Nearly 7 o'clock in the evening, People's Liberation Army General Hospital in Beijing.
There were only ten or twenty people sitting in a small conference room on the third floor of the cardiology building.
If colleagues in the industry walked into this place, they would be surprised to find that the people sitting in this small conference room were either the top cardiac experts in Beijing or the famous cardiology experts.
There are also the renowned Chinese medicine master Qin Lao, and the Chinese medicine master Chu Shiyu from the Chu family in the capital.
These people were summoned urgently before three o'clock in the afternoon.
They spent more than three hours conducting a physical examination on a fifty-six-year-old patient with completely white hair.
Just within the previous hour, invited cardiac medical experts and masters of traditional Chinese medicine gathered together to conduct a heated consultation on the patient's condition.
A soldier with thick eyebrows and a square face wearing a military uniform quietly accompanied everyone during the diagnosis and consultation.
Now that he heard the expert team's consultation opinions on the patient, the square-faced soldier finally couldn't help but stood up.
"According to the consultation opinions of experts, Comrade Yi's palpitations and palpitations in the past few days are caused by excessive fatigue, and he needs to be under close medical observation while resting."
The square-faced soldier looked at Chu Shiyu again, and continued: "Mr. Chu believes that Comrade Yi may die violently, and he needs to take the special Chinese medicine prescribed by him, plus acupuncture, fumigation and other systemic treatments for at least half a month, for prevention and heart disease
recover."
The square-faced soldier took a deep breath and said: "Everyone, the reason why I have called you here urgently is because at noon, Dr. Yu Zhiming in Binhai made a diagnosis of Comrade Yi through remote auscultation, and the result was very unoptimistic..."
When Mr. Qin heard this, he couldn't help but look at Dr. Luo Yu diagonally across the conference table, his eyes reproachful.
Luo Yu responded with an apologetic expression and said to himself, "Don't blame me, there's nothing I can do about it. There was a strict order from above not to leak any information."
Mr. Qin looked at the square-faced soldier again, and saw him taking a deep breath, and then said: "Doctor Yu's diagnosis is that Comrade Yi's heart can last for two days at most."
"It will stop suddenly at any time and there will be no possibility of jumping again."
As the square-faced soldier's voice fell, a burst of surprise and shock immediately erupted from the scene.
But this sound was like the thin frost after the sun rose, melting quickly, and the small conference room fell into silence in the blink of an eye.
The square-faced soldier glanced at everyone sitting one by one, and asked anxiously: "Do you have any objections to Dr. Yu's diagnosis?"
The scene was still quiet.
After another ten seconds, it was Dr. Bi, a cardiologist from Anzhen Hospital, who finally broke the silence.
"Our diagnosis of heart disease is based on the patient's various cardiac and physical examination data, as well as clinical experience."
"But the fundamental thing is the patient's various examination data. These data come from various medical instruments and equipment."
After a pause, Dr. Bi said slowly: "No matter how sophisticated medical equipment is, it has accuracy limits. Some very hidden diseases cannot be detected."
"And Dr. Yu Zhiming..."
Dr. Bi had a complicated expression on his face and said with emotion: "Although I have never met him or communicated with him, I know that he has amazing intuition and talent for detection. He has the ability to detect the most advanced things even if he sees the slightest.
There are various physical problems that cannot be detected by medical equipment.”
"There have been many cases that have proven that Dr. Yu really has this ability."
Doctor Bi looked at the square-faced soldier and said, "I am very ashamed that we were limited by Comrade Yi's physical examination data and failed to discover his hidden major heart problem."
After another pause, Dr. Bi said slowly: "We have no objection to Dr. Yu's diagnosis."
At this time, Mr. Qin took over and said: "Dr. Yu has the ability to practice medicine, and he has not missed the opportunity to judge whether there is a disease."
"Since Comrade Yi's condition is critical, please prepare for treatment according to Dr. Yu's advice."
The square-faced soldier said: "Mr. Qin, we have entered Comrade Yi's information into the organ matching network and prepared an artificial heart."
"It's just Dr. Yu's suggestion that surgery should be performed within a day or two. Once the heart arrests, it may be too late."
"Comrade Yi's heartbeat is still strong. Even if you don't find a fatal problem, we always have some luck. I hope Dr. Yu misdiagnosed, and I hope you can find other treatment methods."
The square-faced soldier turned his attention to Chu Shiyu again and said with hope: "Mr. Chu, you judge that Comrade Yi is in danger of violent death and needs to receive your systematic treatment."
"Now……"
Chu Shiyu saw that everyone in the room was looking towards him. The calmness that he used to have without changing his face when Taishan collapsed in front of him suddenly disappeared. His fists were clenched and his heartbeat was a lot faster.
This is an opportunity.
This is a great opportunity to defeat Yu Zhiming, regain the first place in the diagnosis of cardiac diseases, and let Jingcheng Hospital rise again.
As long as Comrade Yi successfully survived the situation described by Yu Zhiming under his treatment.
only……
Chu Shiyu knew that the great fanfare of summoning famous heart experts from all over the capital for consultation was enough to prove the importance of Comrade Yi.
If he is wrong, the consequences will be very serious.
But, if you chicken out...
Chu Shiyu understood that it meant that he and Yu Zhiming were inferior to others in a fair and sleight-of-hand fight, so they took the initiative to admit defeat.
Believe in yourself?!
Or do you agree with that kid’s diagnosis?!
Just take a gamble...
As Chu Shiyu continued to struggle, the square-faced soldier's voice sounded in his ears again.
"Mr. Chu...Mr. Chu, if you are still a little unsure and need further inspection or other support, we will do our best to satisfy you."
Chu Shiyu met the square-faced soldier's gaze. After clenching and unclenching his fists several times, his lips finally opened.
"Although I am confident in my diagnosis, life is at stake, so I better not take risks. Dr. Yu's diagnosis and treatment opinions are more reliable..."
Mr. Qin kept staring at Chu Shiyu, and when he finished speaking, he found that this guy's body had stooped a bit and was no longer so straight.
Mr. Qin understood that this guy not only lost his past pride, but also lost his confidence in his medical skills.
He gave up and completely lost to Yu Zhiming...
At this moment, Yu Zhiming, who is far away in Binhai, is performing heart surgery on a German patient in the soundproof operating room of Zhizhen Building.
He had already determined through exploration that a small puncture was inserted into the left inner wall of the right atrium of the German patient.
Yu Zhiming controlled a slender interventional guidewire, passed through the superior vena cava, and successfully entered the right atrium.
However, it is not easy for the small clamp at the front end of the guide wire to clamp the small thorn.
The heart keeps beating and the blood surges.
The small clamps are fluttering around like small kites in the turbulent wind under the influence of turbulence and rapids.
Let it smoothly clamp the small thorn. To put it bluntly, it is more difficult than docking in space with the space station or intercepting missiles. After all, there are rules for docking and interception.
Yu Zhiming wants to control the slender guide wire and let the clamp at the front end of the guide wire pull out the small thorns in a chaotic environment.
During this process, the inner wall of the atrium cannot be stimulated, thereby triggering a stress-induced overreaction of the heart.
In this case, with Yu Zhiming's ability, I can only use extreme caution and patience, slightly twist the guide wire in my hand, and try again and again.
In Yu Zhiming's mind, the small clamp is like a small fish controlled by a wire, drifting in the turbulent sea of blood. Only when the time is right, a ferocious attack will be made forward...
