Chapter 104 A Head

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 For two days and two nights, Liu Muqiao treated 25 patients and spent 51 hours. Although he was tired, he felt a sense of euphoria after a war.

A hearty feeling of charging into battle and defeating the enemy.

Very cool!

Very cool!

However, now he is slightly anxious. It is difficult for him to determine why.

Is it awe of the affiliated hospital?

Or is it awe of this patient?

Or are you worried about whether you can complete the task?

The Affiliated Hospital has a sacred feeling in Liu Miqiao's consciousness.

Affiliated hospitals in this province are the temples of the medical community, and everyone who enters them has a pious heart.

Now, the affiliated hospital is asking for help, indicating that the patient's condition is unusual. Otherwise, there is no need for them to ask people from Antai Hospital to take action. This is not only a matter of face, but also a moral and ethical issue.

Second, the patient Xiong Benji is extraordinary. Once Beidou, the leader of the traditional Chinese medicine community in this province, dies, it will not be an ordinary event, and may be punished by the entire country of the traditional Chinese medicine community.

How much courage and courage does Professor Hao have to turn to an intern from Antai Hospital instead of someone from this hospital?

As a rule, if someone dies in an affiliated hospital after ineffective resuscitation, no one will blame the hospital. However, it is different if you ask Liu Muchiao to participate in the resuscitation.

After all, she is just an intern.

So, how determined Professor Hao was to make such a choice.

Liu Muqiao did not go alone, the person driving for him was Zhao Yilin.

"Liu Muqiao, are you nervous?"

"No?????? It seems a bit."

"Professor Hao from the Affiliated Hospital is so determined."

"Yes, maybe it's because of Wuxuan Hospital."

"You said you know Kumamotoji?"

"Yes, he will also take me as an apprentice."

"Hey, this old man."

"What do you think of him? Director."

"A few brushes."

"Just a few brushes?"

Zhao Yilin laughed and was silent for a while, then said: "He can indeed cure some difficult and complicated diseases, but it's a myth. It's too mythical."

Zhao Yilin can't say much, because he has been famous for decades, and among the people, he is regarded as a miracle doctor. He is over 80 years old, especially if he is seriously ill, so it is best not to discuss him.

At least, he must be admitted as a famous doctor.

Besides, I am also a medical student. Don’t you know which diseases can be cured well and which diseases cannot be cured? It is of course immoral and inhumane to ask others to cure diseases that are difficult to be cured by modern medicine with a few pairs of traditional Chinese medicine.
It's almost time to go to work, and there are a lot of cars on the road. It takes 40 minutes to walk to the entrance of the affiliated hospital.

"You go first, I'll park the car and come back."

After Liu Muqiao got off the car, he asked the doctor at the consultation desk and went to the neurology department.

"Who are you looking for?"

asked the aunt guarding the door.

"Professor Hao invited me here."

"Which Professor Hao? We have two Professor Hao here."

Now I’m confused.

Liu Miqiao didn't know Professor Hao's real name at all, and her aunt refused to let him in no matter how much Liu Miqiao explained.

When I was not sure what to do, Zhao Yilin arrived and said, "It's me, Sister Xu."

"Oh, it's you, please come in."

It seems that Zhao Yilin and the gatekeeper know each other well.

Liu Muqiao followed Zhao Yilin to the neurology department office. It was full of people, and Liu Muqiao recognized Qian Sili at a glance.

Qian Sili also recognized Liu Muqiao, and he hurriedly came up and knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"Please, you must save my master."

Then there was a sound of surprise.

"Oh!"

"Ouch!"

"Maigou!"

Liu Muqiao was also shocked. This kneeling was too embarrassing. Qian Sili himself was a famous doctor, but he knelt down to an intern. Liu Muqiao almost knelt down too.

He held up the money and said, "Don't do this."

In this office, there are famous professors, doctors at all levels, as well as interns, as well as Kumamotoji’s disciples and grandsons.

To be precise, there are only three people who know Liu Muqiao, Professor Hao, Qian Sili and one of Qian Sili's apprentices. The others only know Liu Muqiao's name and know that he is an intern and have some mental preparation.

Professor Hao has already told everyone his legend, but they were still shocked when they met.

Such a little kid, he is very knowledgeable about strokes?

Isn't this a joke?

He is incredible.

However, the person who said he was very good was none other than Professor Hao, whom everyone respected very much.

You don’t have to believe what others say, but you have to believe what Professor Hao says. One-third of the people in the undergraduate department are his students.

Besides, can the people who work with Charlotte University Hospital and Johns Hopkins Hospital be ordinary people?

Surprised, then curious.

Genius!

Everyone is somewhat curious about geniuses.

"Liu Muqiao, you must save my master." Qian Sili burst into tears, and his tears were real.

Of course Liu Muqiao knew why he was crying. He was crying Xiong Benji’s secret skill. The old man just left like this. He still had thirty tricks to teach, so Qian Sili was not a big loser?

Indeed, Mr. Xiong, you really can't just leave. If you keep dozens of hands and bring them into the urn, doesn't it become a unique skill?

"Mu Qiao, come and watch the film." Professor Hao stood in front of the reading lamp.

Liu Muqiao walked over, took a look, and took a breath of cold air. This site was right near the brain stem, compressing the brain stem.

"It's very close to the restricted area of ​​life. To be honest, we are not sure. The mortality rate is above 6 or 70%, so we ask for your help." Professor Hao said.

"Bleeding from this site is very rare. It should be a rupture of an ectopic blood vessel. I have only seen a total of 7 such patients, four died, one was in a vegetative state, and two survived."

Liu Miqiao was looking through the cases in his mind.

He didn't care, but the people around him were all surprised and confused. Have you seen 7 cases?

Professor Hao has been practicing medicine for decades and has only seen two cases in total. Other professors have also seen two cases, and some have never seen one before. He has seen seven cases of bleeding from such a rare place, so how many strokes have Liu Miqiao seen?

Case?

Of course, no one knew that Liu Miqiao had a surgical case in his head, which did not include conservative treatment or cerebral infarction.

These 10,000 are equivalent to the minimally invasive punctures he has done himself.

Therefore, the people here, including Professor Hao, are much weaker than Liu Miqiao.

Liu Muqiao stared at the CT film and did not express his position for a long time.

"Is there hope?"

Seeing that Liu Muqiao didn't speak, Qian Sili couldn't help but ask urgently.

"How is his current condition?" Liu Maqiao didn't know who he was asking.

"Remove the tonic state of the brain." Professor Hao answered.

"Vital signs."

"The primary center has been affected and the situation is very bad."

"Hmm. Do you have an MRI film?"

"No."

"Well, okay, hurry up and get punctured." Liu Miqiao turned around and said, "Which one of you will go on? Our director is one of us. We have cooperated for a long time and have a tacit understanding. Professor Hao, I suggest that you also go on."

Professor Hao turned his head and said, "Wu Di, how was your last one? You are a treasure-level puncture expert in our Academy of Neurology. Let's learn from each other?"

Wu Di is a short man with a relatively thin physique. With clothes and shoes, he probably weighs less than 100 pounds.

He is an associate professor in the Department of Neurology of the Affiliated Hospital and the most famous puncture expert. He does about half of the minimally invasive punctures here.

He had long heard that Professor Hao praised Liu Miqiao, and he was very unconvinced.

Wu Di is 35 years old this year and is already a senior associate professor. He is preparing to become a full professor. In order to carry out minimally invasive puncture for cerebral hematoma, he used his spare time to stay in the anatomy teaching and research group for three years. It is said that he personally dissected 100

Head.

One person can dissect 100 heads, and even the senior professors in the anatomy teaching and research group are far inferior to Wu Di.

Wu Di's paper on brain structure was published by "BMJ" and eventually influenced the new version of the domestic "Partial Anatomy" textbook.

You said that he would surrender to an intern, which is impossible.


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