At nearly two o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at the soundproof office in Zhenlou.
Yu Zhiming stood in front of the film viewing lamp, studying the three sets of brain images with concentration for twenty minutes.
Qi Xin, who was standing quietly aside, finally couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhiming, have you come up with a good idea?"
The man and woman who proposed in the hospital were just as Qi Xin guessed. The woman in the hospital gown encountered a major problem of a narrow escape.
Egg-sized skull base meningioma.
Because the meningioma is so large, its location is dangerous, and it is complicatedly entangled with cerebral blood vessels and nerves, the surgery only has a 10 to 20 percent chance of success.
Yu Zhiming glanced at Qi Xin, who looked expectant, and said, "This is a brain tumor. Based on the patient's current condition, the only effective treatment is brain surgery."
"I don't have the ability to perform brain surgery. I'm waiting for a reply from Dr. Qin Jingmo in Beijing."
Qi Xin looked disappointed, but she also knew that surgery was not Yu Zhiming's specialty and she couldn't force it.
She turned around and said, "Brother Zhiming, were you inspired to come up with the wedding vows?"
Yu Zhiming said: "I didn't think of it, and to tell you frankly, I wasn't moved either."
Qi Xin's eyes widened and he asked: "No way? No way? You're not moved at all?"
"My fiancé, who was diagnosed with a brain tumor three months ago and entered the process of discussing marriage, turned around and left without hesitation."
"With the help of her friends, she regained her composure, decided to face up to the disease, actively received treatment, and accepted the confession of a friend who had quietly liked her for many years."
"Now, on the eve of the operation, I have accepted my new boyfriend's proposal. A friend in need is a friend indeed, but that's all."
"Brother Zhiming, are you not touched by this?"
Yu Zhiming looked at the doubtful little girl and decided to use his rich experience to let her know that she was purely self-motivated and that the proposal he saw today was not earth-shattering.
"Little girl, let me ask you, if someone has liked you for many years, wouldn't you know it?"
Qi Xin tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said uncertainly: "You should know, right?"
Yu Zhiming said: "Women's emotions are relatively delicate. If someone likes her for many years, she will not be unaware of it. Since she has not chosen the other person for many years before, it means that she does not love that person."
"I was diagnosed with a serious illness, my fiancé ran away, and I turned around and accepted that person's confession. This is most likely not love, but out of emotion or fear."
Qi Xin thought for a while and said, "Brother Zhiming, what you said really makes sense."
She also put herself in his shoes and analyzed: "If I were that woman and really fell in love with this man, I would most likely not accept his confession and proposal out of the desire not to drag him down."
"You have to accept the treatment and survive the surgery."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "That's it. This is a skull base tumor surgery. There is a high probability of being in a vegetative state or failing."
"Even if the operation is lucky enough to be successful, there is a high possibility that there will be sequelae such as memory loss, personality changes, epilepsy, damage or loss of some body functions, etc."
Qi Xin nodded his head and suddenly said: "Brother Zhiming, what you are saying is that the woman may not love the man."
"But the man has been secretly in love with her for many years, and when the woman got seriously ill, she never left him and stepped forward. Isn't this a complicated relationship?"
Yu Zhiming rolled his eyelids but did not comment.
However, Qi Xin could tell from Yu Zhiming's little actions that he was not a fan of this kind of person.
The word "dog licking" suddenly came to Qi Xin's mind, but she felt it was an offense to that person, so she didn't say it out loud.
However, after Yu Zhiming's explanation, the love that Qi Xin originally thought was touching became dull and boring.
Yu Zhiming suddenly said: "Qi Xin, let me tell you, love is not only an expression of critical moments, but also a long-term companionship."
"The performance of the moment can be performed."
"Given the woman's current situation, the man's confession and proposal are nothing. If he can take care of the woman for several years, I will admire him."
At this time, the soundproof door was pushed open, and a head poked in first, and then the body squeezed in.
"Teacher, I didn't disturb you, did I?"
Yu Zhiming glanced at Duan Yi, who had a flattering smile on his face, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Teacher, please sit down first!"
Duan Yi did not answer, but took Yu Zhiming to the sofa in the reception area and sat down, and massaged his shoulders in a very awkward way.
"Teacher, are my techniques and strength okay?"
Yu Zhiming urged: "It's rare to see you please me so much. What's the matter? I'm afraid the matter is too big to handle."
Duan Yi said hey: "Teacher, it's just a very small thing. Well, my boyfriend's family came to Binhai."
Yu Zhiming snorted and said, "Since your boyfriend is here, why are you still on duty in the hospital? Let Zhou Luo, Sui Chi or others take your place, and hurry up and accompany them."
Duan Yi said with a bitter face: "Teacher, I have already accompanied him and had two meals together."
"There are quite a few people coming."
"There were not only his parents, grandparents and younger brother, but also his sister-in-law's family and uncle's family. They were all very enthusiastic. I was a little scared because of their enthusiasm, so I hid in the name of being on duty."
Yu Zhiming felt a little resentful and said: "An ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her parents-in-law. You are not ugly and capable, so what are you hiding from?"
"Hey, let me tell you, what exactly do you want me to do?"
Duan Yi said sarcastically: "Teacher, they have a large group of people coming over there. Can you support me, my disciple?"
Yu Zhiming immediately understood that he always had to take care of his students.
"It's easy to handle. I happen to be free tonight. You go and book a private room and I'll treat them to a banquet."
These words immediately made Duan Yi dance with joy.
"Teacher, you are the best teacher in the world." As he spoke, Duan Yi, who was standing behind the sofa, hugged Yu Zhiming from behind and kissed him on the cheek.
Seeing Duan Yi running out, Yu Zhiming wiped his cheeks with a tissue in disgust.
As a doctor, it is really outrageous to not pay attention to hygiene and prevent possible infections...
A few minutes later, Yu Zhiming received a call from Qin Jingmo.
"Dr. Yu, I have studied the brain tumor information you sent me. The surgery is very difficult. Even if I were to perform the surgery, the probability of success would only increase by half a percent."
Yu Zhiming asked: "What is the main difficulty?"
Qin Jingmo replied on the phone: "The tumor is too big, and it is at the base of the skull. The edges are irregular, and it is also entangled with arteries and blood vessels and nerves. The biggest difficulty is still the last point."
While listening to Dr. Qin's story, Yu Zhiming reviewed the schematic diagram of a jellyfish-shaped brain tumor in his mind.
He asked: "Isn't it feasible to inject a radioactive particle rod through puncture to make the tumor shrink and collapse?"
Qin Jingmo replied: "It is not suitable for the patient's situation. Although the tumor shrinks and collapses under pressure, the shape will become more irregular and the entanglement with blood vessels and nerves will be more complicated, which will increase the difficulty of surgery!"
That's it...
Yu Zhiming added: "Since shrinkage cannot be achieved, can injecting liquid to expand the tumor make the surface of the tumor more regular and reduce the difficulty of surgery?"
At this moment, Yu Zhiming heard Qin Jingmo suppressing a smile, "Dr. Yu, you can actually think of injecting liquid to make the tumor expand?"
"Am I saying that you are imaginative, or..."
Qin Jingmo's voice on the phone stopped abruptly halfway through, followed by a long silence.
Three or four minutes later, Qin Jingmo's voice came from Yu Zhiming's cell phone again.
"Dr. Yu, I took it for granted again. Considering the patient's tumor condition, your idea of expanding the tumor is indeed feasible..."