My medical skills are a billion points

Zhou Ziqiang did not answer directly.

"Dean Liu, take a look at his injuries first, it's probably enough."

Hearing this, Liu Qiming carefully lifted the gauze covering Fang Wenyuan's hand.

"hiss!"

Liu Qiming immediately took a deep breath.

"Why is it so serious?"

Liu Qiming also has a medical background, although he is not in the clinic.

But it is also easy to distinguish the severity of the injury.

Seeing Liu Qiming's solemn face, Fang Wenyuan was at a loss in his heart.

"Old Liu, can I keep my hand?"

Liu Qiming didn't answer, but took out his mobile phone.

"I'll ask Cheng Yunshan, an expert in hand surgery from our hospital, to take a look. He is an authority in this area. If he says no..."

Liu Qiming didn't say any more about the latter words.

Fang Wenyuan's heart sank gradually.

He felt that his right hand might have left him since then.

Soon, hand surgeon Cheng Yunshan came to the debridement room.

He carefully inspected Fang Wenyuan's injuries, and then looked at the X-ray of his hand for a while, then shook his head involuntarily.

"Dean Liu, his hand may have to be partially amputated."

After all the experts in hand surgery said this, Fang Wenyuan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

But he still didn't give up.

"Old Liu, you can find a way for me, and find me all the best experts in your hospital. You must keep my right hand, and you must not amputate it."

Liu Qiming sighed, looking very helpless.

"Old Fang, it's not that I won't help you. Director Cheng is our hospital, and it can be said that he is the best hand surgeon in Jiangnan Province. He said that your hand needs partial amputation. I really can't help you. "

"I didn't expect that you were injured so badly this time."

Fang Wenyuan's hopes were completely shattered.

He was helpless for a while, and suddenly the flame of hope ignited in his eyes.

"Xiao Wang, quickly contact me with an airline company. I want to charter a flight. Let's go to the capital. No matter what, my right hand cannot be amputated."

The big boss of a real estate company had his right hand amputated, not to mention the damage to his image.

The point is, how will he sign the document in the future?

Therefore, Fang Wenyuan must do everything possible to keep his right hand, and must not amputate it.

No matter how much it costs, he will not hesitate!

Chapter 20 It's Not Saved

Xiao Wang, who looked like an assistant, hurriedly took out his mobile phone and started to make contact.

He suddenly felt a lot of pressure on himself.

Whether the boss can keep his right hand seems to be on him.

At this moment, Cheng Yunshan spoke up.

"Dean Liu, his injury can no longer be delayed. The operation must be performed as soon as possible, and it will take half an hour at most."

"If the operation is not performed after half an hour, the muscle and nerve tissue will be ischemic and necrotic, and the amputation will be more extensive."

Cheng Yunshan paused for a moment, looked at the pale Fang Wenyuan, thought for a moment, and then said:

"Even if it is a chartered flight from us to the capital, it will take two hours. When we arrive in the capital, I am afraid that the entire right palm will be gone."

After Cheng Yunshan finished speaking, he looked at Fang Wenyuan who had just hoped to charter a flight.

Fang Wenyuan was stunned for a moment.

Trembling, he asked, "You mean, my injury won't last in the capital?"

Cheng Yunshan nodded solemnly.

"Unless you are now in the operating room of the Beijing Hexie Hospital, there is still a glimmer of hope."

Fang Wenyuan's already pale face suddenly became paler.

Then he looked at Liu Qiming for help.

"Old Liu, for the sake of our old classmates for many years, you must help me, I beg you!"

Liu Qiming also understood Fang Wenyuan very well. He thought for a while and then sighed.

"How about this, you go to the teleconference room with us, and we will ask Director Gao Zilianggao, a hand surgery expert from Jingcheng Hexie Hospital, to give you a teleconsultation to see what he thinks."

Cheng Yunshan also echoed: "Director Gao Ziliang is the top authoritative hand surgery expert in our country. It's good to ask him to give you a remote consultation!"

"Row!"

Fang Wenyuan nodded hastily.

Then Cheng Yunshan used sterile gauze to bandage Fang Wenyuan's right hand briefly.

Xiao Wang supported Fang Wenyuan and walked towards the teleconference room.

Of course Xiao Chu and Zhou Ziqiang followed.

This is the top consultation meeting of hand surgery experts in China, and they certainly don't want to miss it.

Remote conference room.

Cheng Yunshan opened the remote video connection.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a white coat appeared on the big screen.

The middle-aged man is about 50 years old, with thick black hair, combed meticulously, with a refined temperament, he looks like a scholar.

He is Gao Ziliang, an authoritative expert in hand surgery at Hexie Hospital in Beijing.

Cheng Yunshan had already called him before, so he didn't have too many polite words.

Removed the gauze from Fang Wenyuan's hand, and pointed the camera at his right hand, carefully taking pictures of him, front, back, left, and right.

Then put the X-ray film on the reading light, point the camera at it, and let Gao Ziliang take a closer look.

Gao Ziliang, who was far away in the capital, fell into deep thought after seeing Fang Wenyuan's injury.

After about ten seconds, Gao Ziliang said:

"This injury is very serious. If I were to perform this operation, the survival rate would be less than 30%."

"Generally, in this case, I recommend amputating the limb directly, so as not to survive after the operation, a second operation is required, and there is a risk of infection.

Of course, if the patient wants to gamble on the 30% survival rate, I can operate on him or not amputate. "

Hearing Gao Ziliang's words, Fang Wenyuan, who was already in despair, immediately ignited a small flame of hope.

"Director Gao, I bet on the 30% survival rate, I bet, I will give you whatever you want."

A 30% survival rate is better than no hope at all.

No matter how much money it takes, Fang Wenyuan will gamble.

To Fang Wenyuan, money is just a series of numbers.

Gao Ziliang on the big screen gently clasped the table.

He said calmly: "This is not a question of money, nor is it a question of whether to gamble or not.

If you are in our hospital right now, standing in front of me, you still have a chance to gamble.

But now you are nearly 30 kilometers away from me, and when you come to me by plane, the [-]% chance is gone. "

"There is only one result of coming here, and that is that the amputation is necessary, and the scope will be larger. Even if I fly to Jiangnan Provincial People's Hospital immediately, the result will be the same."

Fang Wenyuan suddenly felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, he said tremblingly:

"You mean, amputation is the only way for me now?"

Gao Ziliang nodded heavily.

"Yes!"

"It's over! It's over!"

The only hope in Fang Wenyuan's heart immediately disappeared, and he collapsed on the chair all of a sudden.

Originally, he thought that if he could fly to the capital as soon as possible and let a better doctor in the capital come to operate on him, he might be able to keep his right hand.

But the result was very cruel.

Their place is too far away from the capital.

Time doesn't allow it!

"Dean Liu, Director Cheng, if there is nothing else, let's just leave it at that?"

Gao Ziliang at the other end of the video said.

He is a top expert in hand surgery at Hexie Hospital, and his time is precious.

It is impossible to waste too much time on a remote consultation with you.

"Okay, that's it, Director Gao, next time we have a chance, let's sit down together."

Liu Qiming said politely.

Although Liu Qiming is the director of the Provincial People's Hospital, his rank is not low, but he still has to be polite to Gao Ziliang of Jingcheng Hexie Hospital.

After all, Gao Ziliang's hospital is the top hospital in China.

And their hospital is only the top hospital in the province.

The grade is one level lower.

Although Gao Ziliang is only a director, he may be useful when he is not sure.

Cheng Yunshan turned off the camera, stared at Fang Wenyuan and said:

"Mr. Fang, you also understand Director Gao's opinion in Beijing.

Get an idea as soon as possible, your hand needs to be operated on as soon as possible, and you can't delay any longer. "

Fang Wenyuan's face was pale, and he seemed to be unable to feel the heart-piercing pain in his right hand.

"Are you really going to amputate?"

"The limb must be amputated. Now the operation can still leave a palm. If it is too late, even the palm will not be preserved."

Fang Wenyuan felt ashamed all of a sudden, and his eyes dimmed.

"Listen to you, let's do the surgery!"

Fang Wenyuan finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

No matter how much money he has, what can he do?

Isn't it impossible to buy back his right hand? !

"Okay, then transfer to our hand surgery department and prepare for the operation later."

Cheng Yunshan said to Zhou Ziqiang.

Zhou Ziqiang breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had let go of a stone in his heart.

After all, Fang Wenyuan's identity is there, if this patient is in his hands, the psychological pressure will be quite great.

Fang Wenyuan got up and was about to go to the hand surgery, Xiao Chu immediately came up to him.

His eyes revealed a kind of resoluteness, and strong self-confidence.

"Mr. Fang, you don't need to amputate your hand. Do you dare to bet?"