Yu Zhiming looked at Dr. Ling Dai and saw her looking at him firmly. He frowned and said, "Doctor Ling, is it too late for you to ask me this question?"
"Even if you get the answer you want, there's nothing you can do to change it."
These words immediately relaxed Ling Dai's questioning attitude, and she hurriedly explained: "Although everyone is the joint surgeon, in terms of qualifications and status, Dr. Cui is the well-deserved boss of the operating room. He has absolute power in the operating room."
"He only gave me five seconds to think about it."
"The important thing is that out of trust in you, you are like a medical god and never miss anything. Although I had other surgical plans, I finally complied with your surgical arrangements."
"only……"
Ling Dai sighed softly and said: "I have regretted it since the operation was completed. If I had persisted and asked you in person if there was another possibility, maybe the woman's ovaries might have been saved."
"Dr. Yu, is that possible?"
this……
Yu Zhiming recalled the feeling of performing a flaw detection on the woman who jumped from the building, saying: "Her injuries were very serious, and it can be described as hanging by a thread. All I was thinking about at that time was how to let her survive."
"So for her surgery, my idea was to cut through the mess quickly and complete it as neatly as possible."
After a pause, Yu Zhiming asked: "How long will it take you to complete her ovarian repair?"
Ling Dai pondered and said: "Her ovary was pierced by a branch. Repair is a delicate process and takes at least four hours."
Speaking of this, she smiled bitterly and said: "I understand, if multiple people cooperate in the operation, they will definitely interfere with each other. I need to complete the operation as soon as possible to free up the operating position."
The next moment, Ling Dai said doubtfully: "The repair of gastric damage that Dr. Cui was responsible for also took three or four hours. Directly performing a total gastrectomy can also save a lot of operating time."
Yu Zhiming said softly: "This is a matter of choice. In life, eating and drinking are two words. I think eating well and drinking well are more important than fertility."
"Besides, there is no other ovary. Although fertility will be reduced, it will not be eliminated."
Ling Dai nodded lightly and said, "You have considered everything carefully."
She said solemnly: "Dr. Yu, thank you for your patient answer, otherwise I would have been struggling."
Yu Zhiming smiled softly and said, "Dr. Ling, this is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."
He said it indifferently, but in his heart he looked down on Dr. Ling Dai.
Either insist on your opinion before the operation begins, withdraw from the operation, or find him on the spot to actively fight for the woman who jumped from the building, or finish the operation step by step and forget about it.
Now I came to him specifically to question him, what is this?
Isn’t this just being looked down upon?
With such cognition, decision-making and psychological quality, how could he be rated as deputy chief physician?
Could it be that a severe menopausal attack has affected temperament and judgment?
Yu Zhiming looked at Dr. Ling Dai's leaving figure and always felt that her behavior today was not commensurate with her status.
"Doctor Ling..."
Dr. Ling Dai, who was about to walk into the stairwell, stopped, turned to look at Yu Zhiming, and asked, "Doctor Yu?"
Yu Zhiming felt a little regretful as he shouted out, not knowing how to organize his words for a moment.
Seeing the questioning expression on Dr. Ling's face, he didn't think about it anymore, so he simply said: "Doctor Ling, you are already here. I just have a little time, so I will check your body."
Ling Dai was stunned for a moment, then she smiled like a flower.
"Oh, this is a great thing that I could only ask for. Doctor Yu, I'm really troublesome for you..."
Yu Zhiming took Ling Dai back to the soundproof examination room again.
Three or four minutes later, Yu Zhiming withdrew his hand from Dr. Ling Dai's head and said very seriously: "Doctor Ling, there is some abnormality in the blood supply deep in your frontal lobe. I strongly recommend that you undergo MRI and cerebral angiography to rule out the problem...
…”
After sending away the worried Dr. Ling Dai, Jiang Ge's voice sounded in Yu Zhiming's ears.
"Dr. Yu, you suddenly called Dr. Ling back for a physical examination. You must have discovered something."
With a look of admiration and surprise on his face, Jiang Ge asked, "I noticed that you and Dr. Ling have never had any physical contact. How did you detect that there was something wrong with her brain?"
Yu Zhiming laughed, pretending to be profound and said: "You can call it the sixth sense, intuition, or the induction of heaven and man."
Jiang Ge, who was left with a question mark, returned to the soundproof office and saw Qin Jingmo standing in front of the film lamp, studying a set of brain images.
As for Qing Ning, she was leaning on the swinging headboard of the hospital bed, reading files on her tablet computer.
"Dr. Yu, for the brain clot removal surgery that will be performed this afternoon, how sure are you that the patient can be revived?"
This afternoon, Yu Zhiming arranged an operation to remove a blood clot in the brain of the woman whose husband was beaten into coma by her father-in-law.
Just in time, Qin Jingmo was here and asked her to stay in the operating room to prevent any accidents from happening.
Yu Zhiming met Qin Jingmo's gaze and said, "To be honest, I'm not sure, but at least it can make the patient's condition better."
Qin Jingmo asked with a chuckle: "Can it really get better? In my opinion, the brain damage caused by puncture has a high probability of making the patient's condition worse. Otherwise, the patient will not always take conservative treatment.
Already."
While checking Qing Ning's temperature, Yu Zhiming said confidently: "If someone else does this brain puncture surgery, there is a high probability that the situation will be even worse."
"I'm the one doing it now."
Qin Jingmo said softly: "Confidence is a good thing, but being overconfident means being arrogant. Especially for brain surgery, there is no room for arrogance. The unbeaten record in the past does not mean that it will be successful next time."
"Of course, I know that Dr. Yu has always been confident and doesn't lie."
Yu Zhiming sat behind his desk and said, "Dr. Qin, you are wrong. I am not confident. In fact, many times, I make diagnosis and treatment based on my feelings."
"For example, the patient in front of me has been in coma for two months. According to my investigation, after such a long period of rest and recovery, her condition has not improved, but has worsened."
Yu Zhiming sighed softly: "I feel that if no treatment measures are taken, she will probably never wake up again."
"In my opinion, this treatment is risky, but it is better than doing nothing."
Qin Jingmo said with a smile: "So, you have been on the side of the patient's parents and supported the surgery from the beginning?"
She further explained: "Your assistant Zhou Mo told me everything that happened around this patient."
"It's very interesting. You can make an ethics TV series."
While drawing a three-dimensional perspective view of craniopharyngioma, Yu Zhiming said: "Although several treatment options have been proposed to the patient's family, the doctor must have a preference for a certain option."
"I don't stand for the patient's parents or her husband, I just stand for the choice I prefer..."
