Liu Miqiao's guess was accurate. The quick biopsy took only 20 minutes, and the result came out, glioblastoma, malignant.
The old man's Parkinson's disease was cured.
Since he didn't know whether gamma rays would have a damaging effect on pacemakers, Liu Miqiao did not choose to use a pacemaker, but instead used a method of destroying the globus pallidus.
This method is good. If the disease relapses again in the future, a second operation can be performed to place a pacemaker.
Director Ma and the director of the radiology department admired Liu Miqiao greatly. As for the original doctor named Kuang, they were even more proud.
"I told you, right? Dr. Liu is definitely the god of neurology. You shouldn't have doubted him for a long time. Just listen to him. It's absolutely right."
Director Ma really wanted to retain Liu Muqiao. In order to thank him, he wanted to take him to several scenic spots in the province for a few days, but it didn't work.
Liu Muqiao received another call from Pingcheng. There was an epilepsy patient who wanted him to receive treatment.
Coincidentally, Pingcheng is just a hundred kilometers away and is a regional hospital.
Liu Muqiao checked the time. He would be wasting time waiting to pick him up there. It would be better to ask Director Ma to send a car to take him there. After he was done, he would take this car back. He could also take a flight home tomorrow morning.
When Director Ma heard this, he had nothing to say.
My great benefactor, I quickly called and found a local rich man, asked for a Bentley, and personally took him to Pingcheng.
Running around like this doesn't matter to Liu Muqiao. He has medicinal liquid that protects the liver, heart, and kidneys, as well as Huiqi pills. He doesn't feel tired at all, doesn't doze off, and is in great spirits.
Zou Qingxiang is in trouble. Every time he goes out, he suffers from severe sleep deprivation. Tonight, he is destined to only get 3 or 4 hours.
To be honest, since the first day of Liu Miqiao's internship, Dr. Zou's workload has greatly increased, and it has become common for him to work all night long.
Tired, but he is happy.
Just because of one of these factors, Dr. Zou is willing to work with Liu Muqiao.
Performance pay.
Before Liu Muqiao came, the average salary of neurologists was more than 5,000 yuan. It just so happened that Zou Qingxiang, as the attending doctor, earned an average salary.
The performance of 5,000 yuan and the basic salary of more than 3,000 yuan add up to more than 8,000 yuan, not much, but not too much. It is slightly more than the cadres of ordinary agencies.
Since Liu Muqiao came, the income has increased month by month. In the last month, Zou Qingxiang received 48,000 for his performance. Calculating the total income for a year, Zou Qingxiang would laugh out loud in his dreams.
What's more, Zou Qingxiang still has a fortune. If he follows Liu Miqiao out, he will get income every time.
The last time he went to Mucheng, he got 45,000.
If he only has these, there is no problem for Zou Qingxiang to become a relatively wealthy middle class, but he is still far from a rich man.
However, Zou Qingxiang knows that the probability of becoming a rich man is very high, infinitely close to 100%.
Because Zou Qingxiang has invested in Liu Miqiao's pharmaceutical factory. Although the shareholding is relatively low, only 4%, the net profit of this pharmaceutical factory is there. In a few years, when the dividends can be distributed, you can count the money and get it.
Cramp, that is a high probability event.
From this year to the next 3 to 5 years, it is estimated that no money will be used to distribute dividends. To complete primitive accumulation, enterprises must become bigger and stronger.
Too small to withstand the wind and waves.
Zou Qingxiang sat in the back seat of the Bentley, touching the leather sofa from time to time, thinking in his mind that buying a Bentley in this life is a mid-term goal, and the ultimate goal is to buy a 1,000-dollar house by the Qingjiang River on the south bank of Lushan Mountain.
Villas with more than RMB 10,000.
It is a wealthy area, and every time Dr. Zou passes there, his eyes will burn.
If you have your own villa there, your life will be perfect.
The car is speeding on the highway.
After all, it is a luxury car. Normal wind noise and road noise are almost inaudible, and beautiful music hits the ears from all directions.
It was already 7 o'clock in the evening when we arrived in Pingcheng.
Liu Muqiao first looked at the MRI film and then the electroencephalogram. This was a relatively ordinary patient, much simpler than the patients treated in Shanghai and Mucheng. He checked the patient again.
It may be a sign of drug poisoning, and the patient has some dementia.
After the examination, he gave a brief introduction to the patient's family and then said: "Let's go to the operating table!"
"Let's eat first." The director of Pingcheng Hospital personally received Liu Miqiao, "The food in the cafeteria is relatively clean. I have already informed the cafeteria that they are cooking."
Liu Muqiao said: "Just in time, the food will be on the table after we finish cooking."
The director of Pingcheng Hospital was a little confused and didn't understand.
Director Ma from Huncheng said: "What Dr. Liu means is that eating after the operation will not waste time."
"Wouldn't that dish be cold? Lamb should be eaten hot. It won't taste good if it's cold." The dean said.
Dr. Zou couldn't help but said: "Our operation only takes 10 minutes."
The dean looked at Dr. Zou, and the doubt in his eyes told Zou Qingxiang that he didn't understand.
Dr. Zou had to repeat, "The operation is very fast, it can be done in 10 minutes."
For such a sophisticated operation, what does 10 minutes mean?
The dean had to ask Director Ma, who spoke with a similar accent, "Did he say that the operation only takes 10 minutes?"
"Yes, including the preparation before and after, it will not take more than 20 minutes."
"So simple?"
"Simple?" This time, it was Director Ma's turn to explain, "Simple is indeed simple, but for other doctors, it is difficult to achieve success."
The dean was suspicious.
The patient was sent to the operating room.
The dean arranged for the best nurses and anesthetists, and he was also prepared to follow him on stage.
This patient is the son of a leader in Pingcheng. He was originally going to Shanghai for treatment. Later, he heard that Huncheng had invited a big expert to come, so he quickly contacted him.
They have also heard of epilepsy patients being treated with surgery, but that involves a craniotomy and requires a lot of effort. They had never heard of minimally invasive puncture treatment in the past.
This is a sophisticated operation.
However, according to Dr. Liu, including Dr. Zou, and Director Ma, this kind of surgery is an understatement.
Liu Miqiao and Dr. Zou went up, but the director was a little late. He stayed to comfort the family members. When he hurried into the operating room, he saw Liu Miqiao taking off the surgical gown and Zou Qingxiang covering the patient's bald head with gauze. p>
"How..." the dean asked in shock.
"It's done." This is an understatement.
"Is it done?" The director looked at the time and saw that it had only been 8 minutes since he entered the operating room.
This is impossible.
Didn’t you do it?
I have so many doubts.
I don’t want to question it too obviously, but I have to ask.
"Is it really done?"
"Yes, push it on and go directly to do an electroencephalogram."
This surgery is very difficult. There is only a small scar on the temporal lobe, which was injured in a fight a few years ago. This kind of surgery is not something Liu Miqiao can do without taking it lightly.
As soon as the dean went out, he was stopped by his family members.
"How's it going? Have you started?"
"It's done."
"Done? Is this...possible?"
"Yes, let's do the EEG now."
The dean is also full of doubts, and he is eager to do an electroencephalogram to confirm.
Next, Liu Muqiao and Dr. Zou came out and were immediately surrounded by family members.
