Dr. Wanjie's face turned red and he was speechless.
How could he understand it? He just didn't understand it at all, right?
But forget it, don’t explain this kind of thing, it would be embarrassing if you say it.
General La Michele, who had been impatient for a long time, jumped out as soon as Dr. Gervan finally relented.
"Then let's go to the ward now and let Mr. Yang Haoran take a look at General McClug's condition."
Doctor Zervan nodded and had no reason to refute.
At the same time, he also wanted to see the real Chinese medical skills and see how Yang Haoran treated people.
Although so far, he still doesn't trust Hua Guo's medical skills and Yang Haoran.
However, he will supervise the whole process, and if he finds anything wrong, he will stop Yang Haoran in time.
In the ward, General McClurg was lying quietly on the bed. His condition had stabilized, but he showed no signs of waking up.
Yang Haoran had already understood his situation before.
At this time, he approached the bed and put his hand on General McClug's veins.
The pulse is not weak, indicating that General McClug's physical fitness is still good.
It was just chaotic and rapid. It seemed that the congestion inside the body had not been cleared away after the previous cerebral hemorrhage.
And this is also the most important reason why General McClurg cannot wake up.
Yang Haoran looked at Dr. Gervan and asked, "Has the congestion in General McClug's head not been completely removed?"
Zhirvanke nodded: "It is true that it has not been completely eliminated because it involves many dangerous areas and cannot be treated further.
Therefore, we can only take cautious treatment to avoid secondary accidents.”
"Actually, as long as all the congestion is removed and the blood vessels are unblocked, General McClurg can wake up."
Doctor Zervan laughed and said: "What you said is too simple. The truth is true.
But it is indeed difficult to operate in practice. Once the operation is wrong, General McClug may die faster.
As a doctor, I am not allowed to take such risks."
General La Michele looked at Yang Haoran with an anxious look, and asked impatiently: "Mr. Yang, do you have any idea?"
Before Yang Haoran could answer, Zhirvanke had already sneered.
"In this case, no one has a sure way.
The blood in General McClurg's brain was so deep that it was impossible to reach it without a craniotomy.
The risks of craniotomy are extremely high, and the success rate is not even 10%, so the risk is too great."
Doctor Dalisam retorted from the side: "Zilvanke, you are right.
But you overlooked one point, Mr. Yang Haoran is a Chinese doctor.
Chinese medicine is different from our medicine, and he may have other miraculous methods.
Just like last time, he cured my disease using a magical method called acupuncture."
Zirwanke curled his lips and looked at Yang Haoran playfully.
"So, Mr. Yang Haoran, do you really have a way to cure General McClurg?"
General Ramiel became nervous because General McClurg had a special status in the Sealand Navy.
His sudden collapse this time left too many uncertain factors for Zealandia's national security.
If General McClurg can wake up, everything can be solved.
Yang Haoran frowned slightly: "It's a bit difficult, but it can be done, but it may take a little longer." Guan Jia Novel
"How long?"
General Lamichel asked impatiently.
"It'll probably take about four hours."
Yang Haoran's tone was calm, but the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Is four hours a long time?
Zirvanke has some serious doubts about Yang Haoran's understanding of the length of time. For the recovery period of a critically ill patient, the shortest unit of time should be a genius.
When I arrived at Yang Haoran's place, I didn't even talk about it, but I still felt dissatisfied!
"Mr. Yang Haoran, are you kidding? What do you mean by four hours? Is it the treatment time you need, or General McClug's recovery time?"
Zhirvanko asked in disbelief.
"Just give me four hours to complete the treatment on General McClurg, and he will wake up naturally."
Zirvanke's pupils suddenly dilated: "Wake up? Are you sure you are not joking?"
Yang Haoran asked, "Do you think I'm joking?"
Zhirvanke was speechless, but he was extremely suspicious in his heart that Yang Haoran was really joking.
The most excited person was of course General Ramiel, who did not have as many worries as Zhirvanko.
"In this case, please treat General McClurg now. This is very important to the entire Sealand country."
Yang Haoran nodded, but Zhierwanke hesitated to speak.
Darisam asked: "Mr. Yang Haoran, do you need any help?"
"No, you can't help with this kind of thing."
Darisam looked frustrated, but not dissatisfied.
Because he knew that Yang Haoran was telling the truth, and he knew nothing about the mysterious Chinese medical skills.
Yang Haoran asked the three people to step aside, and then he activated the Qimen Dunjia Disk and used the formation to completely cover General McClug.
In addition to trapping and killing enemies, the formation also plays an important role in stabilizing the space.
It is not only the external space that is stable, but also General McClurg's body.
Use the power of the formation to control General McClug's blood flow rate and some vital signs.
But with the eyes of Zilvanke and others, they could not see anything.
But I also felt something strange, as if there was an extra layer of separation between them and General McClug in the hospital bed.
If Yang Haoran wanted to remove the congestion in General McClug's head, it was naturally impossible to open his skull.
He must guide the congestion to a safe location so that it can be removed.
And this is not a simple matter.
Yang Haoran sat on the chair next to the bed, then stretched out his palm and pressed it on General McClurg's forehead.
Then he closed his eyes and entered a strange state.
Yang Haoran opened his eyes, and then invaded his consciousness into General McClug's head.
Because General McClurg fell into a deep coma, Yang Haoran's consciousness was not hindered in any way.
The entire scene was clearly displayed in Yang Haoran's mind, including the location and specific circumstances of the congestion.
A soft energy penetrated Yang Haoran's palm and entered General McClug's head.
Like a scavenger, dredging the blood in General McClurg's head.
All the congestion was gathered bit by bit towards General McClug's neck.
