Qi Yue also knows that Yu Zhiming’s knowledge reserve, no matter how excellent it is, is still at the level of a third-rate medical school.
During the years when I worked in the county hospital, I basically did not involve craniotomy.
The injection of blood vessels in the brain was really difficult for him.
But now that the situation is urgent, all we can do is rush it to the shelves. Qi Yue doesn’t know the exact location of the air embolism, so he can’t take action for Yu Zhiming.
"Zhiming, you said... no, draw the location of the air embolism in his brain."
"I'll design the puncture path!"
Before Qi Yue's voice fell, Yu Zhiming had already taken out a small notebook and a gel pen from the pocket of his white coat, and started drawing.
Thanks to his exploration of the human body structure in the past few years, as well as his continuous practice, and his familiarity with simple diagram drawing, Yu Zhiming used only a few strokes to concisely draw the location of the air embolism in the cerebral blood vessels.
Expressed.
As a medical expert, Qi Yue’s familiarity with the structure of the human body and his spatial imagination are also extremely impressive.
Not to mention, his specialty is neurology, and his understanding of the brain is extremely detailed.
He looked at Yu Zhiming's sketch, pondered for a moment, then came to the left side of Luo Yang's head, stretched out his index finger, and made a gesture under the base of Luo Yang's left ear.
"Zhi Ming, insert the needle from this position and in this direction, do you understand?"
Yu Zhiming nodded.
Qi Yue noticed that Yu Zhiming was still hesitant, and added: "Based on time, maybe in another minute, that part of the brain tissue will cause irreversible damage due to continued lack of oxygen."
"By then, this guy will be half paralyzed, or in a vegetative state at worst. This result is definitely not what this guy wants."
Speaking of this, Qi Yue's tone suddenly became harsh.
"Zhi Ming, there is no time to delay, hurry up."
Yu Zhiming is not a person who is hesitant. He has already made a decision, with a mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and just stabs hard...
The few people in white coats who were watching couldn't help but feel tight in their hearts, and they couldn't bear to watch.
When they opened their eyes again, they saw that the slender puncture needle, which was more than 20 centimeters long, had entered halfway from the base of Luo Yang's left ear.
This time, the piercing was fast and hard, making each of them feel a chill in their heads and a chill in their hearts.
The next moment, they saw a line of blood spurting out from the hollow puncture needle...
"Why are you standing there stunned? Why don't you take the person away quickly for further rescue?"
Qi Yue's scolding woke up several people watching.
They finally realized that Luoyang was not completely out of danger yet, and the crisis was still continuing.
The few people did not bother to talk to Qi Yue and Yu Zhiming, and hurried to the cardiopulmonary building pushing the gurney...
Yu Zhiming suddenly thought of a question and asked: "Teacher, after this injection, will that guy have any sequelae?"
Qi Yue replied calmly: "It's nothing. It's just that the hearing in the left ear has been greatly reduced or deafened, and I have had headaches for at least half a year."
"Compared with other consequences, this is the least serious."
Qi Yue said it with a relaxed and carefree face, but he didn't know it, but it frightened Yu Zhiming.
This injection is equivalent to losing the hearing in the left ear.
Unless this kind of brain problem is urgent and necessary, it is better to avoid it if you encounter it in the future...
After experiencing a thrilling experience, Yu Zhiming wandered back to the central office.
Unexpectedly, he discovered that a woman with short hair was holding a banner in both hands and walking towards him with excitement.
The banner is embroidered with two rows of golden characters, "A benevolent heart cares for patients, and a medical skill that rivals Bian Que's".
Although these two lines of words don't rhyme very much, they praise the doctor's most important medical ethics and skills.
As the first banner he received after joining Huashan Hospital, Yu Zhiming was quite satisfied.
Yu Zhiming only felt vaguely familiar with the short-haired woman in her thirties who presented the banner, and did not remember any connection with him.
It would be embarrassing if the wrong banner was collected.
Yu Zhiming did not pick up the banner, but asked tentatively: "Who are you? I have come into contact with more people, and I am also somewhat face-blind."
The short-haired woman smiled and said, "Dr. Yu, it seems you don't remember me."
"As a reminder, more than a month ago, the circular stone pier in front of the Youyou Hotel was opened."
When Shi Dunzi was mentioned, there was a more familiar voice, and Yu Zhiming immediately remembered the past events related to this woman.
Menstrual pain and ectopic pregnancy!
"Is it you? Why did you cut your long hair!"
Yu Zhiming, who looked like he suddenly realized something, took the banner with both hands, thanked him seriously, and then handed the banner to Zhou Mo who came next to him.
The short-haired woman smiled and said, "It's me."
"After that operation, I felt the need to change myself and start from scratch."
"I was cruel and cut my hair short."
She chuckled again and said: "It was only yesterday that I accidentally saw the hotly discussed report on the Internet and saw your photo, and then I found out your true identity."
Having said this, the short-haired woman straightened her body and bowed deeply to Yu Zhiming.
"Dr. Yu, thank you!"
The short-haired woman straightened up and said sincerely: "Without your timely warning, I don't know how much I would have suffered."
"Perhaps, even if you lose your life."
"Dr. Yu, thank you so much."
Yu Zhiming replied politely: "I am a doctor, and this is part of my job. You don't need to say thank you like this."
They briefly exchanged a few words, and the short-haired woman said goodbye politely and left.
After she left, Yu Zhiming discovered that he still didn’t know what this woman’s name was.
It seems that this woman also forgot to introduce herself.
"Zhou Mo, when she was waiting for me here, did she tell you her name?"
Zhou Mo recalled it, shook his head and said: "No."
"She just told me that she was lying on a stone pillar to relieve abdominal pain. It was you who saw at a glance that she had an ectopic pregnancy and asked her to come to our hospital for examination and treatment."
"Doctor Yu, this banner?"
Yu Zhiming noticed that neither this large office nor the director's office next door hung a banner of thanks from the patient.
He took the banner and said: "Put it in the locker. I don't need this banner to show off my medical skills now."
Zhou Mo pursed his lips and smiled: "You are the famous humanoid CT, the nemesis that makes early-stage cancer invisible, why do you need this banner as a facade?"
Yu Zhiming looked like a master and said lightly: "It's just a false reputation."
"There is no qualitative change or improvement between me today and me two days ago."
Amidst Zhou Mo's laughter, Yu Zhiming, who felt a little pretentious, put the banner into the locker, quickly left the big office and came to the ward area.
He needs to supervise and record the physical changes of the narcoleptic teenager after taking the medicine...
Before lunch, Yu Zhiming got the definite news that Luo Yang, the young doctor who couldn't figure it out, woke up.
His body also showed no symptoms of hemiplegia.
This means that Yu Zhiming’s work was not in vain, the rescue was successful and the person was brought back from the brink of death.
As he got off work in the evening, Yu Zhiming was somewhat surprised to see an investigation notice on the Internet about his failure in the postgraduate re-examination issued by Peking University Medical School.
The notice pointed out that the performance of the other two people in the postgraduate re-examination that year was quite excellent.
This resulted in Dr. Yu Zhiming's weighted total scores for the preliminary examination and re-examination being 0.25 points and 1.2 points behind them respectively, ranking third, and thus losing his admission qualification.
Throughout the re-examination and admission process, the medical school investigation team reviewed the archives of the year and interviewed relevant participants, and found no violations of regulations or disciplines...
