Zhong Zilong said calmly, "If it's true as you said, then let's re-puncture and leave this aneurysm for the next treatment."
Liu Muqiao rolled his eyes.
I don’t want to get a second needle.
It's not a matter of humiliation, but a new problem, and the book he opened didn't have any knowledge in this area.
In other words, he must come up with a new way to solve it.
Interventional methods are now used to treat aneurysms. This technology is mature, but the risks are not small. If a new method is developed, it may create more applicable diseases.
"What do you think?" Liu Muqiao asked the two foreigners, who can be regarded as the top experts living in the world.
"Inject gel into the sponge," Anderson said.
"Radio frequency." Smith said.
Liu Muqiao thought about it for a while and said, "I think it would be better to use both at the same time."
"I agree."
"I agree too."
Seeing that everyone was unanimous, Zhong Zilong quickly said to the traveling nurse: "Go and get ready."
Soon, everything he needed was ready. Liu Muqiao couldn't help but sigh, it's better to go to a big hospital. Big hospitals are different. They have what they need. If it were Antai Hospital now, they probably wouldn't have gel sponges, radio frequency, and intracranial ones.
There is even less small radio frequency.
Next, he first pulled out the needle core, pushed a little gel sponge in, then inserted the needle core, and then advanced the puncture needle into the aneurysm.
Try to withdraw the needle core again. Yes, only a small amount of blood came out.
Seeing this bit of blood coming out, the meaning is not ordinary. In three different languages, I exclaimed again, "Oh my God! It's really true"
Just now, they didn't fully believe Liu Miqiao's words, but now they believe it, he did find an aneurysm.
The way they looked at Liu Muqiao was different again.
Anderson and Smith had to consider that in terms of puncture technology alone, our team lacked such experts.
He should be considered a great puncture master.
Zhong Zilong looked at Zhou Tao and thought, should you accept it now?
Zhou Tao looked at Liu Miqiao, his mood was complicated. He was afraid that the little fame he had gained in Wuxuan Hospital would be completely wiped out by you.
Liu Miqiao didn't think much and started the second step. Liu Miqiao performed radiofrequency ablation again, very, very small radiofrequency ablation.
"I said, why don't we still have an aneurysm? Let's do it," Smith said.
"Yes, it will be done cleanly once. I agree." Anderson also said.
Liu Miqiao ignored them and continued to insert the needle. When he reached the hematoma cavity, he pulled out the needle core, put on the syringe, and drew out 15 ml of blood. He rinsed it again and found no signs of further bleeding.
"The aneurysm was also treated?" Liu Miqiao hesitated.
What if people don’t believe it? Without vascular imaging and angiography, if someone says they have an aneurysm, will they believe it?
What if complications occur in the future? What if the brain function is damaged? Will he blame me for doing an operation that he might not have done?
What if epilepsy occurs in the future?
Liu Muqiao expressed his worries.
"How can there be so many concerns?" Smith and Anderson didn't understand.
"You are doctors and we are doctors. Our doctor-patient relationship is more tense." Zhong Zilong stood up to speak for Liu Miqiao.
"Forget it," Anderson said.
Liu Miqiao was still hesitating, so he turned around and said to Zhong Zilong: "You make the decision."
As a nationally renowned Wuxuan Hospital, its Department of Neurology ranks very high in the country. Sima Linyi will not have much objection to any decision Zhong Zilong makes.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Zilong shook his head slowly.
"Don't do it."
Liu Muqiao rolled his eyes, okay, if you don’t want to do it, then don’t do it.
It is better to do less than to do more.
Anyway, it’s not too difficult to intervene.
Liu Miqiao's idea was simple, but Zhong Zilong had an extra thought. Liu Miqiao had just mentioned the hemangioma when he was watching the CT scan. Whether it was a hemangioma or not, Zhong Zilong still had some doubts in his heart. He stayed here just in time to do an angiogram to verify it.<
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Since he decided not to do it, Sima Linyi's operation was considered over, and the subsequent work was handed over to Zhou Tao, Liu Miqiao and Smith, and Anderson walked out of the operating room.
When they came out, everyone rushed forward.
The afternoon class was just theory. Now, they witnessed a high-level puncture with their own eyes. Especially Liu Maqiao was able to distinguish the aneurysm when inserting the needle, which is amazing.
After another ten minutes, Sima Linyi returned to the ward and was awake.
The first thing he did when he woke up was to do a physical examination on himself. Yes, there were no obvious positive signs.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much."
He looked at the professors in front of him, and finally looked at Liu Miqiao.
"What should I do next?"
"The first is functional exercise, and the second is taking some traditional Chinese medicine appropriately. Huatuo Zaizao Pill is actually a very good medicine for nourishing the nerves. You can keep taking it for a year."
"Hua Tuo Zai Zao Pill?" several voices asked in surprise at the same time.
Liu Miqiao said confidently: "Yes, this medicine is worth using. Among all nerve-nourishing medicines, it has certain curative effects. Smith, there is no such medicine in your country. This is an ancient Chinese medicine."<
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Smith's eyes widened, "I will definitely lobby the Food and Drug Administration."
Next, Smith told Sima Lin Yi that he still had a small aneurysm in his head, and his expression suddenly changed.
"It doesn't matter, our interventional therapy is very mature. Our most powerful deputy director Zhou Tao will do it for you, so you can rest assured. We will do an angiography tomorrow and help you operate as soon as possible." Zhong Zilong said firmly
The tone said to Sima Lin Yi.
However, I did not receive the expected gratitude.
Sima Lin Yi glanced at Liu Miqiao, "Can you do it?"
"Me?" Liu Muqiao smiled slightly and said, "No, in terms of actual operation, I have never done a case, and it is safer to do it by Zhou Tao."
Sima Linyi did not insist anymore. In Wuxuan Hospital, he could not be too willful. This is a national-level hospital. Regardless of your status in the provincial hospital, here, a deputy chief physician can give you a look.
The patient still needed to rest, and the risk of bleeding still existed. Smith took Liu Miqiao and others out of the ward, and then they discussed the medical orders together.
Both Smith and Anderson asked Liu Miqiao to decide.
Half a day ago, Liu Muqiao would have died of shame. Now, he has no stage fright at all. Well, I will make a medical order and ask the two professors to correct it.
Then, he gave a set of simple prescriptions.
"That's okay. Don't use many medicines. If you use them, they are just for nothing. They are just placebos." Liu Muqiao concluded in the end.
Zhong Zilong and others are all experts, so they naturally know that many medicines are actually just to comfort patients and doctors.
After writing the medical orders, two nurses were sneaking around, holding mobile phones in their hands and staring at Liu Miqiao. They were encouraging each other.
"Come on!"
This chapter has been completed!