The most enlightened doctor

The next morning, Yu Zhiming, who was having breakfast, received a call from Gu Qingran.

He was told good news.

From last night to this morning, the three cancer patients sent by B. Braun Medical in Germany have gradually recovered from high fever and survived the most dangerous stage of CAR-T treatment.

"Tomorrow, B. Braun Medical said it hopes to send five more cancer patients."

Yu Zhiming asked with a smile: "You don't want to wait until these three patients have fully recovered before you think about sending the next batch?"

Gu Qingran also chuckled on the phone: "They must have investigated your therapeutic effect on other people."

"In addition, the treatment of these three people is progressing as expected, and they probably won't be able to wait any longer."

After a pause, Gu Qingran said softly: "Zhiming, my idea is that we can cooperate, but we must strictly control the quota and the identity of the patient."

Yu Zhiming hummed and said, "You have experience in this area, just watch and deal with it."

The next moment, Gu Qingran said on the phone again: "After the Jingcheng Chu family received strong financial support, they stepped up their efforts and shouted for higher prices, purchasing old wild ginseng everywhere."

"At the end of the day, the people we sent still found nothing."

In the current situation, Yu Zhiming has no good solution but to ask Gu Qingran to supervise the research and development of alternative drugs.

Then there is the hope that the guy who goes back to the island country to contact cancer patients will have good news.

Fortunately, the inventory of ginseng life-sustaining pills is still rich and can last for a while.

"Hey, there are rumors that the No. 1 Hospital in the city has secretly negotiated cooperation with Jingcheng Hospital, ignoring the other three hospitals?"

After a moment of silence, Gu Qingran replied on the phone: "I haven't received any definite news about this yet."

"However, whether it is blocking and suppressing, or cooperating, Jingcheng Hospital will still do what it needs to do."

"As long as you don't fall to them, you will be the Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, making it difficult for them to sleep or eat."

Yu Zhiming smiled softly.

Gu Qingran's voice came from the phone again, "Dean Li told me that he has obtained the approval of the main leaders for the preparation of Huashan Second Hospital."

"As long as we submit the detailed project application report, it will be approved soon."

Gu Qingran said proudly: "Zhi Ming, after the approval comes, you will see what the real speed of China's construction is."

"It is definitely not a fantasy to build a brand-new, high-standard garden-style tertiary hospital in half a year."

"At that time, let Jingcheng Hospital know who is the real ceiling in the medical field..."

After ending the call with Gu Qingran, Yu Zhiming put down the phone, and the voice of Xu Juan's mother rang in his ears again.

"Zhi Ming, after breakfast, we are going to the hospital?"

Xu Juan's mother took the high-speed train to Binhai yesterday afternoon to prepare to take care of her daughter after the operation.

Yu Zhiming hummed and said, "I'm going to the hospital today to go through the hospitalization procedures and have a physical examination."

"The operation is scheduled for tomorrow morning."

"The surgeon in charge is an experienced neurosurgeon who often performs pituitary gland surgeries. The possibility of an accident is quite small."

Xu Juan's mother chuckled and said, "With Zhiming's proper arrangements, there will definitely be no problem."

She looked at her daughter again and saw that this guy was engrossed in eating.

Xu Juan's mother felt a little embarrassed and reminded her: "Xiaojuan, the breakfast is not delicious and too full."

Xu Juan raised her head and said, "Mom, I will have surgery tomorrow. My fifth uncle told me that I have to eat and drink enough to have the strength to do the surgery."

"Isn't that right, Fifth Uncle?"

Yu Zhiming chuckled and nodded.

He finally discovered that Xu Juan's pituitary microadenomas accounted for at most one-third of her obesity due to her appetite, which was comparable to that of a strong laborer...

At 8:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming, Qing Ning, took Xu Juan and her mother to Huashan Hospital.

In the lobby on the first floor of Zhizhen Building, Yu Zhiming unexpectedly saw Feng Mo waiting here.

"Knee injury surgery video, has it been filmed?"

Feng Mo showed an embarrassed look on his face and said, "Dr. Yu, the picture was not taken well."

He didn't dare to meet Yu Zhiming's gaze, and said with a blushing face: "Well, I overestimated myself a little bit."

Once he said this, Feng Mo found that the following words were not difficult to say.

"As the knee joint is the most complex joint in the human body, our fifth hospital has never been able to deal with complex injuries to the knee joint."

"First, patients with this kind of injury rarely come to our fifth hospital for treatment, and they go directly to the fourth hospital."

"We occasionally encountered a case, but we lacked confidence and advised the patient to transfer to another hospital for treatment. Therefore, I have never done any major surgery related to knee joint repair."

After a pause, Feng Mo sighed: "On Wednesday, I found a patient with a relatively serious left knee joint injury."

"I was researching the surgical plan over and over again."

"Just yesterday, when I went on the operating table, I suddenly became timid and realized that I was not sure how to repair the patient's left knee joint injury."

"The operation was not completed, and the patient was eventually sent to Binda Affiliated Hospital."

Feng Mo raised his head to meet Yu Zhiming's gaze, with a wry smile on his face, and said, "Dr. Yu, I think too highly of myself. When faced with real hard-core challenges, I am still weak."

"Dr. Yu, I'm sorry that I failed to live up to your expectations and wasted your precious time."

"I know you have surgery today, and I feel it is necessary to come and let me know so that you don't have to wait any longer."

As he spoke, he bowed to Yu Zhiming, turned around, lowered his head, and left slowly.

"Doctor Feng..."

Yu Zhiming stopped him and said softly: "This week, there is a high probability that a complex injury repair operation will be carried out."

"You can serve as a surgical assistant and participate in operations, and feel the difference between yourself and top surgeons up close."

"Dr. Yu, are you serious?" Feng Mo looked surprised in disbelief.

Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "Determine the time for the operation, and I will let my assistant inform you..."

Taking the stairs to the third underground floor, Yu Zhiming saw a man sitting on a surgical gurney in front of the operating area, talking to his parents, wife and children who were surrounding him.

Doctors Qi Yue and Dong were standing in the corridor a few meters away from the patient.

Yu Zhiming walked up to them in a few steps, frowned, and asked: "At this time, the patient should be pushed into the operating room to prepare, why are he still allowed to talk to his family members?"

Dr. Dong looked at Yu Zhiming, held back his temper, and said in a low voice: "Dr. Yu, regarding the patient's aneurysm, it is possible that once this person enters the operating room, his family will never see him again. "

"His family arrived at the hospital just after six o'clock in the morning. Reasonable and reasonable, they should have been allowed to talk more, just in case."

Yu Zhiming said nonchalantly: "I must have said everything that needs to be explained on the phone yesterday."

"This farewell has no practical meaning."

As he spoke, Yu Zhiming made an urging gesture towards the nurse Jian Qin and the anesthesiologist beside the gurney.

He said to Dr. Dong again: "We also need to prepare."

"Today is Sunday. It's my rest time. I really don't want to spend too long in the hospital."

Dr. Dong watched Yu Zhiming walk into the big office, then turned to look at Qi Yue beside him, and said sympathetically: "With such a talented and unruly genius doctor, it's hard to feel pain and happiness at the same time, isn't it?"

Qi Yue chuckled and said, "I only feel joy, pride and happiness, but not any pain."

He then said: "My talented apprentice has to deal with a lot of work every day during the working day. He has a very strong sense of time and is not allowed to waste a minute or a second."

"Dr. Dong, let's get started..."

Accompanied by Qi Yue, Dr. Dong changed into sterile surgical clothes and pants in the dressing room of the operating area, and then went to wash and disinfect his hands.

Afterwards, the two entered the operating room.

As soon as he entered the operating room, Dr. Dong, who was wearing glasses, opened his eyes as wide as bells, as if he had seen a big surprise.

"Where's the angiograph?"

"This is a standard surgical operating room, not a dedicated interventional operating room. How can we perform surgery without an angiography machine?"

Qi Yue didn't feel much strange about Dr. Dong's shocked reaction.

"Dr. Dong, I forgot to mention..."

Qi Yue explained: "My apprentice does interventional surgery and does not need an angiograph for image guidance. The microcatheter inserted into the patient's body is an extension of his eyes and perception."

"That's why I have great confidence in his interventional surgery."

"We relied on our feeling and experience to carefully send the microcatheter forward, but in the end he was just like what he saw, avoiding all obstacles with ease and reaching Huanglong..."

Dr. Dong noticed that, except for the anesthetized and comatose patient lying on the operating table, the anesthesiologists and nurses in the operating room did not react much to Qi Yue's words.

It seemed like he was saying something very ordinary.

Are they already accustomed to Yu Zhiming's magic?

With the help of the nurse, Dr. Dong put on the light surgical clothes and had a personal awakening.

This surgery does not use any imaging equipment.

You should know that when performing interventional surgery under the guidance of vascular imaging equipment, in order to prevent radiation from harming the body, medical staff must wear special radiation-proof lead clothing.

That thing weighs dozens of kilograms, like wearing a suit of armor. After one operation, it can exhaust a person to death...

Two or three minutes later, Yu Zhiming entered the operating room...

Another four or five minutes passed before the operation officially began.

The reason why Dr. Dong came to observe this operation was to see with his own eyes Yu Zhiming's ability in performing interventional surgeries.

The second is to prevent accidents, so as to facilitate surgery or perform emergency craniotomy on patients.

But now, Dr. Dong looks lonely.

Without angiography equipment, he could not see any details of the microcatheters probing into the patient's blood vessels.

Dr. Dong could only see that as Yu Zhiming's fingers twisted the microcatheter, the microcatheter was delivered into the patient's body at a slow speed.

He was also shocked and angry to find that Yu Zhiming did this with his eyes slightly closed.

But the next moment, Dr. Dong wanted to understand again.

Without the guidance of the developed image, it is useless to open your eyes.

Now, Dr. Dong can only judge the success of Yu Zhiming's interventional surgery through the patient's vital signs data displayed on the monitoring instrument.

However, except for the obvious fluctuations in the patient's heartbeat and breathing when the patient's femoral artery was punctured and the microcatheter was inserted, now more than ten minutes have passed and the patient's heartbeat and breathing are relatively stable.

Dr. Dong turned his attention to Yu Zhiming, who had an expressionless face, eyes slightly closed, and steady and orderly movements of his hands.

He already had a premonition that he needed to refresh his narrow understanding of true genius...

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