Sleepless Doctor

　　 Although the voice was deliberately lowered, the anger was beyond words.

"You said it's not science if it's not science?" Wu Mian looked at Jin Lin and said coldly, "Since 1984, Professor Han Jisheng has summarized the "opioid" acupuncture anesthesia data during the "electroacupuncture tolerance" process. "

　　" has conducted a systematic study on this pair of contradictions. After 15 years of research, it has been proved that the anti-opioid effect of the central octapeptide cholecystokinin is an important factor in determining the effectiveness of acupuncture analgesia and morphine analgesia.

　　Science, if you want to talk about science, you just stand up and say you are a witch doctor? "

"I still said that surgery can be done." Wu Mian glanced at Jin Lin indifferently, and then said, "To you, ignorance is not personality. Moreover, if the treatment of the elderly is delayed, can you afford it? "

　　 The gunpowder gas suddenly became strong. As soon as Dean Xue wanted to step forward, he heard Wu Mian continue to say.

　　 "Traditional Chinese medicine doesn't live up to it, that's their business. Let the liar run wild, lying on the dying person, eating meat and drinking blood, and being called a witch doctor, deserves it!"

　　 "But I do acupuncture anesthesia, you say I am a witch doctor?"

　　 Wu Mian's voice was cold and stern with a hint of ridicule.

　　 "Why are you?"

"I…"

　　 "What are you? When Zhou Lao was in the country in 72 years, he had undergone appendectomy under acupuncture anesthesia, do you know?"

　　 "..." Jin Lin was dumbfounded. Elder Zhou had never talked about this before. Where did he know.

　　 "On March 22, 1972, Xiaoyu. The anesthesia performed by Mr. Geng at that time, and the operation performed by doctors in the country. The operation was very ordinary, the incision was infected after the operation, and the fever was nearly 1 month, and he was almost alive."

　　 "You know what a shit! Don't talk to me about guardians. It's worse than nothing to find a guardian like you." Wu Mian raised his mouth with a gentle smile, but his words were sharp and sharp.

　　 A few words left Jin Linpai speechless.

　　 If it is argued that Chinese medicine and acupuncture anesthesia are useful or not, it can be said that there will be no results overnight. But Wu Mian opened his mouth and talked about some theories of acupuncture anesthesia, and directly talked about the past of Zhou Lao, so Jin Lin couldn't say anything else.

　　 This matter is difficult to fake. Just go back and ask Elder Zhou to know that Wu Mian would not tell such a low-level lie when he wanted to come, just for a brief talk.

　　 Have you had acupuncture anesthesia in 72 years? This is incredible.

　　 But Jin Lin was still not reconciled, staring into Wu Mian's clear and deep eyes, and said sharply, "That's a condition that doesn't allow it!"

"Current conditions are not allowed." Wu Mian pointed at the film on the reader with a white jade finger, and said coldly, "The blood oxygen saturation has dropped to 89%, which proves that the airway is blocked. If I can survive until tomorrow morning, I will write Wu in reverse."

　　"..."

　　 "You don't need your consent, even if Zhou Lao's son returns from the UK, he won't be the master. I'll talk to Zhou Lao and sign the operation."

　　 Jin Lin raised his head and looked at this young weird young man in surprise.

　　Aren’t all doctors cautious? Dean Xue, and even the academicians he’d found, spoke vaguely. After returning home, he thought about it carefully before he could figure out what they said.

　　 But the man in front of him dared to go past him, not even paying attention to Zhou Lao's son, and directly asked Zhou Lao to sign the operation.

　　What if something goes wrong? The more Jin Lin thought about it, the more confused he became. This one in front of him was different from all the doctors he knew.

　　 Besides, why did Dean Xue just let him go around here without saying a word?

　　 No, what he said just now can't be faked. And when he entered the room for a physical examination just now, Mr. Zhou supported himself to sit up.

　　 Although Mr. Zhou is kind and amiable, he is so sick that he has no energy at all. When ordinary people come in, she can open her eyes and see both are regarded as very important people.

　　 But when this young man with clear eyes came in, Old Zhou had to sit up. If he didn't stop him, it seemed that Old Zhou would have to talk a few words.

　　What's the origin of this person? Wu Mian? Ask someone to ask later.

　　 "Dean Xue, prepare for the operation." Wu Mian said, "I will go to Zhou Lao to sign the authorization agreement, and ask the medical office to record the whole process. The neurology director is present and issue a certificate to prove that Zhou Lao is sober."

　　 "Teacher Wu, are you sure?" Dean Xue almost didn't cry, his original thoughts were too different from the actual ones.

　　 I originally wanted Teacher Wu to say no, but in the future, even if Mr. Zhou's son returns from the UK, he will tell the truth about the matter by himself, and I am not afraid that someone will make irresponsible remarks behind his back.

　　 But Mr. Wu glanced at Zhou Lao, and when he came back, he insisted that he could perform surgery...

　　 Acupuncture anesthesia, is that reliable?

　　 "Sure?" Wu Mian glanced at Dean Xue, "If you don't have an operation, are you sure that Zhou Lao will survive until the sun comes out tomorrow?"

　　 Dean Xue is really unsure about this, but the problem is not Zhou Lao’s condition, but elsewhere.

　　 If you die of illness, you will be very sad; but if you have an operation, you will die after the operation fails.

　　 "Brilliant!" Wu Mian said coldly, as if seeing through Dean Xue's heart, "As a clinical dean, can you be brave!"

　　 Clinical matters, Wu Mianmenqing. But at this moment, he naturally knew what Dean Xue was thinking of.

　　 This is caused by the domestic medical environment, which is the so-called historical limitation. I cannot blame Dean Xue.

　　 "Hurry up, let me talk to Old Zhou. The director of the neurology department and the people from the medical department are here, and sign immediately." Wu Mian said, "I will go in person, and the operation will be over soon."

　　 Looking at Wu Mian, who was full of confidence, everyone was silent.

　　 Ms. Wu is not to throw the pot, but to take all the responsibilities and perform the operation himself. Not only is it an operation, it is estimated that he will also come personally for the acupuncture anesthesia.

　　 can... really work?

　　 Ren Haitao is particularly curious. As an anesthesiologist, he has been dealing with various machines and anesthetics since he was in contact with the clinic. What is acupuncture anesthesia, I only saw a little introduction in a corner of the textbook. In reality, I have never encountered it before.

　　 Curiosity burst out in Ren Haitao's heart like a volcanic eruption. He was ready to see what was going on.

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　　Note: The case is quoted from a successful operation in the First Affiliated Hospital of Xi'an Jiaotong University.

The First Affiliated Hospital of Xi’an Jiaotong University carried out the country’s first thoracoscopic tracheal tumor resection under spontaneous breathing and acupuncture combined with anesthesia. A patient with a tracheal malignant tumor who had caused breathing difficulties for several months was successfully out of danger. According to reports, the patient has recovered. Discharged.

　　 I can hardly believe it, but I still follow the literature.