It's like the nonsense questions his second brother asked him.
There is no so-called possibility or non-possibility in brain death, only yes and no.
Now the patient is not brain dead at all, so what else is there to think about? This is the answer from his neurosurgeon.
Why are neurosurgeons so offended by people asking such questions?
Just like the case of Mrs. Zeng, as long as there is a tendency that brain death is possible, bad guys can take advantage of it and turn the living into the dead in minutes.
Shen Youhuan, who was standing nearby, heard this and grinned with joy: Junior Brother Cao is really fearless.
Look at little junior sister Yingying again.
Two small shining candles lit up in Xie Wanying's eyes: Senior Brother Cao, a professional, is so domineering.
The curtain moved, and everyone turned around to see a figure flashing out.
Recognizing the person, Xie Wanying thought: Doctor Song is back, and Doctor Song did not run away as expected.
"Have you finished eating?" Tao Zhijie asked.
Receiving greetings and concern from his former teacher, Song Xuelin nodded and told the news: "I was just downstairs and saw someone pushing a small flatbed truck over."
In this way, the machine that Mr. Zhang ordered to get is about to arrive.
At this time, there was a big noise at the door.
It is said that the life-saving artifact has arrived. After receiving the message, everyone ran to the door to see the "giant panda".
Li Chengyuan ran while holding his mobile phone and continued to make on-site tracking reports for his people: "Zhang Huayao really didn't lie, he got the machine."
"What's it like?" Fu Xinheng asked.
I wonder if it is the same as the machine he saw when he went abroad to study.
"It must be imported." Li Chengyuan could tell it immediately after looking at it from a distance.
It is not difficult for doctors to distinguish between domestic instruments and foreign instruments, but there is a big difference in appearance alone. The appearance design of domestic products is very ugly just from the color matching. The defects of backward appearance design of industrial products will need to be gradually improved over many years.
catch up.
Fu Xinheng thought he had heard nonsense. No domestic manufacturer can produce this thing at this stage. Everyone knows that ecmo can only be imported at this stage.
What Li Chengyuan wanted to say was that Cao Dong ran in front of him.
Pinghuai Hospital, in cooperation with the Heart and Lung Research Institute, has been promoting various domestic products related to the treatment of cardiovascular diseases. Cao Dong seemed more anxious than them.
The question is, will the people from Guozhi show it to them?
"Get out of the way."
Someone from Guozhi called out, what are the non-Guozhi people doing here? Are they spying on intelligence?
"Okay. It's nothing. If they want to see it, they can see it." Zhang Huayao said.
The lazy tone of this old weirdo fully reflects that he is really not afraid of being looked at by them.
Just watch. Anyway, these competitors will definitely introduce this thing. At this stage, the more important thing is to brainstorm and use the machine well to save people.
The big boss is as open-minded as the ocean, which is unimaginable to outsiders.
Regarding Guozhi Zhang's statement, people in other hospitals had different expressions.
Cao Dong thought about what his father said and didn't think Zhang Huayao was that "bad".
People in the National Association are different. They have conflicts with Mr. Zhang and never thought that this man could have such a simple and kind heart.
The valuable machine was personally delivered by Director Wang of Guozhi ICU.
Director Wang and Zhang Huayao walked together and asked: "Director Zhang, you said on the phone that there is someone who can guide us in using ecmo. Who is that teacher?"
Which teacher?
Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Huayao's mouth curved up enough to hang a kettle: "You're right, it's Teacher Xie."
