"Brother Cao was angry because the doctor's professional attitude was not carried through to the end."
"Please explain this more clearly. I don't quite understand you." He Guangyou waved his hand at her and said, "You should know that what you just said is that there is nothing wrong with the patient's entire treatment plan."
"There is no mistake. If it is sent to the relevant health department for appraisal, I can guarantee that it is correct. The patient is in such a terminal stage that there is no drug that can cure him clinically. The surgery has already been done."
"so?"
"But Brother Cao is a neurosurgeon. He looked at the patient's problem from his professional perspective as a neurosurgeon. He and the patient were relatively familiar with each other before his death, and he had a doctor's perspective on the changes in the patient's brain after he became ill. It's true that the patient ultimately did not have brain metastasis and did not seem to have a brain tumor. However, he knew that the human brain generally seeks benefits and avoids harm, which has been confirmed by scientific research. If it seeks benefits and avoids harm, the brain will have a mechanism called suppressing pain, which will guide the patient to produce some irrational behaviors."
The other two people who were listening to what she said probably had never thought about such a question before, and now expressions of reminiscence appeared on their faces.
The scene that happened four years ago seemed to be replayed clearly in their minds.
That night, there was a thunderstorm outside the window of the ward. The rainstorm did not relieve the oppressive atmosphere in the ward, but instead brought a stronger sense of oppression, and the dark clouds enveloped the hearts of everyone present.
"I've told you many times that he's lost his mind!"
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"Cao Yong, can you please calm down for a moment? There is nothing wrong with Mr. Zhang's brain right now. He is very clear-headed. When we discuss his personal treatment plan with him, he can put forward his own academic opinions."
"No—that's not him—"
"What are you talking about? What do you mean he is not Teacher Zhang anymore?"
"He is not Teacher Zhang. I know that. His brain is not Teacher Zhang now!"
"Okay, Cao Yong, get out. If you continue like this, I will have to move you far away. It's not Teacher Zhang who is confused, it's you."
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The violent quarrel was like a nuclear warhead that was about to explode and blow everyone to pieces. Every time such a situation happened, it was very painful and no one wanted to recall it.
Disputes are very hurtful, even among doctors.
He Guangyou decisively stopped reminiscing, stood up and went to the door to get some fresh air.
There is one thing that Xie Wanying said that is correct.
The brain seeks benefits and avoids harm. Seeing that he can't accept any pain now, he just wants to escape quickly.
I walked to the door and opened it, and there stood a man in a blue shirt.
He Guangyou looked like he had seen a ghost. His face and lips turned pale, and he squeezed out three words tremblingly: "Cao, doctor, and student?"
I'm really not sure if I saw a ghost.
Cao Yong raised his lips and said to him, "It's good that you're not called Teacher Zhang."
The nerves of the neurosurgeon were so strong that they could actually make such a professional joke at this moment. He Guangyou felt his legs go weak.
After gently patting him on the shoulder and asking him to make way, Cao Yong walked straight into the multimedia classroom.
He Guangyou turned around and saw him walking in front of Tao Zhijie. His whole scalp felt numb and his hair stood on end. He was so scared that his whole body was stiff and he didn't know what to do.
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