In the mission hospital, Zhang Tianhao brought Chen Haifeng and others here, and the dean was already waiting for him in front of the gate, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.
"Doctor Liu, you are here!"
"Dean, why bother you to come to greet me in person? How embarrassing does this make me? As a junior, I should come to visit you, but you have to greet me in person. How can I feel so embarrassed? Isn't this a loss of my life?"
Zhang Tianhao was very polite and casually chatted with the dean for a few words, and then walked inside with the dean.
Then Chen Haifeng and others followed Zhang Tianhao into the mission hospital.
"Dean, some of my classmates would like to come over and observe. Is it possible?"
"No problem, it's just for observation, isn't it a good thing for them to come over to study, isn't it?" The dean didn't care at all, but still said politely.
"Thank you very much, Dean. By the way, what is the patient's condition and his identity?"
"this……"
When the dean heard this, he was a little embarrassed, but he quickly said it.
"This is a Japanese man named Ishibei. I think you should have heard of him. It's just that the Army Hospital didn't accept the treatment. He sent it to us for treatment. After all, we are the only one with an operating room here, and the Chong Military Hospital
It’s still under construction.”
"Ishibei, the executioner Ishibei from Nanjing?"
Zhang Tianhao's eyes condensed. He never thought that the person who asked him to save people was actually Shi Bingwei, the executioner Shi Bingwei from Nanjing.
"Yes, he was seriously injured on the front line and is now sent to Shanghai for treatment. It's just that the conditions here are simple and our capabilities are limited, so we invited you here. Let's discuss if there are any other ways!"
"The patient is in a coma. It's up to you how to treat him."
"Dean, you are posing a difficult problem for me. How do you think I can cure it? Can I cure it?"
Zhang Tianhao also had a bitter look on his face. Now it was no longer a question of whether the injury could be cured, but whether it could be cured. If he really took action, he could hardly imagine the consequences.
"Okay, I heard that Principal Bai is back, so I asked him to help contact you. The injured this time must be cured. We will not participate in the rest. We are just doctors. I believe you understand."
Dean Chen whispered a few words in his ear. After all, now, he was also reminding Zhang Tianhao that the patient is the patient and we should not mix other thoughts into it, otherwise there will be adverse consequences.
"Dean, I know what you mean, but I don't feel very comfortable. Really, someone who does this for the first surgery as soon as he returns to China is really a little bit conceited, and it's easy for someone to point his finger at you and scold him."
Zhang Tianhao's face showed that kind of wry smile. He was originally happy, but it ended up like this.
At this time, Zhang Tianhao could also understand what Director Chen was thinking. After all, if he saved such a Japanese executioner, his conscience would be uneasy. If he didn't save him, his mission hospital would be almost over.
The dilemma of choice was now in Zhang Tianhao's hands, and he had no choice. It could even be said that Zhang Tianhao knew exactly what he was thinking.
"well!"
Faced with this situation, Zhang Tianhao really couldn't make up his mind for a while. From a doctor's point of view, he really wanted to save people. After all, this is what the doctor's profession is like.
But from another perspective, that is, from the perspective of a Chinese, it is right not to save him, otherwise his conscience will be troubled.
Just when the two of them were busy with their own thoughts, they arrived at the hospital's conference room, interrupting Zhang Tianhao's various thoughts at the same time.
"Dr. Liu is here!"
"Xiao Liu, you're here too!"
"Xiao Liu, long time no see. I really didn't expect you to come back for the New Year."
Several doctors also stood up happily and prepared to greet him. After all, they had also seen Zhang Tianhao's medical skills, and naturally they admired him very much.
In medicine, the stronger the ability, the easier it is to gain respect from others. This is a rule.
Principal Bai on the other side was a little embarrassed when he saw Zhang Tianhao's arrival. After all, he knew Zhang Tianhao's medical skills, but he dragged Zhang Tianhao into this whirlpool.
"Xiao Liu, come and sit here!"
Principal Bai also blushed, stood up directly, opened the seat next to him, and prepared for Zhang Tianhao to sit down.
Zhang Tianhao was not polite, but walked over and sat down directly next to Principal Bai.
He glanced at several Japanese doctors again, and among them was Dr. Miura. This also surprised him. After all, Dr. Miura's ability should be enough to cope with the situation in front of him.
"Okay, everyone is here. Now please let Dean Miura introduce Mr. Shi's condition to everyone."
With that said, Dean Chen sat directly next to Dean Miura, and then made a silent movement to everyone. Seeing that everyone below was quiet, he said slowly,
"However, President Miura, let me introduce to you. This is a talented disciple of our President Bai. Logically speaking, he has not graduated yet, but now he is already the most famous surgical expert among us. Even if we are sitting here
The old guy is also a little ashamed of himself."
Zhang Tianhao immediately stood up, then stretched out his right hand, smiled and said to Dean Miura: "Dean Miura, I have heard of your name a long time ago, and I have always admired you. Today I finally meet you, and it is also Sansheng
Fortunately."
"It turns out to be Dr. Liu. It's a real honor to meet you. However, time is tight, so we won't make any introductions. After this operation, we can discuss medical issues again. What do you think?"
"No problem. I would also like to thank Dean Miura and Dean Chen for giving me the opportunity to learn from my seniors."
Zhang Tianhao also sat down politely, then withdrew his hand and began to listen carefully.
Seeing that everyone was sitting down and the conference room was quiet, Dean Miura slowly took out a piece of material and put it on the table, and introduced Ishibei's condition seriously.
Speaking of which, he was seriously injured on the battlefield and is now unconscious, and the shrapnel is directly stuck in his head. If he is not careful, Ishibei may die.
In order to create an image of a hero, the Japanese directly wanted to save him and revive him in Shanghai Hospital.
But the Japanese Army Hospital in Shanghai has been bombed, so now I can only work as a subordinate at the Mission Hospital, and most of the personnel in the Army Hospital are at the Mission Hospital.
It’s just that this surgery is relatively difficult, and you have to find someone with strong surgical skills to do it, and it must be a top-notch doctor.
Half an hour later, Dean Miura looked at everyone and said seriously: "Everyone basically understands the current situation. Can you tell me what you think?"
"President Miura, given our current treatment conditions, I think such an operation is too difficult. Even we have less than a 20% chance of completing such a large-scale brain operation."
"Neither can I. This kind of surgery may only be done by Dr. Liu, and the success rate is relatively high!"
"Yes, we have never done this kind of surgery. Only Dr. Liu did one for us last year. It was too difficult and we didn't dare to do it."
Dean Miura also looked over with some curiosity at this time, and looked directly at Zhang Tianhao.
"Dr. Liu, how confident do you think we are?"
"I'm sorry, Dean Miura, I really have no way to answer your question. After all, I don't understand the current situation. If you force me to answer, I really have no way. I have to see the specific patient's condition.
Know."
"If according to your introduction, the success rate is no more than 30%, I would not dare to do such an operation, and I cannot do it, otherwise it would be irresponsible for life."
Zhang Tianhao stood up immediately and said with a serious face. As for whether Miura would be angry, he didn't care at all. ()
This chapter has been completed!