He was afraid that he would not be able to justify his actions later.
That would be embarrassing.
"Don't worry, Doctor Wei!"
So Wei Ping prescribed a box of citicoline sodium tablets for Pan Liyun.
After Pan Liyun took the medicine, she waited for about twenty minutes until the medicine began to take full effect, and then Wei Ping began to massage her head with his hands.
It is called massage, but that is just the external appearance.
In fact, he had already turned on the X-ray vision.
"perspective!"
"Perspective Experience +1, 15/1000"
And he could see clearly the 'smoke' in her head.
Next, he tried to control those tiny blood vessels.
When she controlled the first one, Pan Liyun's fingers reacted slightly.
Wei Ping thought that the force was not right.
So after repeated attempts,
Finally found the blocked place.
At this time, there is a white mass at the blocked area, which is the drug power metabolized by citicoline sodium.
"Very good, the medicine has taken effect. Now, I'll start!" he thought to himself.
However, some blood vessels were too thin and would block the blocked areas, which was extremely tiring for the eyes. He only persisted for a short while before he felt dizzy.
Yang Ke, who was standing next to him, saw him making faces and thought there was something wrong with his eyes.
"Weiping, are your eyes okay?"
"It's okay, it's just sand!" Wei Ping said quickly in fear.
"Where does the sand come from in the emergency room?" Yang Ke looked around and said in confusion.
She didn't know that at this moment Pan Liyun's mind was like a battlefield. A large amount of medicinal power was controlled and constantly impacted the blocked areas.
There was also a hint of discomfort in her expression.
But I still endured it.
…
"Done! It works!"
He let out a long sigh. Twenty minutes had passed.
The whole process of opening the cannula went smoothly. If it were a surgical operation, it would probably take five or six hours to complete.
The APP also gave a prompt at this time.
"Successfully opened up blocked blood vessels in the brain, cured moyamoya disease, and received RMB 1,000! Proficiency +100, 130/1000"
At the same time, the cell phone rang.
"...your bank card with the last number 7253 received a transfer of 1,000 yuan, with a balance of 3,685.00 yuan."
I never thought that I could get 1,000 yuan for a vascular surgery.
Wei Ping felt refreshed.
That's more money than treating the patient in the inpatient department yesterday.
But this time the case is much more complicated than yesterday's treatment of Mr. Chen.
As his experience points increased, he also found that his operations were becoming more and more proficient.
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