He thought that Nian Mu was here to check the wound and change the dressing, but he didn't expect that he was here to remove the sutures, so he didn't make any preparations.
"Let's talk about it, my next project has been decided." Nian Mu said, shaking his hand, "Then could you please help me unpack it?"
"I asked the intern to come in with a suture removal kit." As soon as Si Yao finished speaking, the intern walked in with a suture removal kit, "Dr. Pei, this is the suture removal kit you want."
"Thank you." Si Yao opened the package, took out a sterilized cotton ball, and disinfected the sutures.
His movements were gentle. Although it looked like it had healed, he was still afraid of hurting Nian Mu.
Seeing this, the intern doctor wondered if he had misremembered the time of Nian Mu's injury.
But the day Nian Mu was injured was also the day Lin Wenzheng and his wife were hospitalized. The whole hospital was in a state of shock. He remembered it correctly.
The intern glanced at Nian Mu's palm again.
Si Yao picked up the scissors for removing the sutures and said calmly: "Don't look at it, it's already healed."
"Oh." The intern replied dully. He saw it and it was indeed healed.
It’s just that the speed of healing is amazing!
Si Yao moved quickly, and after removing Nianmu's stitches, he put a piece of tape on it to prevent the small hole passed by the thread from getting infected.
"Take off the tape tomorrow," he warned.
"Understood." Nian Mu nodded, took out the medical card he issued at the hospital, and handed it over.
"I won't charge you for the consultation fee, just keep the suture removal kit on me." Si Yao shook his head, it was just a small amount of money and he didn't bother to accept it.
"Thank you then." Nianmu insisted without any pretense.
Si Yao pointed to the fruit in the bag, "Is this for me?"
"No, I have to go upstairs to visit Uncle Lin, Aunt Lin, and Aunt Ruan." Nian Mu was a little embarrassed, not expecting him to ask this.
But she also knew that Si Yao was just asking this question to liven up the atmosphere.
"They're all from Mu Shaoling's side... Professor Nian, I'm actually quite short of fruit." Si Yao winked playfully and chatted with her about household matters.
He had a hunch that Nian Mu's ability would help him more in the future.
Si Yao believes that what Nian Mu learned on the horror island will be of great help to patients in the future.
The intern doctor on the side couldn't stand seeing him teasing Nian Mu like this, "Doctor Pei, many nurses and patients' families want to give you fruits, why don't you want it?"
"Shut up." Si Yao rolled his eyes at him. This intern doctor was getting bolder and bolder.
The intern doctor was scolded, touched his nose, and said quickly: "Dr. Pei, if everything is okay, I will go out to check the medical records first."
After saying that, he quickly left Si Yao's office like a rabbit about to be caught.
Nianmu smiled.
Seeing her smile, Si Yao joked again: "Professor Nian, if you feel bored at Mu Shaoling's place one day, you can consider coming here. I'm always welcome here."
Nian Mu was startled, "Doctor Pei, are you poaching?"
Si Yao explained: "When I talk about work, you are a rare talent."
"I know you are talking about work, but I am just an ordinary biopharmaceutical researcher. I may know a little more than others. In the final analysis, I am still an ordinary person." Nian Mu refused lightly.
She had never thought about working in a hospital.
If she regains her identity one day, it's hard to say whether she will be engaged in her previous job of architectural design or biopharmaceutical research.
However, it is impossible for her to work in the hospital.
Nian Mu doesn't like hospitals.
"By the way, Doctor Pei, I...no, how is Aunt Ruan's current situation?" She wanted to know Ruan Manwei's current situation.
"Well, I also want to tell you about this. Patients are relatively resistant to chemotherapy drugs, but fortunately, the Chinese medicine you prepared can alleviate most of the discomfort caused by chemotherapy.
But specifically, you have to wait for a course of treatment to know how useful the medicine you prepared is." Si Yao said.
"Well, I hope it can help Aunt Ruan reduce her pain." Nian Mu said slowly.
"If this prescription is effective, I would like to ask you to promote the prescription and help many patients." Si Yao looked sincere.
"Besides, this is Chinese medicine. The dosage of each Chinese medicine is different for different people. I don't have a standard for adjustment. Besides, if this prescription is to be used for clinical research, even if there are volunteers, the research dosage will be different.
It can't be completed in a day or two," Nian Mu said.
The standard dosage was in Asa's head, but he didn't teach her.
Because it is not used on a daily basis, Asa only mentioned it when he was talking about this prescription.
But when he mentioned cancer chemotherapy, Nian Mu thought of his adoptive father, who was also in such pain at the time, so he wrote down this prescription carefully.
Therefore, Ruan Manwei can be helped.
"Yes." Si Yao nodded in agreement, "If you want volunteers, there are countless people at the hospital for you to choose from. Just think about it."
"Doctor Pei, I'm going upstairs first." Nianmu stood up holding the fruit.
"Okay." Si Yao didn't leave her alone, he just hoped that Nian Mu would consider what he said.
What he said was all for the sake of the patient.
Although I don’t know who taught Nian Mu these things, these are like prescriptions that were submerged in history hundreds of years ago, or even thousands of years ago, but they have miraculous effects in the modern era of advanced technology.
Si Yao also studied the prescriptions sent by Nian Mu. The common medicinal materials are to nourish qi and blood. There are several prescriptions in traditional Chinese medicine that are used to treat dizziness and vomiting, but these traditional Chinese medicines are relatively common. I don’t know why, but when added together, there is
Such a miraculous effect.
At least for Ruan Manwei, the effect is huge.
Ruan Manwei, who had only undergone chemotherapy once, no longer felt dizzy and vomiting after taking this traditional Chinese medicine, and his appetite even improved a lot.
If the prescription hadn't been cooked by the hospital himself and then given to the patients to drink, he would have suspected that Nian Mu had added some medicine to it.
But from taking the medicine to decoction, every step was carried out in the hospital. It was true that Nian Mu had not interfered.
Si Yao secretly marveled.
He called Mu Shaoling.
The phone rang once and was rejected.
Then Mu Shaoling sent him a WeChat message, "Meeting, anything?"
"It saves trouble." Si Yao understood what he said. He was in a meeting and couldn't answer the phone. What happened?
He sent Mu Shaoling a long WeChat message. The general meaning was that the prescription in Nian Mu's hand was very good, but if he wanted to use it on more patients, he would need permission from the State Food and Drug Administration. He wanted to ask her to continue her research.
Let these effective medicines go through various research processes and then be put on the market.
"She decided." Mu Shaoling replied with three words.
Si Yao let out a "tsk" sound.
Others are like husbands and wives accompanying their husbands, but here at Mu Shaoling, there is a strong sense of wives being followed by their husbands. If Nian Mu had been willing to study it, he would have agreed long ago.
It was because he felt she was hesitant that Si Yao contacted Mu Shaoling.
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