"Brother Cao is angry that the doctor's professional attitude was not carried through to the end."
"Speak more clearly, I can't quite understand it -" He Guangyou waved his hand to her and said, "You have to know that what you just said is that the patient's entire treatment plan is correct."
"There is nothing wrong. If it is sent to the relevant health department for identification, I can guarantee that it is correct. When the patient reaches such a terminal stage, clinically speaking, there is no medicine to treat it, and the operation has already been performed."
"so?"
"But Senior Brother Cao is a neurosurgeon. From his professional perspective as a neurosurgeon, he looked at this patient's problem, including that he was relatively familiar with this patient during his lifetime, and some of the changes in this patient's brain after he got the disease are
It seems that he has a doctor's perspective in mind. Yes, this patient did not have brain metastasis in the end. It seemed like a tumor without a brain. However, he knew that the human brain generally seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. This has been scientifically proven.
Research has confirmed that if you seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, the brain will have a mechanism called pain suppression, which will guide patients to produce some irrational behaviors."
When the other two people listened to what she said, they must have never considered such a problem, and now there were expressions related to memories on their faces.
A scene from four years ago was clearly replayed in their minds.
That night, there was a thunderstorm outside the window of the ward. The heavy rain did not release any relief from the depressing atmosphere in the ward, but instead brought a stronger sense of oppression. Dark clouds enveloped the hearts of everyone present.
"I've said it many times, he's lost his mind!"
"Cao Yong, can you calm down first? There is no abnormality in Mr. Zhang's brain now. His consciousness is very clear. When we discuss his personal treatment plan with him, he can put forward his own academic opinions."
"No—that's not him—"
"What are you talking about? What do you mean he is no longer Teacher Zhang?"
"He is not Teacher Zhang. I know that his brain is not Teacher Zhang now!"
"Okay, Cao Yong, get out. If you keep acting like this, I can only move you far away. It's not Teacher Zhang who's unclear, but you."
…
There was a fierce quarrel, as if a nuclear warhead was going to explode at any time and tear everyone present into pieces. Clinically, every situation like this is very painful, and no one wants to think about it.
Disputes are very emotional, just like in the medical community.
He Guangyou decisively stopped recalling and stood up to go to the door to take a breath.
One thing Xie Wanying said is right.
The brain seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. Seeing that he can't bear any pain now, he just wants to escape as soon as possible.
I walked to the door and opened it. There was a man in a blue shirt standing at the door.
He Guangyou seemed to have seen a ghost, his face turned white and his lips turned white. He trembled and squeezed out three words from his mouth: "Cao, doctor, doctor?"
I'm really not sure if I saw a ghost.
Cao Yong raised the corner of his mouth and said to him: "Fortunately, I didn't call him Teacher Zhang."
The neurosurgery department's nerves were so strong that he could actually make such a professional joke to him at this moment. He Guangyou felt that his legs were weak.
Cao Yong gently tapped his shoulder to get him out of the way, and Cao Yong walked straight into the multimedia classroom.
He Guangyou turned around and saw him walking in front of Tao Zhijie. His whole scalp was numb and his hair was about to stand on end. He was so scared that his whole body was stiff and he didn't know what to do.
