Watching the saturation of the blood oxygen rise, rise continuously to 100%, everyone is relieved. His life has been temporarily saved.
If the oxygen saturation dropped below 80 as earlier, he really wouldn't have made it through the day.
The time taken from the discovery of respiratory failure to the use of the artificial lung, and then to placing the tubes, was very short. The rescue was timely.
Therefore, after some of the sedatives had metabolized, Mr. Ning slowly woke up.
"Dad, it's okay now, you're stable!" Miss Ning stroked her father's forehead.
Mr. Ning nodding weakly: "Thank you to all the doctors, thank you Dr. Yang."
Miss Ning gently said: "You've already thanked us, rest assured and get some rest."
Mr. Ning looked at the machines beside his bed, the artificial lung, the artificial liver, with all sorts of tubes connected his body. His blood was being drawn out, run through the machines, then reinfused back into his body. He gave a bitter smile.
