Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Song Yan was stunned, it must be something related to the hospital, although he didn't want to wake his wife up.

But there is no way.

"and many more."

Xiao Wei stood in the living room and heard the man's low voice coming from the room, "Ran Ran, the hospital called. It's urgent."

"Huh? Huh? Ayan hug me."

The soft voice contained the confusion of someone who had not woken up.

Xiaowei, who was never married, felt his face turn red.

It turns out that this is how the cold-faced deputy leader Wang Song coaxed Dr. Li in private.

Song Yan hugged his wife and washed her face, and then Li Qingran became more awake.

She immediately jumped out of his arms and quickly put on her clothes.

Hospital affairs cannot be delayed.

"Comrade Xiaowei, let's go."

Looking at the straightforward lesbian in front of me, it is really difficult to connect with the female voice who spoke in the room just now.

"Comrade Li Qingran, Director Feng of Beiying Military Region Hospital personally called."

Li Qingran nodded. Anyone who could make Feng Jianjun make a phone call in person must be seriously ill or an important person.

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Soon, Li Qingran arrived at the door of the hospital.

Before I entered the door, I saw the gatekeeper shouting, "Doctor Li, go quickly, something happened!"

Li Qingran's steps were a little faster.

Before anyone could reach the door, they saw Gawain standing at the door with red eyes.

It seemed that he had cried, and his face was full of sadness.

"what happened?"

Li Qingran hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"You are finally here, hurry up, the teacher is waiting for you."

Li Qingran's heart skipped a beat. Gao Wen's teacher was not Vice President Li Qiang.

Did something happen to Li Qiang?

"It's in there."

Li Qingran strode in.

At this time, Feng Jianjun, Fang Weimin, and several surgeons were standing inside with solemn expressions when they saw Li Qingran coming.

Feng Jianjun waved to her, "Dr. Li, come over and take a look."

Li Qingran saw Li Qiang unconscious on the hospital bed, and raised his hand to pick up the medical records beside the bed.

Read through it carefully.

"Isn't the director joking? This is something related to neurosurgery. No matter how strong Li Qingran is, can she still know this?"

Director Yang, who specializes in neurosurgery, muttered with dissatisfaction.

I was pulled by the colleague next to me before I shut up.

At this time, a doctor outside the door hurriedly walked in and said, "The director's CT is out."

Yang Guanghai walked over first. He was currently the attending doctor. His expression changed as he looked at the CT scan.

"How about it?"

"Dean, it's not easy."

Feng Jianjun's expression also changed.

"Can you show me?"

Li Qingran looked at the film, and sure enough, it was pretty much what she had guessed, it was glioma.

Such tumors are actually one of the most common tumors of the central nervous system, and are divided into grades one and two, which are low-grade gliomas, and grades three and four, which are high-grade gliomas.

High-grade, rapid progression is a killer of the brain, and the overall prognosis will be poor.

However, even low-grade gliomas require a three-pronged approach of surgery, chemotherapy, and radiotherapy, and the clinical efficacy is not good. There is no particularly good treatment plan in modern development.

If it was just a low-level Li Qingran, maybe she could give it a try, but she looked at the CT image in front of her.

Li Qingran was completely confused.

"President, it's not that I don't want to take over. Vice President Li's situation is not suitable for surgery at all. We are all doctors. There is no way to treat such tumors."

Indeed, this was the 80s, not as good as modern technology.

But technically I have space.

But Li Qingran couldn't guarantee it. Vice President Li's situation was really too special. She had only operated on patients with brain gliomas, but she had never encountered such a difficult situation.

If he had done it rashly, Li Qiang might not have been able to survive and would have died on the operating table.

This kind of surgery also involves nerves, etc. If you accidentally damage somewhere in the brain, it will be a lifelong problem.

"Xiao Li, what do you think?"

Li Qingran looked solemn when she saw Feng Jianjun asking him.

"Dean, Vice Dean Li Qiang's situation is too special."

He held the CT in his hand and said, "Look here, there are several tumors around the midline of the brain, like a series of grapes. In this case, it is very difficult with current technology."

"This, this tumor is already very troublesome. How could Vice President Li have so many of them?"

Gawain was also confused at this moment. He came over and took the film, his face turned pale.

"How could this happen?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Li Qingran pointed to the largest tumor in the middle, "This should be glioma."

Tumors are also divided into male and female. Male tumors will not reproduce, but female tumors will, and they will continue to replicate themselves.

If Vice-President Li had treated her in time when she first discovered it, it might not have been like this now.

Thinking back to a few months ago, when Vice President Li suddenly asked himself to perform the surgery, I am afraid that he had already discovered that there was something wrong with his body.

While everyone was discussing, Li Qiang woke up early.

The voice was a bit weak.

"Stop discussing it, I won't do surgery."

"teacher!"

Gao Wen went to help Li Qiang with red eyes.

"Teacher, did you already know?"

Li Qiang's serious face showed a smile, "It's okay."

Then he turned to look at Feng Jianjun, "Dean, I'm not in the way. Let them all disperse. Other patients are still waiting."

Feng Jianjun's face was as dark as a gangster, and his brows were wrinkled.

"When did you find out?"

"Earlier, I found out that I couldn't control my hands. I found out. At that time, there were two of them. I went to Jicheng for another checkup some time ago, and that guy Lao Zhuo said there was no hope of saving."

Li Qingran knew that Li Qiang was talking about Zhuo Lianghan from Jicheng Hospital in Shanghai last time.

"Old Li, you are confused. You are a doctor yourself, how can you not treat an illness? You are delaying it!"

"Dean, we are all doctors. This glioma cannot be cured. Please stop trying to persuade me."

"Does your lover know?"

Li Qiang nodded, "Yes, I told her and she knew."

"Where are the results of your angiogram?"

Since I have been to Jicheng, this test can be done there.

Li Qiang shook his head, "Xiao Li, don't waste your time on me. With this time, your skills can save several people."

Li Qingran touched the tip of her tongue to her teeth and turned to look at Feng Jianjun, "Dean, I'm going to go out first."

"Hey, you, you are such a good kid, you say so."

"Dean, Xiao Li has a bright future. If she fails with me, it will be bad for her future career."

Feng Jianjun shook his head, "You treat him first, and I'll contact the professional neurosurgeons at the hospital in Beijing."