Grandpa, Grandpa——
At the call of his relatives, Grandpa Mi opened his eyes and felt that he had a very long sleep.
"Grandpa, what do you think?" the children and grandchildren asked one after another.
Grandma Mi waved to everyone. As a partner who had lived together for decades, she knew her old man's condition very well. She said, "It's okay, it's okay, the old man is fine."
Then, Grandma Mi, who asked her children and grandchildren to be quiet, leaned over to Grandpa Mi's ear and said, "You should thank the doctors and nurses. They brought you back from the brink of death. Otherwise, I might not be able to see you today."
Grandpa Mi nodded. He could feel someone pulling him back towards the sunshine.
Grandma Mi leaned close to Grandpa Mi's mouth to listen to what her husband said.
The other family members were nervous.
After a while, Grandma Mi said to everyone, "He told you to go back to work. You don't need to hang around him. I'll stay with him."
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The young people are speechless. Even at this point, the old man is still thinking about work.
Grandma Mi turned to her grandchildren who were preparing to become doctors and said, "Study hard. One day you can save lives like the doctors today. This will be the greatest pride of your grandfather and me in our lifetime."
Hearing this, Mi Siran and Mi Wenlin couldn't help but straighten their chests and walked out to chase after their senior sisters and brothers.
Looking at the backs of her grandchildren running, Grandma Mi smiled, not forgetting what someone had just said to her. She turned around and said to her old man, "Doctor Xie told me that this is a tug-of-war with the god of death. I know you don't like to surrender in your life, and you must not let the doctor and me down at this moment. Don't be in a hurry to surrender to the god of death."
A big man like this who has fought all his life will definitely fight until the last moment. Grandpa Mi moved his mouth again and said: It sounds like Dr. Xie is about how old he is.
Dr. Xie Wanying: …
The patient's vital signs were stable for the time being, and he had survived a critical period, but that didn't mean everything was over. Director Qin organized his own department and his surgical colleagues in the same hospital to try every possible way to see if he could perform surgery on the patient. Only with the opportunity to perform surgery could the patient's life be prolonged to the maximum extent.
The doctors from other hospitals who came for consultation were about to leave. Director Qin personally saw them off and kept expressing his gratitude.
Every consultation is a valuable opportunity for mutual learning.
After this experience, Professor Wang obviously changed a little. He looked at the group of Western doctors with a twinkle in his eyes: When can we have a similar cooperative rescue? It is probably a bit difficult. After all, Professor Wang does not know acupuncture. He is just a Chinese medicine physician. Speaking of it, Chinese medicine has surgery. This is not something that everyone does not know. Ordinary people have heard of it. It is just not like what laymen think. Only Chinese medicine hospitals have Chinese medicine surgery. Some Western hospitals have set up special Chinese medicine surgery departments.
In contrast, famous Chinese medicine hospitals will not put "TCM Surgery" on their department signs, but will imitate Western hospitals and write "surgical specialty".
In China, in fact, Chinese and Western medicine have long formed a situation where you have me and I have you. Clinical practice is the most practical, not about lip service and academic castles in the air. Doctors who treat and save people never mind what method can be used to save people, but laymen are inexplicably a bunch of brainless blackmailers.
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