Chapter 186: Medical standards that are not of this era
Ye Xiaomei first took a look at the test report. Jia Nannan's blood coagulation index was five points lower than that of ordinary people. This was too scary.
The emergency meeting was chaired by Mr. Zhao Xianfeng himself, and even this veteran military doctor was at a loss as to what to do.
Some information that did not belong to her suddenly flashed through Ye Xiaomei's blank mind. She murmured to herself in confusion:
"Minimally invasive with ice blades?"
Ma Qijun didn't know anything about medicine, but he was closest to his wife: "What do you mean by minimally invasive surgery with ice skates?"
Zhao Xianfeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Xiaoye, what do you mean by minimally invasive surgery with ice skates?"
Ye Xiaomei slowly raised her head. She was also a little confused and hesitantly said, "Teacher Zhao, is it possible to use dry ice to make a scalpel? Or is there a device that can be equipped with a camera to perform intra-abdominal surgery with minimal incision?"
Ye Xiaomei didn't know why she had such a crazy idea. Not only did she want to cool the wound quickly to reduce bleeding, but she also wanted to be able to see the inside of the abdominal cavity. She felt like breaking out in a cold sweat just thinking about it.
Even a layman like Ma Qijun understood what he said, but he thought the idea was too bold.
"Old Zhao, do you think it's possible?"
Ye Xiaomei stared at Mr. Zhao. His eyes were as big as cow eggs and he didn't blink for a long time.
"Comrade Xiao Ye, your idea is worth a try, but how did you come up with it?" Zhao Xianfeng came to his senses and slammed the table.
Ye Xiaomei was startled: "I... I don't know, I just suddenly remembered it." Ye Xiaomei swallowed hard, she herself didn't know.
"Xiao Wen, notify the dean immediately."
The nurse was completely stunned when she heard this crazy idea from Ye Xiaomei. She just stared at Ye Xiaomei and nodded woodenly: "Okay, I'll go right away."
Zhao Xianfeng once again set his sights on Ye Xiaomei. He was right. He had set his sights on Ye Xiaomei since she cured Xiao Ma's leg.
"Xiao Ye, you are such a talent."
Ye Xiaomei blushed when she was praised. How could she be considered a talented person?
Zhao Xianfeng felt that exaggeration alone could not express the shock he felt:
"Xiao Ye, if your proposal is successful this time, do you know what the result will be? It will be a great step forward for the entire medical community. You will be a hero who benefits mankind."
It's over. The more Ye Xiaomei talked about it, the more she didn't dare to take the responsibility. She really didn't know how this idea came into her mind. Besides, she had never left the mountains since she was a child. The farthest place she had been to was this city - Chaocheng.
"Mr. Zhao, let's try it first. It's not too late to say the nice things later." Look how he praised his wife so much that her face turned red to her ears. But he was also very surprised. How could his wife have such an advanced mind? Could his wife be a genius?
At this time, Zhang Sanmao arrived with a few lunch boxes, and Ma Qijun asked him to go to the school and get Jia Nannan's class teacher or principal to sign.
Then he took Ye Xiaomei to the staff dormitory, which was a single room, as if she were familiar with the place.
Ye Xiaomei was shocked when she saw it: "Brother Ma, this is the dormitory for nurses of the Military General Hospital? It's so unique."
Not only is it clean, but it also has everything, including a briquette stove, a single bed, and a TV.
"Well, it's usually rented out to interns from other places to live in." Ma Qijun opened the lunch box slowly with his slender fingers.
Zhang Sanmao was a capable guy. He bought all kinds of vegetables so that his wife could eat more meat to nourish her.
Ye Xiaomei didn't hesitate to open the rice and started to gobble it up. She had almost vomited from eating dumplings recently, especially last night when she ate two big bowls at once. She hadn't eaten such a luxurious meal for a long time.
Ma Qijun's eagle-like eyes gradually softened, and he subconsciously slid his gaze down to the white neck, and suddenly a wave of heat came up.
"Damn it!" Ma Qijun cursed in his heart, turned around to cover the tent, and changed the subject:
"You returned the passbook to our mother. How did you live during these months at school?"
"Selling dumplings." Ye Xiaomei's cheeks were puffed up, and she blurted out unclear words:
"Brother Ma, you may not know this, but the dumplings made by Shang Zhen are very popular and are sold out early every day."
Ma Qijun's eyebrows were about to fly up: "Selling dumplings?"
"Yes, it's right in front of the school gate. My dumpling brand is called Little Champion Sleeping. The name was given by the security guard, Mr. Hu."
Ye Xiaomei was eating happily and didn't notice how dark the man's face was. It was probably frozen.
"Little No. 1 Dumpling?" Ma Qijun squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
Ye Xiaomei listened to the changed tone and slowed down her chewing: "What...what's wrong? It's selling very well."
"Go home in the afternoon." The voice was cold and decisive, making people shudder.
Ye Xiaomei immediately realized that she had said something rude and made the man angry, but she didn't think selling dumplings would be a problem, and it wasn't tiring.
"But..." Ye Xiaomei felt the coldness from the man and spoke a little slower. She had to think about how to speak:
"The matter of Jia Nannan has not yet come to a conclusion. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have been beaten."
Ma Qijun had no time to care about other people's affairs. Now he was thinking about how to settle accounts with his mother when he got home. Wasn't she worried about her grandson? Was she really worried about him? How could his grandson be healthy if he cut off his daughter-in-law's food supply?
"Brother Ma, what's wrong with you?" Ye Xiaomei noticed that the atmosphere was getting colder and colder.
"Nothing. Is your school so chaotic?" Ma Qijun turned around, his sinister eyes like melting ice, looking at his daughter-in-law with a look full of heartache.
"There's no chaos inside the school. I heard it's just some hooligans from outside the school." Ye Xiaomei said cautiously.
"Well, I'll let Sanmao take care of your classmates' affairs, so you don't have to worry about it. But you have to remember this for me."
Ma Qijun's eyes became determined again, and he ordered: "If any hooligans provoke you, you must tell me."
"Why?" Ye Xiaomei didn't even think about it.
Ma Qijun looked at his wife solemnly. She was pregnant and stupid. "Why? If you have a man, you have to learn how to use him. Why did you keep me?"
Ye Xiaomei swallowed her saliva and said, "That's not what I meant. I meant that you'll be far away from home when you go back. It's useless for me to tell you."
Bang! Ma Qijun didn't say anything else and took out a black lump from his arms.
It was this black spot that Ye Xiaomei stared at. It was the kind that could make a phone call from a long distance: "This is called a mobile phone, right?"
Ye Xiaomei had indeed never seen it before, and didn't know what it was called, but after she fell, she found that her body began to change again, including having impressions of some things she had never seen before.
"Well, use this to hit me from now on." Ma Qijun glanced at Ye Xiaomei, then turned his face away in disappointment. She was really going to piss him off to death.
He couldn't punish his subordinates so severely, but he couldn't bear to beat them, and he would feel terribly sad if he scolded them.
"Oh." Ye Xiaomei put down her chopsticks, grabbed it, and put it into the cloth bag without even looking at it.
"Don't you want to ask me how to use it?" Ma Qijun turned his head suddenly.
"I know how to use it." Ye Xiaomei continued to eat the big meat: "This is different from a pager. It can call you directly and you can talk at that time."
Ma Qijun opened his mouth but no words came out.
At this moment, the extension phone in the dormitory rang, right at the table where Ye Xiaomei was eating. She picked up the receiver and heard Zhao Xianfeng's voice:
"Xiaoye? Your teacher Zhao wants to talk to you."
Ye Xiaomei was slightly startled. It was Mr. Zhao from Class 2, Grade 2. As soon as he opened his mouth, the voice coming from the other end was like thunder.
"Ye Xiaomei, don't rely on your husband's ability and your height to suppress ants. Jia Nannan is a good student in our class, but I am not his guardian."
"I didn't say I would definitely notify you to come over. The principal can also come. After all, human life is at stake..."
"Stop it. You sent someone to ask the principal, but the principal pushed it to me. I'm not from an orphanage, so what are you doing? I'm telling you, I won't pay a penny for the medical expenses."
The sound was so loud that even Ma Qijun who was standing next to him could hear it clearly and he snatched the phone away.
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