Fang Le's acupuncture technique really frightened everyone in the rescue room. Everyone in the rescue room was shocked. At this moment, apart from the sound of equipment and instruments, there was only the sound of everyone in the rescue room.
There was a sound of breathing.
Such a long gold needle actually went in along the corner of the patient's eye.
Zheng Jinfan and others have never heard of this kind of operation, let alone seen it.
Such a long golden needle, where the hell does it go all the way?
While watching Fang Le's treatment, Zheng Jinfan and others couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for Fang Le. They didn't dare to speak out for fear of disturbing Fang Le.
And Fang Le was indeed concentrating and being cautious at the moment.
The whole operation looks simple, but in fact it is quite difficult.
This golden needle skill is a skill passed down from Fang Le's family. Fang Le learned it from his father Fang Han.
Fang Le's talent is indeed very high. He is one of those geniuses. His memory has been amazing since he was a child. It's a bit exaggerated to say that he never forgets anything, but basically he can remember anything as long as he sees it two or three times.
Fang Le still remembered that when he was a child, his father said that the child's memory and understanding were at least 85, so I gave him the two bottles of potion to drink.
To be honest, Fang Le didn't know much about how his father came from 85, and he didn't know much about the potion. Could it be that his father had studied some potion and experimented on it himself?
When he grew up, Fang Le asked his father, but his father denied it, saying it was a joke and there was no medicine.
Fang Le has been smart since he was a child. At the age of thirty-four, he is proficient in both Chinese and Western medicine and has achieved good results in many fields. He is indeed considered a genius.
But if we really want to elaborate, among many fields, Fang Le's talent in Chinese medicine is indeed the highest. After all, he has been exposed to Chinese medicine since he was a child, and Fang Le has also been practicing acupuncture since he was a child.
Speaking of this acupuncture technique, it was not my father Fang Han who taught it personally at first, but my grandfather Fang Yuanchen.
First, he tied tofu, then paper, then pig skin, and then the solid wood tabletop had to be able to be penetrated. Grandpa said that this was how he taught his father at that time.
Regarding this incident, Fang Le's father, Fang Han, had a strange expression at the time.
Just like the expression on his face when he mentioned that he used mutton legs to practice bone-setting, Fang Le once suspected that what Grandpa Zeng was telling the truth was not true.
However, the effect was indeed impressive. This is how Fang Le learned the basics of acupuncture. Later, he followed his father Fang Han to learn the skills of burning mountain fires, cooling the sky, and golden needles, which were all based on solid acupuncture skills.
When only about three inches of the golden needle was exposed, Fang Le twisted his fingers, and the golden needle slowly began to move out. After all the golden needles that had been inserted came out, Zheng Jinfan and others were surprised to find that
, black-red blood slowly oozed out from the corners of the patient's eyes.
"Help me wipe it."
Fang Le explained, and then disinfected the golden needle again. Using the same technique, the golden needle pierced the other corner of the patient's eye again. Under everyone's frightened eyes, the golden needle slowly moved in again.
Cheng Yunhai stood on the side, wiping the blood seeping out of the corner of his mother's eye with a cotton ball, and watching Fang Le prick the needle.
"Just rub it outside the eye socket, don't get close, or let the blood seep out."
Fang Le reminded at the same time.
When Fang Le pulled out the golden needle from the other corner of the patient's eye, black and red blood slowly oozed out from the other corner of the patient's eye.
"The patient's intracranial pressure began to decrease."
After Fang Le sterilized the gold needle again, a doctor in the emergency room looked at the intracranial pressure monitor, and then subconsciously exclaimed.
In addition to the ICU and operating room, Xijing Hospital is equipped with an intracranial pressure monitor in the emergency room. The cost of this thing is very high. This intracranial pressure monitor was used last year before Fang Le came to the emergency department.
, Han Shengxue tried his best to get it for the emergency department.
Following the exclamation from the monitoring doctor, Wu Xinping, Zhang Yansong and Zheng Jinfan hurriedly came over.
"325...321...continuing to fall."
Wu Xinping couldn't help but rub his eyes and looked again. The intracranial pressure was already 312.
The patient's intracranial pressure was already close to 700, so Wu Xinping suggested surgery as soon as possible.
You know, the normal maximum intracranial pressure for adults is 200. The patient's intracranial pressure is close to 700, which is almost three times the highest value for normal people. But now, it has dropped to more than 300...
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And it continues to decline.
Zhang Yansong, director of the Department of Neurology, and Wu Xinping, director of the Department of Neurosurgery, stared at the intracranial pressure monitor, their mouths open enough to fit two large duck eggs.
According to this situation, the patient does not need to undergo craniotomy and decompression surgery at all.
Fang Le's two injections just now are more effective than craniotomy and decompression surgery. The most important thing is that the risks are smaller.
Craniotomy surgery is quite risky. After all, it is a craniotomy, a human head, not a finger.
For major surgeries, the difficulty of the surgery is not mentioned for the time being. The probability of postoperative recovery, postoperative infection, and postoperative complications is quite high. Any of them may cause serious dangers.
Although Fang Le's acupuncture treatment just now seemed very risky, at this moment, there is almost no risk. With the reduction of the patient's intracranial pressure, there is almost no need for the patient to undergo craniotomy and decompression surgery.
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For a time, Wu Xinping and Zhang Yansong, two experts in related fields, were a little confused and at a loss.
If every Chinese medicine doctor had Fang Le's ability, then why would they study all day long?
At this moment, Wu Xinping and Zhang Yansong were like former martial arts masters who suddenly saw the power of hot weapons and suddenly felt that practicing martial arts was useless.
Of course, this kind of thinking is definitely incorrect, but now, Wu Xinping and Zhang Yansong couldn't help but feel a little inspired when they suddenly saw Fang Le's methods.
Zheng Jinfan was also dumbfounded, opening and closing his mouth and unable to say a word.
This was not the first time Zheng Jinfan had known about Fang Le's level, but it seemed to shock him every time.
Is this guy still a human being?
As a doctoral candidate who graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in the United States, Zheng Jinfan is very aware of the difficulty of craniotomy. In 1995, it was far from the time around 2010, when medical standards were limited and related drugs were scarce.
Although currently in the world, top hospitals in many countries are always preaching about firsts and first cases, but firsts and first cases are just special cases. In terms of the overall international medical level, craniotomy surgery is still very cutting-edge.
Had surgery.
"Doctor Fang..."
Cheng Yunhai's voice trembled a little: "Thank you, thank you."
"Don't say any polite words."
Fang Le collected the golden needle, walked to the side and wrote the prescription, and then handed it to Cheng Yunhai: "Although the intracranial pressure has dropped, the high fever has not subsided, and there is no sign of improvement in the mind. Don't be too optimistic."
With that said, Fang Le handed the prescription in his hand to Cheng Yunhai: "Go get the medicine and take good care of your mother."
"Doctor Fang..."
After Fang Le finished explaining to Cheng Yunhai, Wu Xinping and Zhang Yansong came to their senses.
"Can the acupuncture method Dr. Fang just used be applicable to all patients with cerebral hemorrhage?"
"How can it be."
Fang Ledao: "Any treatment method has limitations. First of all, the amount of bleeding should not be too large. Secondly, the bleeding site must be appropriate. To put it bluntly, I just used acupuncture to reduce the patient's intracranial pain.
Pressure, the principle is actually the same as trying to bleed."
Wu Xinping said to himself, I must know some truth, but the problem is not as blood-letting as yours?
Such a long needle goes in from the corner of the eye, which is scary to see.
For such a method, let alone knowing how to do it, at least you need to have enough courage and confidence.
As a neurosurgery expert, Wu Xinping has a very clear understanding of the structure of the human brain. Basically, he now understands why Fang Le acupuncture can relieve intracranial pressure in patients.
To a certain extent, the principle is the same as that of craniotomy and drainage.
But one needs a craniotomy and the other doesn't, the gap is huge.
"Silver Needle."
Fang Le was talking to Wu Xinping and Zhang Yansong, and then spoke to a resident doctor next to him. The resident doctor hurriedly went to prepare silver needles again.
After a while, the silver needle was brought, and Fang Le used a Mitsubishi needle to try to bleed.
Then wait for the decoction to arrive and use enema to give the medicine to the patient.
It was not until nine o'clock in the evening that the patient finally woke up and the high fever subsided.
Ordinarily, Wu Xinping and Zhang Yansong should have gotten off work long ago. They received the notice from the emergency department when they were about to get off work, but they were reluctant to leave. They stayed here with Fang Le, waiting for the patient.
It was not until the patient woke up and the high fever subsided that Zhang Yansong and Wu Xinping reluctantly left work.
"Doctor Fang, you should go back as well. You probably haven't eaten yet. I'll watch over here tonight. If anything happens, I'll call you."
Zheng Jinfan also said politely to Fang Le.
During this period of time, Zheng Jinfan worked hard to show off his presence in the department, just so that when Fang Le came back, he would at least let Fang Le know that his reputation as Dr. Turtle was not in vain.
Although some aspects are indeed not as amazing as Fang Le's, he still has real abilities and cannot be underestimated.
However, all Zheng Jinfan's thoughts disappeared with Fang Le's golden needle skills just now.
Facing such a player, what else could Zheng Jinfan think about?
No matter how good your performance is, compared with Fang Le, it seems to pale into insignificance. Who has ever seen the intracranial pressure of a patient with cerebral hemorrhage relieved with a golden needle? He was originally unconscious and had a high fever.
Patients whose lives are in immediate danger will wake up in about two to three hours.
"Okay, after a day of surgery, I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back."
Fang Le nodded and did not insist. The operation of the gold needle just now was indeed very energy-consuming. In addition, he had not eaten yet, so Fang Le was really tired and hungry.