After talking to Lao Liangtou, Zhang Yan returned to his office.

At this time another patient came.

"Uncle Ma, you are recovering well! You can even do physical therapy by yourself." Zhang Yan looked at the patients who came in and greeted them with a smile.

The patient who came in was Ma Guofu, a patient with twisted lumbar spine.

After a period of treatment, Ma Guofu is now able to move freely and can walk to Zhang Yan for physical therapy.

"Thank you, Doctor Zhang! I thought I would collapse on the bed for the rest of my life.

To tell you the truth, I secretly prepared the rat poison a long time ago, and planned to drink the rat poison when I collapse and be done with it." Ma Guofu had a thankful smile on his face and thanked Zhang Yan. www

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"Uncle Ma, I strongly disapprove of your approach.

Your actions may seem selfless and you don't want to drag your children down, but have you ever thought that if you leave, your children may have to live with guilt and self-blame for the rest of their lives?

Not to mention, you have an old lady above you. You have never thought about what will happen to your old lady if you leave?

Now is not the old society before the founding of the People's Republic of China, an era when people couldn't afford to live, get sick, or die. Now is New China.

If your life is really difficult and you can't afford to see a doctor, the street will help you find a solution, why do you have to go to the extreme route?" Zhang Yan advised solemnly.

As a doctor, the last thing you want to see is this kind of disrespect for life.

Suicide is undoubtedly a great disrespect for life.

Death is a cowardly act. If you are not afraid of death, why can't you live?

In fact, suicide is often a kind of escape, a one-and-done escape.

"Uncle Ma, death is not scary. In fact, many times, living is a kind of courage!" Zhang Yan persuaded while giving Ma Guofu a massage.

"Doctor Zhang, I can walk and move now. I must live well. I also hope to have a great-grandson one day!" Ma Guofu said with a smile.

"Yes! Uncle Ma is a blessed man. Now he has four generations living under one roof, and he will definitely be able to live under five generations in the future!" Zhang Yan said with a smile and blessing.

"I'd like to lend you your kind words!" Ma Guofu grinned.

After giving Ma Guofu the injection, he also applied a plaster.

"Uncle Ma, just come here once every three days from now on!"

You have to insist on treatment for a month." Zhang Yan warned again.

"Okay, come once every three days, I've made a note of it." Ma Guofu no longer resists treatment.

Now that I've thought about it, compared to that little money, it's better to live a walking and active life.

Just as Ma Guofu left, Master Lin arrived again, "Doctor Zhang, I'm here. How many more days do you think I'll be here?"

"You have only been undergoing treatment for less than a week, why don't you want to be treated again?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"No, I'm just asking how many days are left for the course of treatment."

"Don't think so much, just treat yourself with peace of mind!" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

Master Lin's back pain massage does not require him to do it himself, Zhao Shengli and the others can do it competently.

Just as Master Lin was about to say something, the phone on Zhang Yan's desk rang, and Zhang Yan picked up the phone.

"Dr. Zhang, this is Zhao Pengcheng! I have a patient with cervical spondylotic myelopathy here. Please come over and take a look." Chu Yunlong said on the phone.

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Zhang Yan hung up the phone.

I feel like Chu Yunlong has been a little distracted recently. He dares to admit patients with cervical spondylotic myelopathy. Why don’t you go to heaven!

Is this a disease that your district and county-level hospital can treat?

I even consulted myself, as if I could cure it.

Cervical spondylotic myelopathy, this is a neurosurgery, and it is a third-level surgery.

It would be in vain if I went there myself.

However, since Chu Yunlong made the call himself, it wouldn't look good if he didn't go there.

In fact, Zhang Yan knew very well that going there would be in vain.

For neurosurgery, he will perform hair debridement and suturing plus skull drilling and drainage.

He can't do surgery to correct spine and spinal cord deformities.

My own system is also low, and I still need to learn by myself. Look at the plug-ins next door, and just check in and get various skills.

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If you check in successfully, you will be rewarded with full second-level neurosurgery skills.

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If you check in successfully, you will be rewarded with a skill improvement card.

Think about it, if you have such a plug-in, you can become stronger while lying down, how cool it would be?

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Forget it, forget it!

These days, it’s good to have a plug-in. It’s much better than those hard-working people who have traveled through time and have no plug-ins.

In other words, during this period of time, I have spent all my energy on traditional Chinese medicine, and I have been a little slack on surgery. I will have to adjust my study time later.

Traditional Chinese medicine and surgical skills must be improved simultaneously.

Zhang Yan rode his bicycle and came to Xicheng Hospital with random thoughts all the way.

"Doctor Zhang, you are here!"

"Dean Chu, what is the cervical spondylotic myelopathy you are talking about?" Zhang Yan asked straight to the point.

"This is the situation. The patient is a relative of mine. He was originally scheduled to go to Union Medical College Hospital for surgery, but my relative had concerns about the surgery.

Therefore, I want to ask Dr. Zhang to see if there is a better way in our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Orthopedics." Chu Yunlong introduced the situation.

Only then did Zhang Yan realize that he had thought too much.

It is normal for patients to have concerns about surgery. Not to mention now, even twenty or thirty years from now, there will be many people who are born with a fear of surgery.

"This is the film taken by the patient. Please take a look at it first!" Chu Yunlong picked up an X-ray film and handed it to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan took the film and looked at it against the light.

"C2-C6 spinal canal is narrowed, compressing the nerves.

According to the practice of Western medicine, spinal deformity correction surgery should be performed to correct spinal stenosis." Zhang Yan made the diagnosis.

"Dr. Zhang is right. The diagnosis given by Union Medical College Hospital is this and requires surgical treatment.

It's just that my relative has concerns about the surgery." Chu Yunlong looked at Zhang Yan with admiration and said.

He is proficient in traditional Chinese medicine and is so good at surgery. Why is such an excellent doctor not a doctor in his own hospital?

"Dean Chu, where is the patient? As for traditional Chinese medicine, I can only judge after seeing the patient in person." Zhang Yan put down the film and said.

Chinese medicine treatment is different from Western medicine. The examination results of Western medicine can only be used as a reference for Chinese medicine.

Even, sometimes, these inspection results are not even useful for reference.

"Wait a moment, I'll call him over right now." Chu Yunlong said, leaving the office, and soon came in with a middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man saw Zhang Yan and Tian so young, he glanced at Chu Yunlong with confusion.

Use your eyes to ask: Is this the expert you found for me? How old is he? He is not older than my son. Is it reliable?
Chapter completed!