Chapter 225 Monster

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 Unexpectedly, he was caught by two other people before he entered the doctor's office.

They introduce themselves.

"I am Tang Youwei from the Parkinson's Disease Department 1. I would like to invite you to our department for a half-day consultation and two surgeries."

"I am Cao Jianming from the Department of Pediatric Neurology, and I would like to invite you to the pediatric department for consultation."

They stay here when they go to work.

Liu Muqiao hadn't answered yet, so Zhao Yilin became anxious.

"We have to rush back as soon as possible. The patients at home will rebel. Just now Liu Jianxin said that there have been nearly 20 patients."

No one paid attention to Zhao Yilin, they pestered Liu Miqiao.

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In the epilepsy department of Professor Banjiao, Liu Miqiao consulted two patients, both of whom had secondary epilepsy.

One is a patient with epilepsy after cerebral hemorrhage, and the other is a construction worker with epilepsy caused by brain trauma.

Liu Muqiao looked at the MRI film carefully for a while.

"Both patients are suitable for minimally invasive puncture."

Professor Shortfoot looked happy, "Are they really suitable?"

Liu Miqiao pointed to the left temporal lobe in the first MRI film, "There is a 4X3mm area in this position. These are the scars that induce epilepsy. They involve nerve fibers. If you remove this small piece of tissue, epilepsy can be cured."

Okay."

He pointed to the second MRI film, "This location, the left parietal lobe, the scar is slightly larger, but it is still suitable for minimally invasive surgery, 5X4mm, but very shallow. The surgery is very simple, even simpler than Parkinson's surgery.



Several professors were stunned for a moment, and then cursed at the same time.

Grass!

There is such a metaphor!

You know, the number of hospitals in China that carry out Parkinson's surgery is still in the single digits. You say it's simpler than Parkinson's surgery, but you mistake Parkinson's disease for a stye?

"Since it is suitable for surgery, shall we arrange the surgery tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? No, we must go back today. No kidding, it has exceeded our expected time. There are still many things at home." Liu Muqiao said.

"But, the patient has eaten food."

"It doesn't matter, the trauma is not serious, and no general anesthesia is required - how should I put it? I have performed hundreds of brain puncture surgeries, and I have never fasted deliberately."

Patients with cerebral hemorrhage are basically not elective surgeries, they are emergency surgeries and can be done on-the-go, so there is no such thing as fasting or drinking.

"Well, since you are sure, let's do it in the afternoon." Professor Tang took a step back.

"That's okay. By the way, the patients in Parkinson's Department 1 will also be scheduled for surgery together. At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, we have to go home."

Next, Liu Miqiao worked hard and visited patients in other departments, then returned to the hotel to have a hasty lunch, and then went to the operating room.

A total of four operations, two cases of epilepsy and two cases of Parkinson's disease.

Epilepsy is slightly more difficult, mainly because its location is not fixed, and more importantly, Liu Maqiao's diagnosis and treatment of epilepsy is only expert level, while Parkinson's disease is master level.

This is the difference between them.

Under the guidance of Professor Shortfoot, the three of them came to the operating room. Fortunately, the four operating rooms were all connected together. Maybe it was because there were fewer surgeries in the afternoon.

The anesthetist had a grimace on his face. He had not yet recovered from the blow he suffered in the morning. In the past, major operations that required a lot of effort were now so small that an anesthetist was almost not needed. It was much simpler than a debridement and suturing operation.

It just so happened that this anesthetist was the one who performed the anesthesia for these four operations.

He hates Liu Muqiao.

It was he who made a high-end surgery many times cheaper and made it the simplest surgery in the Department of Neurology.

Based on the experience last time, there were only two nurses left, and the other two went to the duty room to play with their mobile phones. These two had no choice but to look for something later, fearing that they would not be able to find it.

Dr. Zou's bald head treatment skills are becoming more and more sophisticated. Under the shadowless lamp, the shaved heads of patients sparkle.

The anesthesiologist lazily gave the patient 10 mg of diazepam, and then injected 1 ml of procaine on the scalp designated by Dr. Zou.

Then, I just stared at the wall in a daze.

Dr. Zou picked up the electric drill and drilled a small hole.

Liu Muqiao is reading the film again.

Film reading is one of the secrets to his success. The last film reading has two purposes. One is to confirm for the last time whether the diagnosis and treatment plan is correct, and the other is to design the route and conceive of the three-dimensional space.

A few minutes later, he returned to the patient's head, paused for a few dozen seconds, and then inserted the needle.

The advanced needle went in about 2 centimeters, and he stopped. After a few seconds, he advanced another 2 millimeters.

He pushed the needle into the center of the scar.

Then, he began to remove the scar tissue.

It’s not difficult, it’s not much different from an ordinary biopsy.

This process does not take long, less than two minutes.

Then he let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Pull out the needle.

Dr. Zou quickly covered the patient with gauze and adhesive tape.

It's over.

Professor Shortfoot observed the patient's pupils, glanced at the monitor, and shook his head slightly.

For them, a very high-end surgery, in the hands of this guy, is really as simple as picking out a pustule.

After the first surgery, go to the second operating room.

Everything starts from scratch.

Wash your hands, change clothes, and watch the MRI.

Dr. Zou quickly completed another work.

He has a shiny head with a long back. If it weren’t for a few scars on his head, it would be hard to imagine that he was once a construction worker.

Too small.

It weighs less than a hundred pounds and less than 1.5 meters.

He fell from the seventh floor and survived, perhaps because of his weight.

It seems that the survival ability of small people is much better than that of big people.

On his head, there is still a small area without skull, which is a souvenir from the last operation.

For this patient, even the process of drilling the skull was omitted.

"Or Diazepam 10 mg?"

Master Ma has lowered his proud head.

Although doing surgery with Liu Miqiao belittles his career, it also has an advantage. The commission from the surgery will not be small. Five surgeries in a row were too easy, and only five injections of diazepam were given. For an anesthetist who works overtime all year round,

The loss of physical energy is the smallest today, and the suppression on the mind is also the lightest.

There is almost no burden, and the commission of 300 yuan for the operation is paid into the account.

The nurse finally couldn't bear it anymore, and another one left the operating room. It was the lowest limit to leave one person behind. Otherwise, she would go next door and post on WeChat Moments.

There is some material for posting on WeChat Moments today. They witnessed a high-end surgery in the past, and a small debridement and suture was completed in the hands of a handsome, handsome guy.

The broken-arm Venus turned into a piece of rubble.

That's right, the Venus of neurology has been turned into an ugly duckling. It is no longer a precious work of art. From now on, surgical treatment of epilepsy and Parkinson's disease will be just a way, a means of treating diseases.

The surgery was done quickly.

The last one is a patient with Parkinson's disease who has a pacemaker placed.

Professor Tang is very curious about the box in Dr. Zou’s hand.

"What are its characteristics?" Professor Tang asked, looking at the dark box.

"It can meet Liu Muqiao's needs."

"Have someone design it for him? Is it expensive?"

"Yes, I hired someone to design it. As for the price, how do you say it? This box is 760,000, which is just the cost price."

"I really want one too."

"This is easy to say, I can help you."

"I also want to perform Taoshift surgery. Is it difficult?"

Dr. Zou chuckled coldly.

"Is it difficult?"

"You have to meet several conditions." Dr. Zou boasted, "First stay in the dissecting room for three years and dissect 100 human brains; then study hard in the CT room and MRI room and accumulate 300,000 rare and difficult cases.

;Finally, you have to see the person's head, no longer the scalp, hair, and skull, but a three-dimensional brain structure map. At that time, you can perform Taoshift surgery."
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"Oh! Maigo! Is it so difficult? But it's impossible for Dr. Liu to have gone through these steps, right? He is only in his early twenties."

"Well, he is not a human, he is a monster, a monster."


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