The Story of PICU on the Way Forward in Medicine

Inside the glass door of the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit (PICU), every second is a matter of life and death. When Yang Yi, a graduate student in the PICU, first entered the PICU, what greeted him was not the heroic moment in the spotlight, but the harsh beep of the ventilator alarm, cardiopulmonary resuscitation at three in the morning, and the silhouettes of his family members silently collapsing in the corridor. He started from the most basic training of tracheal intubation and stepped into the forefront of critical care medicine. There is the low hum of ECMO operation, the breath-holding concentration during tracheal intubation, the cold numbers on the brain function assessment form, and the red eyes of the entire team when a three-year-old child called out "Mom" in a hoarse voice for the first time after being removed from the ventilator. The PICU only has a few beds, but it contains the city's heaviest life and death. Hone your skills in every thrilling rescue, and ask your original intention in every farewell that cannot be saved. What he has to face is not only the sudden change in the condition of critically ill children, but also the hidden family pain among parents, the cruel allocation of medical resources, the collapse of trust under the storm of public opinion, and the shadow of the sick child deep in his heart that he has never been able to save. From a newcomer to an attending physician who can manage independently, every step he takes steps on the gap between life and death. He used technology and temperature to measure every inch of the distance between him and the God of Death. When his name finally appeared on the attending physician's schedule, he stood in front of the glass door of the PICU and finally understood: This door has never been the dividing line between life and death - inside and outside the door, there are people who are trying their best to stay alive. This is a road with no end. But he chose to move forward.