on the paper.

"If the lesion is not cleared, the pathogenic factors will not be eliminated; removing putrefaction and promoting new tissue growth, drainage is the best approach..."

"These two sentences have given me a lot of inspiration!"

He stood up excitedly.

"Our previous treatment was indeed a misconception! We kept thinking about using antibiotics to kill the bacteria, but we ignored the most fundamental problem—the source of the infection!"

"Although Deputy Commander Chen's appendix has been removed, due to the severity of the infection, there must still be a large amount of pus and necrotic tissue remaining inside his abdominal cavity! These things are like a 'headquarters' for bacteria! If we don't eliminate this 'headquarters,' relying solely on antibiotics to treat the symptoms on the outside will be like a drop in the ocean!"

"Furthermore, this necrotic tissue and pus can form a 'barrier,' making it difficult for antibiotics to penetrate, which may be one of the reasons for drug resistance!"

Zhang Yuan became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had suddenly unlocked his full potential.

"Therefore, I believe that the concepts of 'deep debridement' and 'continuous drainage' proposed in this prescription are entirely correct! They conform to surgical principles!"

"We must perform another surgery! To completely remove the infected lesions from the abdominal cavity!"

Zhang Yuan's words caused all the experts present to fall into deep thought.

They had to admit that Zhang Yuan's words made a lot of sense.

Their previous treatment was indeed putting the cart before the horse.

"But... the risks of a second surgery are too great!" a senior expert expressed his concern. "The patient is so weak right now; he simply can't withstand such a major ordeal!"

"I know there are risks!" Zhang Yuan said, "but we have no other choice! If we don't take a gamble, we're just waiting to die!"

Dean Liu looked at Zhang Yuan's determined eyes, then at Lu Xingzhou's calm face, and was torn between his own feelings.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he slammed his hand heavily on the table!

"Okay! We'll do it your way!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Even if it's a dead horse, we might as well try it!"

"However!" He changed the subject, looking at Zhang Yuan seriously, "Not a single word about 'dream visits' or 'folk remedies' is to be revealed! Just say it's a new treatment plan formulated after our expert team's consultation!"

"If anything goes wrong, I, as the dean, will take full responsibility! If it succeeds, the credit belongs to your entire rescue team!"

Dean Liu, you truly deserve to be a dean.

He demonstrated remarkable courage and responsibility at the critical moment!

"Yes! Thank you, Dean!" Zhang Yuan saluted excitedly.

"Then... about the dandelion and salt water compress, and the honeysuckle water taken orally..." Zhang Yuan pointed to the second half of the prescription and asked hesitantly.

"This..." Dean Liu was also at a loss.

At least debridement and drainage have some basis in surgical theory.

But using traditional Chinese medicine... that's really a bit "beyond the scope".

"Perform the surgery first!" Dean Liu decided decisively. "The surgery is crucial! As for subsequent supportive treatments, we'll discuss that after the surgery!"

"yes!"

Once the decision was made, the entire hospital immediately sprang into action.

Zhang Yuan immediately led his team to begin intensive pre-operative preparations.

Lu Xingzhou didn't say anything more. He knew that his mission was complete.

He quietly left the dean's office, leaving the space to these medical workers who were about to go to the battlefield.

Stepping out of the hospital building, the sun was shining brightly.

Lu Xingzhou breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

He had no idea what the outcome of this desperate decision would be.

But he knew that his little sister, who always managed to create miracles, would never let him down.

Meanwhile, the Lu family...

Lu Nianci was sitting at her small desk, but what was spread out in front of her was not some profound mathematics or physics.

It was a brand new notebook.

She used a pencil to carefully write a title on it, stroke by stroke.

Nursing plan and nutritional support program for post-appendectomy infection complicated by sepsis.

Below, she detailed everything from postoperative positioning, vital sign monitoring, and wound care, to fluid intake calculation, electrolyte balance monitoring, and enteral and parenteral nutrition ratios at different stages...

Every step, every detail, is so precise it's outrageous.

This is her real "trump card".

She knew that the debridement and drainage surgery could only solve half the problem.

What truly determines a patient's ultimate life or death is the long and perilous recovery period after surgery.

And this is precisely the area of ​​expertise of her, a doctor who stood at the top of the surgical pyramid in her previous life.

She had already laid out her plan, and now she was just waiting for the hospital to "invite" her back from the brink of death.