Liu Muqiao was stunned!
Today's operation was completed within nine and a half hours. He was thinking about the scene while washing his hands.
If you cooperate with President Zhang Jiuyu, you will really be invincible in the field of hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery.
The feeling of happiness in Liu Miqiao's heart was not the kind that ended in three seconds, nor was it the kind that ended in an hour or two, but that Liu Muchiao was extremely happy after returning to the hotel.
It's not over yet, "Ding! Get praise from the super boss and get a high-end treasure box!"
Hmm?
Who is this?
Of course it can’t be someone else, it must be Chang Lao!
Only Chang Lao can reward a high-level treasure box. He is a master-level figure in hepatobiliary and pancreatic surgery, so of course he must be rewarded with a high-level treasure box!
Liu Muqiao did not rush to open the treasure box, but sat quietly and enjoyed the happiness.
The high-level treasure box cannot be opened at will. Only in critical moments can valuable items be obtained. In ordinary times, it may open some useless items.
Liu Muqiao had many useless skills. For example, he almost never used his fishing skills. Even when fighting a disaster, he did not go fishing in the river when he had no food.
There are also cooking skills, which are only used a few times. There is really no value beyond showing off a few skills just to show off.
It doesn’t matter if the intermediate treasure box is opened. If the high-level treasure box is opened casually, this kind of waste will be a waste of resources.
Liu Muqiao is prepared to preserve it well.
There are many skills he really wants to get now, and he can digest a hundred high-level treasure boxes.
To fully master medical skills, one hundred advanced treasure boxes may be barely enough.
Then come for the one hundred high-level treasure boxes!
In fact, at the current rate, a hundred high-level treasure boxes are not a very slim thing. By the time you are thirty or forty years old, it will probably be almost there.
I was happy when someone came in.
Zhang Jiuyu.
"Please sit down!"
"Aren't you sleepy?"
"It's okay. I often don't sleep for three days and three nights."
Zhang Jiuyu was slightly startled, "Do you often stay up for three days and three nights?"
"Yes, I have had this kind of experience at least twenty times in the past year." Liu Miqiao looked back and found that he had it more than twenty times. Especially last year, he often had to go back and forth.
Zhang Jiuyu looked at Liu Muqiao for a long time, as if he wanted to find some evidence from him, "As an ordinary person, this is a bit incredible."
"Oh, I'm young."
"You are wrong. When young people want to sleep, they can sleep standing up."
"Oh, so I might be a domineering person."
"Haha, Dr. Liu, if you are not sleepy, can you help me check on someone else's illness?"
"In which way?"
"Obsessed."
Liu Miqiao was stunned. How could such a disease exist in medicine? This disease should be classified as a imaginary disease in novels, or it could be classified as psychiatry.
"I'm not good at it. Although I know something about neurology, I'm not curious about psychiatry. It can be said that I know nothing about it."
"Who said it's mental illness? No, it's because I've gone crazy in practicing Qigong. Several acupuncture points have been broken, which is a short-circuit in our physics."
Short circuit?
Liu Muqiao wanted to laugh.
How can there be such a problem?
"You haven't heard of it?" Zhang Jiuyu said.
"No, I've only read it in novels." Liu Muqiao is also a fan of Jin Yong and has been obsessed with him many times.
"Well, I'll take you to see something today. Maybe you can find a way to help him treat him." Zhang Jiuyu pulled Liu Muqiao away.
"I'll go too!" Su Yajuan chased after her.
"You? Okay." I don't know why Zhang Jiuyu had this reaction.
Jianyang City is not big, so you don't need to drive. It only takes ten or twenty minutes to walk. When you arrive at a small courtyard, the house is very exquisite, with blue bricks and tiles, and some vines growing on the walls.
In the small courtyard in front, there are all kinds of strange flowers and plants that Liu Miqiao can't even name.
Entering the small courtyard, a middle-aged woman greeted in a low voice, "Dean Jiuyu, please, Dr. Liu."
Entering the backyard, there is another garden. It is full of fairy grass, and Liu Muqiao and the others have picked some.
Araceum, golden thread grass, aesthesia, etc.
There is a faint smell of grass jelly in the air, giving you a feeling of ecstasy.
In the side room at the back, the door was closed. The middle-aged woman hurried over to open it and said: "Dean Jiuyu is here, and Dr. Liu is also here."
"Please come in." A very old voice came over.
Liu Muqiao was slightly shocked.
Why does this voice sound so familiar?
Entering the house, Liu Maqiao was stunned.
Qingyunzi!
Why is he here?
Qingyunzi smiled at Liu Muqiao, "We finally meet again."
"Why are you here?" Liu Maqiao asked.
"I was originally here."
"Didn't you say you were cultivating immortality?"
"Are you kidding me? I didn't become an immortal, I almost became a ghost."
"Sir, what's wrong with you?"
"Look, isn't this hemiplegia?"
"I've had a stroke. Is it a cerebral infarction or a cerebral hemorrhage?"
"No, it's just that I've gone crazy. The lung meridian and the heart meridian are connected in series. Now when I do the exercises, the true energy is flowing out randomly. There is no way. I want to invite you experts to try it and see if there is any hope. If there is no hope, please also
To put it bluntly, as soon as I hold my breath, I go to reincarnation."
As soon as these words came out, Liu Maqiao's hair stood on end.
Master, death is so easy.
"Dr. Liu, do you think there is any solution? I, Zhang Jiuyu, have been thinking about it for several months, but I just can't think of a good solution." Zhang Jiuyu said softly.
Liu Muqiao originally wanted to say, there is nothing I can do.
But, no, didn’t the old man just say that he would reincarnate as soon as he held his breath? Isn’t this committing suicide?
Don't worry, I have to think about it.
Liu Muqiao stepped forward and gave Qingyunzi a set of physical examinations. Indeed, he was different from ordinary cerebral infarction and cerebral hemorrhage. It was not an intracranial injury, nor a damage to the muscles and surroundings.
Is it really a "short circuit" in the meridians?
Regarding the knowledge of meridians, Liu Miqiao knows a little bit and can also do acupuncture, and his level is not low.
However, when acupuncture is usually performed, the meridians are blocked, so acupuncture is used.
Now the patient's meridians are too unblocked and short-circuited, so acupuncture is definitely meaningless.
So, what methods can be used to treat it?
Try ancient recipes.
Liu Miqiao put his hand on Qingyunzi's hand, closed his eyes, and searched for 30,000 ancient prescriptions.
In the past, whenever a patient came into contact, the ancient prescription would shine like stars, but today, it was pitch black, not to mention shining, even the stars on the background were gone.
Oops!
There is no hope at all for treating this disease with traditional methods.
Think of another way.
Liu Muqiao felt for his pulse and lowered his head to think hard.
There is definitely no need to think about internal medicine methods. He has no knowledge of internal medicine at all. He has no experience in whether it is better to use Sanjiu Ganmao Ling for colds or white plus black.
What about surgery?
If it's surgery... Hey, isn't painless bone-setting therapy related to acupuncture points?
Can I help him seal some acupuncture points?
This chapter has been completed!