Zhao Yuanhang said solemnly: "Mr. Ren, the treatment of bipolar disorder is a step-by-step process. Miss's condition is too serious now. During the drug treatment, we can only use sedatives to suppress her mania."
Ren Changfeng said coldly: "My sister has been given sedatives for such a long time. How do you describe the side effects?"
Zhao Yuanhang said: "Mr. Ren, where are the drugs without side effects? Treatment of diseases is often a process of weighing the pros and cons."
"I don't want to hear this."
Ren Zhengji stared at Zhao Yuanhang with burning eyes, "I just want to ask you, do you have any way to cure my daughter?"
His voice was cold: "I gave you status, gave you honor, and spent so much money every year to support you so-called experts and scholars. As a result, if you have a little bipolar disorder, the only solution you can take is a sedative.
"
Ren Zhengji's voice was low: "I put my words here today. If my daughter's disease cannot be cured, you will all pack up and get out of here, and don't show up in Beidu again in the future."
The fierce momentum and pressure made the temperature in the field seem to drop several degrees.
Zhao Yuanhang's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and the assistants behind him were even more silent, not even daring to breathe.
The momentum of the head of the Ren family is really too powerful.
After a long while, Zhao Yuanhang said: "Mr. Ren, there is a way to solve this problem once and for all."
Ren Changfeng said angrily: "If you had a way, didn't you tell me earlier?"
Ren Zhengji said solemnly: "What method can you tell me?"
Zhao Yuanhang said: "Surgical treatment can be performed."
Ren Zhengji frowned: "Surgery?"
"Stereotaxic multi-target radiofrequency damage in the brain uses remote sensing micro-positioning, computer control, and analysis of electrical signals in brain cells, supplemented by advanced imaging diagnostic technologies such as MRI and spiral CT to determine what is inside the patient's brain.
Diseased bipolar cells.”
Zhao Yuanhang said: "Then, a 3-micron electrode is inserted into the brain during surgery, and heating is used to eliminate bipolar cells in the patient's brain, thereby achieving the purpose of cure."
Ren Zhengji asked: "How sure are you?"
Zhao Yuanhang said with some embarrassment: "I have performed no more than ten surgeries of this kind, so I am less than half sure."
Seeing Ren Zhengji's face darken, Zhao Yuanhang said hurriedly: "But I have a good friend who is an expert in this field. If he performs the surgery himself, the success rate can reach 90%."
Ren Zhengji asked: "Where is your friend now?"
Zhao Yuanhang said: "He is the director of the psychiatry department of Meiguo Capitol Hospital. If Mr. Ren accepts this treatment method, I can contact him immediately and fly over overnight."
Ren Changfeng said displeased: "Since there is such a treatment, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Zhao Yuanhang said angrily: "Any surgery will cause trauma to the body, so drug treatment is usually given first, and surgical treatment is the last resort."
Ren Changfeng looked at Ren Zhengji.
Ren Zhengji sighed: "Let's not talk about trauma or not. Treat Yingying as soon as possible. She is like this now. Even if she has no trauma at all, what quality of life is there?"
At this time, a clear voice came from the stairs: "I suggest that Mr. Ren should first understand the sequelae of this kind of surgery, and then decide whether to choose surgery."
Several people followed the sound and looked toward the stairs, and saw Song Shiyao and Chu Tianshu coming up the stairs.
The one who spoke just now was naturally Chu Tianshu.
Ren Changfeng's eyes suddenly turned red: "You bastard, how dare you come here?"
With a sharp scolding, he rushed toward Chu Tianshu with great force, and at the same time shouted to the guards: "Get this arrogant guy down for me."
Song Shiyao said in a deep voice: "Changfeng must not be rude. I invited Mr. Chu to treat Yingying."
Ren Changfeng did not dare to make a mistake in front of Song Shiyao, so he immediately stopped and signaled the guards to retreat, then gritted his teeth and stared at Chu Tianshu.
When passing by Ren Changfeng, Chu Tianshu patted Ren Changfeng's shoulder and said with a smile: "Young people, don't be so irritable. Be careful that you have bipolar disorder like your sister. You are a rat's tail juice."
Seeing Mr. Chu reaching out his hand, Ren Changfeng hid aside, but he still couldn't hide away. His face turned red and his neck was thick with anger.
Ren Zhengji took two steps forward: "Shi Yao is here."
Song Shiyao nodded and said to Chu Tianshu: "What you just meant is that the sequelae of surgical treatment are very serious?"
Chu Tianshu looked at Zhao Yuanhang meaningfully: "Let this gentleman answer it. He came up with the method and he has more say."
Ren Zhengji looked at Zhao Yuanhang.
Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Yuanhang's forehead again.
He wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and said, "The sequelae are apathy, which basically has no impact on the body and does not affect normal life."
"It won't affect normal life?"
Chu Tianshu sneered: "People have become without any emotional fluctuations, no sadness, no joy, they are like a living dead. You actually said that it will not affect normal life?"
Zhao Yuanhang said: "It's just an emotional problem, the patient won't have any physical problems..."
Ren Zhengji interrupted: "Is what he said true?
After this operation, Yingying will become emotionless?"
Zhao Yuanhang lowered his head and said, "Yes."
Ren Zhengji pointed outside and said: "Get lost, I don't want to see you trash anymore."
Zhao Yuanhang said: "Mr. Ren, if you don't want to see Miss continue to suffer the pain now, surgical treatment is currently the only way to get immediate results."
Chu Tianshu sneered: "Don't talk so eloquently, why do you represent everyone?
You can’t do anything, can’t you represent that everyone can’t do anything?”
A flash of anger flashed in Zhao Yuanhang's eyes: "Do you have any idea?"
Chu Tianshu said: "Of course, otherwise why would I appear here."
"It's so shameless. Young people brag without looking at the situation. As the director of the psychiatry department of Harmony Hospital, I can say that I am definitely one of the most authoritative people in China on mental health. I know all the mental treatments in the world.
Method."
Zhao Yuanhang glanced sideways at Chu Tianshu: "You are a child with a yellow mouth, but how many authoritative books on mental health have you read?
How many related articles have you published?
I don’t believe you can surpass me in mental health?”
Chu Tianshu sneered: "You are so capable, how come you can't cure Miss Ren?"
"you……"
Zhao Yuanhang was speechless.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Then what method can you use to cure Miss Ren's bipolar disorder immediately?"
Chu Tianshu twisted a silver needle and shook it: "The quintessence of China, acupuncture."
"Acupuncture?"
Zhao Yuanhang seemed to have heard a joke, "How dare you say that you can cure such a severe bipolar disorder with acupuncture?
I’m afraid even King Acupuncture and Huangfu Duan wouldn’t dare to say such big words.”
Chu Tianshu said: "If he can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it either."