Chapter 1017 Never go to Antai Hospital for the rest of your life
Taking the high-speed train heading north, Liu Maqiao did not sit in a luxurious business class seat, but squeezed into a second-class seat.
I’m going to Beijing temporarily and I don’t even have a plane ticket.
Being young does not mean hard work.
There is a pair of elderly people beside him, both around 70 years old.
The man has a sallow face, and the woman has a sad face.
Liu Muqiao sat in the seat next to the window.
"Brother, can you change your position?"
The aunt spoke.
"Uh, okay."
It was hard for Liu Muqiao to refuse. Originally, he liked to sit on the side seat so he could enjoy the scenery.
He stood up and walked out.
"Auntie, what are you going to the capital for?"
"See a doctor."
"See a doctor? What kind of disease?"
Liu Muqiao was slightly surprised. Now, people from all over the world are crowding into Qingjiang City, and it is hard to find a bed in Antai Hospital. Do you still have the old idea of going north to see a doctor?
"Myocarditis." The aunt said, "I stayed in the First Affiliated Hospital of Qingjiang University for two months and had no effect."
Well, Liu Muqiao has nothing to say. Although the internal medicine system of Antai Hospital has introduced some talents, there has been no fundamental progress.
I really don’t dare recommend it in front of them.
"Which hospital in Beijing are you going to see a doctor in?"
"Anzhen Hospital."
"Oh, that's the hospital that rescued someone who had suffered a cardiac arrest for two hours. It's very impressive." When Liu Maqiao was studying, his teacher told him about this case.
"Yes, just go to that hospital." The aunt said.
Liu Muqiao did not ask again.
However, another passenger picked up the conversation.
"We also went to Beijing to see a doctor. I suffered from chronic colitis and had diarrhea every day. I stayed in Antai Hospital for half a month, but there was no effect at all. That damn Antai Hospital has such a great reputation. I think it is just a nameless one. Even a chronic colon
Even if inflammation cannot be cured, I will never go to Antai Hospital again in my life."
Liu Muqiao choked on the air.
I didn't expect to hear such comments.
Some diseases are indeed difficult to treat. Chronic colitis is a typical difficult-to-treat disease. If it cannot be cured, do you blame Antai Hospital?
Liu Muqiao naturally wouldn't argue with him.
At least, my doctor didn't explain it to the patient properly.
It’s still a matter of internal medicine.
Internal medicine is a weakness.
Liu Muqiao didn't want to continue listening, but he had no choice. People kept whispering in his ears, this sentence, that sentence, and Liu Muqiao couldn't help but listen.
"For stroke, Antai Hospital is the most powerful! Look at me, Antai Hospital saved my life. I had a brainstem hemorrhage. Dr. Liu performed the surgery himself and saved my life."
A passenger behind said.
Liu Muqiao did not look back, not wanting to meet on such an occasion.
Not interesting.
He simply put on his headphones and started listening to music.
Six hours later, we arrived in Beijing.
Liu Muqiao got up first and walked out.
"No, he is Liu Miqiao, the miracle doctor!"
Finally someone recognized him.
At this time, the car door opened.
When Liu Muqiao arrived at the exit, a woman held a sign saying, "Welcome Dr. Liu."
This is a middle-aged woman, 37 or 38 years old, wearing famous brands, very elegant, and wearing high-end jewelry.
Two small earrings sparkle, set with this sapphire.
The facial features are very delicate.
However, he has a strong and domineering temperament.
She is the vice president of Jinhan Precision Instrument Manufacturing Company.
The boss is her father.
Her father was in a coma in the hospital and specially invited Liu Muchiao to come over and make flying knives. She came to pick him up personally.
Now, Liu Muqiao refuses most flying knives. Gradually, people who ask him to make flying knives also know that being able to ask him depends on luck and friendship.
Today's patient, Liu Muqiao, had to come in person, because it was an invitation from old comrades in the capital, and the patient was a close personal friend of theirs.
"Dr. Liu, my father is counting on you." The lady also got in the car, sitting in the driver's seat.
"I read the information and it turns out that it is a relatively common type of basal ganglia bleeding. It shouldn't be a big problem." Liu Maqiao was sitting in the passenger seat. He didn't like to sit in the back.
"You are very busy. If it weren't for Mr. Hu, we wouldn't be able to invite you. This is because there are reasons and consequences. My father likes Go, and he and Mr. Hu have a similar atmosphere, and we have become good friends. That's why we are today.
"The lady was talking while driving.
The car drives very fast in the city.
Very domineering.
Stop and overtake without hesitation.
"There's no rush, there's no rush in these few dozen minutes." Liu Maqiao reminded her.
"It's okay, I'm used to it." The lady didn't hesitate.
Liu Muqiao frowned.
Stop talking and let her go.
Fortunately, it went smoothly. I passed many cars along the way and ran two yellow lights. I arrived at the Third Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University in 45 minutes.
Liu Miqiao followed the lady and went directly to the ward.
Here, there were several people who stood up to greet the lady when she came in.
Among them, two are the chief doctors of our hospital.
"I've heard about the name for a long time." One of them introduced himself, "My name is Liao Changsheng, the director of the undergraduate department."
"Hello, Director Liao."
"Hello, have you read the patient information?"
"Look, the basal ganglia bleeding is not a big problem. I brought some special 'Huatuo Regeneration Pills', which will have better effects."
"Oh, that's even better."
"Let's just do it."
"Okay, don't you want to see the patient anymore?"
"Look, I'll send you to the operating room after watching it."
Half an hour later, Liu Miqiao, Director Liao, and two assistants entered the operating room.
After another 10 minutes, the operation was over.
Liu Muqiao had not done this kind of piercing for a year and a half. It was not his specialty, and Zhang Changgong could do it very easily.
Bleeding from the left basal ganglia, the amount of bleeding was only 40 ml.
Because he was Mr. Hu's friend, Liu Muqiao didn't even bother to ask for the 30,000 yuan knife fee. He didn't stay in the third hospital for long and went to the first hospital.
He has already made contact, and tonight, he will have an operation for pancreatic cancer.
He took on the responsibility of training Professor Long’s graduate students at the First Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University.
Nowadays, Professor Long takes the stage less and less, and some difficult surgeries are handed over to Liu Miqiao or other students of Professor Long.
Liu Muqiao is responsible for correcting the technical flaws of his senior fellow apprentices, younger apprentices, and younger apprentices.
Every time he comes to the capital, he will undergo one or two surgeries, which are basically teaching surgeries, including the Vilishi surgery performed by his teachers.
Just as we were on the operating table, Professor Long came over.
"Recently, have you shifted your interest to plastic surgery?" Professor Long asked as soon as he came in.
"Yes, cosmetic surgery is more interesting." Liu Maqiao said to Professor Long with a smile.
"Doctor, you save lives and heal the wounded. What does your beauty treatment mean?" Professor Long said.
"Actually, it can be regarded as treatment. What we are treating for them is their heart disease." Liu Maqiao said.
"Sophistry. However, it makes sense. Organic disease of the body is a disease, and mental illness is also a disease. Sometimes, the consequences of heart disease are more serious and terrifying than organic diseases." Professor Long said.
"That's right, I've seen a lot of patients who want beauty treatments, and most of them have mental illness." Liu Maqiao reached out and took the scalpel, ready to start.