Liu Muqiao ran for about 20 minutes, took out the mobile phone the woman gave him, sent a WeChat address, then dialed the woman’s phone and told him what had just happened.
The woman was obviously a little nervous and said, "Hide well, I'll be there soon."
Ten minutes later, a white BMW appeared. Liu Maqiao rushed over and got into the car.
The woman stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed forward. Soon, it was out of the garden and speeding down the streets of Jingcheng.
After more than an hour, the car stopped in the rubber forest.
"I'm sorry, I accidentally turned on my phone and didn't know they were detecting my address." Liu Muqiao apologized.
"Don't blame yourself, maybe, what is supposed to come will come."
"Who are they?"
"They are the ones who kidnapped Zhao Yilin. The chief of the Mixi people is ill, and only you can cure it. They are robbing you. Do you want to get information about Junshi Liang and others when you turn on the phone?"
Liu Muqiao was surprised, "Are you and Military Advisor Liang on the same team?"
"No, but we know each other. Please don't contact them anymore. It's very dangerous. It's very complicated here. Don't tell me that you are unfamiliar with the place. Even we are very cautious."
There was a thatched house in front. The woman pointed at it and said, "This is your home. Go in. Everything you need is inside."
Liu Muqiao went in and took a look, and was slightly surprised.
It looks very simple from the outside, but when you go inside, it's very exquisite. The furniture and bedding are very good, and there are also showers and electric water heaters.
There is a small kitchen and a refrigerator, which is full of vegetables, fruits and meat for half a month.
The woman didn't stay long and left.
When he woke up early the next morning, Liu Maqiao cooked noodles and ate them before eating. The car arrived again.
Today's car is a Jetta, which is rather old.
"Let's get in the car and take you to the hospital." The woman said as soon as they met, "You can act boldly in the hospital. It's very safe there. You should try your best to show off your talents."
When Liu Muqiao heard this, he felt enlightened.
"Okay, I understand."
We arrived at the hospital soon.
He went to the surgery department to change the medicines for yesterday's two patients. The patient who was injured by poisonous curare became much friendlier to Liu Muqiao.
First, Liu Miqiao's hypnosis was more effective than anesthetics, which conquered everyone. Among the Mixi people, the great wizard claimed to be able to hypnotize, but after hundreds of years of talk, no one had ever seen it.
And Liu Muqiao, if you stretch out your hand, you won't be able to open your eyes even if you want to.
Second, after changing the dressing, the injured leg became much more relaxed. First, there was no swelling, second, there was no pain, and third, there was no itching. Sometimes I thought the wound was healed.
Liu Miqiao changed the dressing today, and it was much gentler than yesterday. It took him almost half an hour to remove a lot of necrotic tissue, and finally put in a drainage strip.
"Dr. Liu, can you go abroad with us?"
"No, if you want treatment, no matter who you are, you must come to Jingcheng Hospital."
"We will keep you safe."
Liu Muqiao still shook his head firmly, "If you don't go, I will treat the disease here."
The patient was silent for a long time.
"Can you really cure stroke?"
"Yes."
"Is it possible to leave no sequelae?"
"It's not absolute. Most of the sequelae can be cured."
"Well, okay."
At this point, the patient said no more.
Liu Muqiao returned to the doctor's office.
Not long after, Director Dai said to Liu Muqiao, "I heard that you have expertise in cerebral hemorrhage?"
Liu Muqiao smiled without humility, "It's more than just expertise."
"Hey, are you still an expert?"
Liu Muqiao pointed to the black box that never left his body, "Do you know how much this box costs?"
"Is it expensive?"
"I only know that Shanghai Neuropsychiatric Hospital bought three for 6 million yuan."
"Two million yuan each? What's in it?"
"They are all specially made puncture needles, including those for brainstem puncture."
Director Dai clicked his tongue.
He said: "The business director of our hospital would like to ask you to consult a patient with cerebral hemorrhage, is that okay?"
"Playing with cerebral hemorrhage, okay, that's what I'm best at. Whether it's fresh, smoked or roasted, I have no problem with it."
In this way, Liu Muqiao was introduced to the hospital's business director.
The business dean, whose surname was also Zhao, was dubious. He looked at Liu Miqiao and said, "There is a patient who has a cerebral hemorrhage. The amount is not too large, but he is still drowsy. Is there anything you can do?"
As soon as I heard it, I knew it was either a hemorrhage in the thalamus or near the brainstem.
Liu Muqiao is not humble at all.
"Let me watch the film. There should be no problem."
"Okay, let's go to the neurology department together."
When they arrived at the Department of Neurology, Dean Zhao introduced to a middle-aged doctor: "Director Peng, this is Dr. Liu from the mainland. He specializes in cerebral hemorrhage. Please ask him to take a look at the patient you talked about yesterday."
Director Peng stared at Liu Muqiao, he was also half-convinced, or more doubtful, can you do it? The patient is bleeding near the brain stem. Not to mention you are a doctor, even Professor Zhou from Xiehe University may not be able to do anything.
"Look at the CT films."
Liu Miqiao took the film and looked at it under the reading light for a long time. Then, he turned around and smiled, "This patient is not complicated. The effect of the operation is immediate. He can wake up in one hour. After taking Chinese medicine for 42 days, he basically won't be cured."
There will be sequelae."
Vice President Zhao and Director Peng were not surprised. They did not completely believe Liu Miqiao's words.
Liu Muqiao went to the hospital bed to see the patient again and did a set of neurological examinations.
After finishing, Director Zhao was a little frightened.
It seems that I am not completely bragging. This set of inspections is more skilled, more standard and more beautiful than mine.
"A hematoma puncture needs to be done." Liu Maqiao said.
"If you're not on an empty stomach, do it tomorrow?" Director Peng said.
Although the patient was in a coma, he was not hungry and was fed three meals a day through a nasogastric tube.
Liu Muqiao said: "You don't need to be on an empty stomach. When I do punctures, I do it as soon as I come in, regardless of whether there is food in the stomach."
"What should I do if I vomit under anesthesia?"
"There is no need for anesthesia. I never worry about vomiting. I have done more than 30,000 cerebral hemorrhage punctures, and I have never died due to vomiting."
More than 30,000?
Director Zhao couldn't help but look at Liu Miqiao.
Will you die if you don’t blow?
How many years will it take you to do more than 30,000 brain punctures? If you do one thousand per year, it will take you thirty years!
Of course he didn't know that Liu Miqiao's 30,000 cases came from the system.
From the beginning of his internship, Liu Muqiao has made more than 1,000 pieces in total in more than half a year. It is not what Director Zhao thought, and he only made 1,000 pieces in a year.
1,000, Director Zhao still talks about the big number. Their hospital only performs dozens of punctures a year - it is still the ancient hose puncture, which is still far from 1,000.
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Liu Muqiao asked for a puncture kit and used a razor blade to shave the patient's head. His level of shaving was one level behind Wen Xingyu and far behind Dr. Zou.
However, the whole process has already amazed Director Peng.
Master!
Such skillful preoperative preparation is amazing enough. Without a lot of punctures, how could it be possible to shave the bald head so beautifully!
Liu Miqiao suddenly said: "I have a suggestion. You can call the doctor who does the puncture in your department. I will explain it while I am doing it. From now on, your department can carry out minimally invasive puncture."
"Uh, okay."
Vice President Zhao's expression changed, "Yes, Director Peng, why don't you cherish this learning opportunity? Quickly, call all the neurosurgeons here and let's take a look together."
This chapter has been completed!