He actually diagnosed a condition that even Wang Zhengliang couldn't diagnose?
"Oh my god, he, he..."
For a moment, everyone was shocked and speechless.
"sharp!"
Yang Zhen was extremely happy and reached out to pat his palms.
"Not too confused."
Lin Xiao glanced at Wang Zhengliang and said calmly.
"Ahem, yes..."
But Wang Zhengliang, who was originally aloof and aloof, changed his attitude drastically at this time, and even felt humble in front of Lin Xiao.
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If outsiders see it, they will definitely think that Lin Xiao is a senior in the medical field.
"Okay! Great!"
"Old man, this is great!"
Yang Zhen clapped his hands, unable to conceal the excitement in his heart.
And Mr. Yang is indeed happy from the bottom of his heart.
After all, myasthenia gravis and ALS, although their symptoms are similar, are not the same disease.
There is no cure for ALS, but myasthenia gravis, an immune system disease, is no different from normal people as long as it is properly controlled and improved.
It can be said that Mr. Yang has escaped from the gate of hell!
And the one who pulled him back from hell was the young man in front of him, Lin Xiao, who was looked down upon by everyone just now.
"My dear friend, thank you so much!"
Mr. Yang looked at Lin Xiao and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.
"You're welcome, sir."
Lin Xiao waved his hands slightly. This attitude of neither arrogance nor impatience made Mr. Yang like him even more.
He has such profound medical skills at such a young age and has such a stable mentality. He will definitely become a great person in the future!
"When a horse stumbles, a man stumbles."
"Needless to say, Mr. Wang's medical skills are superb, but he is not a god. Occasionally making mistakes in diagnosis is normal."
"No matter what, Mr. Wang is a leading figure in the medical community in southern Beijing."
Yang Xing stepped forward and looked at Lin Xiao with a cold expression.
"Yes! That's right."
"It's normal to make mistakes occasionally!"
"The two diseases themselves are very similar, and we are sure that the diagnosis is not accurate."
Several other doctors expressed their support for Yang Xing's statement.
"No! If it's wrong, it's wrong."
"Especially when it comes to medicine, a slight mistake can make a huge difference."
"If you make a mistake in judgment, not only will the disease fail to be cured, but it may also worsen the condition."
"So today, I am indeed wrong. I have to thank you Lin for your accurate judgment."
Wang Zhengliang shook his head slightly. His attitude made Lin Xiao very satisfied.
Seeing Wang Zhengliang say this, everyone nodded and remained silent.
However, Yang Xing felt very unhappy in his heart.
Originally, he had put so much effort into inviting Wang Zhengliang today just to suppress Yang Zhen.
However, Lin Xiao, whom Yang Zhen invited, actually occupied the limelight. How could he endure this?
"Even if he is diagnosed with the disease, what will happen?"
"As a master of medical skills, you must not only be able to see patients, but also be able to treat them."
"I think in the end, Mr. Wang will have to take action to solve the old man's condition."
"Mr. Wang, tell me, how should I treat my father's illness?"
Yang Xing snorted coldly, then looked to Wang Zhengliang for advice.
"Where are you watching, little friend Lin?"
Yang Xing did not expect that Wang Zhengliang would turn around and ask Lin Xiao for his opinion.
"Mr. Wang, I asked you to show it to me."
"I don't believe other people either."
Yang Xing immediately took a step forward, frowned and said.
Wang Zhengliang was silent for two seconds and nodded.
"Then I will give Mr. Yang a prescription for myasthenia gravis."
"After a few days of conditioning, go to the hospital for a thymectomy."
After Wang Zhengliang finished speaking, the following doctors nodded repeatedly.
Thymectomy is one of the most effective treatments for patients with myasthenia gravis.
And if the postoperative recovery is good, it will be no different from normal people.
Therefore, the treatment plan given by Wang Zhengliang is reasonable and reasonable.
However, Lin Xiao shook his head and prepared to return to his seat and sit down.
"My friend, do you have any other comments?"
Mr. Yang immediately stopped Lin Xiao and asked sincerely.
Wang Zhengliang slowly turned his head and looked at Lin Xiao. He didn't think Lin Xiao could point out anything wrong.
This is originally the most appropriate treatment plan.
Therefore, at this time, Wang Zhengliang felt confident again.
“It’s just myasthenia gravis, why does it need surgery?”
Lin Xiao shook his head slightly and said one sentence, giving Wang Zhengliang and others a critical blow again.
His attitude is really too crazy.
If you are really capable, then you are just crazy.
But if you don’t have the ability, isn’t it just plain grandstanding?
"Isn't thymectomy the most effective treatment?"
"This is something that is recognized by the medical community around the world."
Wang Zhengliang frowned slightly and asked Lin Xiao.
"It's just unnecessary."
"Besides, Mr. Yang's condition is not suitable for surgery."
Lin Xiao glanced at Mr. Yang and said lightly.
"How do you say this?"
Wang Zhengliang frowned again when he heard this.
"Myasthenia gravis, Western medicine has two treatment methods."
"One, intravenous immunoglobulin, and two, what you call thymectomy."
"But these two diseases still treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, and may relapse at any time."
"Once you encounter a trigger, it will 100% relapse."
"What are triggers? Lipid-lowering drugs, phenergan, and diazepam are all triggers."
"Mr. Yang has high blood lipids and must take lipid-lowering drugs. What's the use of having surgery now?"
When Lin Xiao said these words, Wang Zhengliang was speechless and blushed.
He didn't look at Mr. Yang's medical records, so he didn't know that Mr. Yang also had hyperlipidemia.
And his attention has never been on this.
Unexpectedly, after Lin Xiao simply took his pulse, he already knew all the conditions of Mr. Yang's body.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhengliang admired Lin Xiao from the bottom of his heart.
"Little friend Lin, you are really amazing!!"
After hearing this, Mr. Yang also praised him again and again.
Others were also extremely surprised. They found that this Lin Xiao was indeed very extraordinary!
Wang Zhengliang's granddaughter also honestly closed her mouth at this time and looked at Lin Xiao more curiously.
She really couldn't believe that a young man of similar age to her had a better understanding of medical skills than her grandfather.
"What's the use of just talking on paper?"
"Everyone will say that you are so powerful that you cured my father's illness."
Yang Xing still looked unconvinced and gritted his teeth and said something.
"Here, Xiaoyou Lin, what diagnosis and treatment method do you think is most appropriate?"
Wang Zhengliang pondered for two seconds and then asked softly.
"Since you know the art of acupuncture."
"You should understand that Chinese medicine's acupuncture is no worse than any Western medicine surgery."
As Lin Xiao said this, he reached into his arms and prepared to take out his silver needle.