It's like the nonsense questions his second brother asked him.
There is no such thing as possibility or impossibility regarding brain death, only yes and no.
The patient is not brain dead at all, so why think about anything else? This is the answer from the neurosurgeon.
Why do neurosurgeons resent having such questions asked?
Just like the case of Mrs. Zeng, as long as people have a tendency that brain death is possible, bad people can take advantage of it in a minute and turn a living person into a dead one.
Shen Youhuan, who was standing nearby, heard it and grinned: This Junior Brother Cao is truly fearless.
Let’s take a look at Junior Sister Yingying.
Two little flickering candles lit up in Xie Wanying's eyes: Senior Brother Cao is so domineering.
The curtain moved, and everyone turned their heads to see a figure flash by.
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When Xie Wanying recognized the person, she thought: It’s Doctor Song who is back. Doctor Song really didn’t run away.
"Have you finished your meal?" Tao Zhijie asked.
Being greeted and cared for by his former instructor, Song Xuelin nodded and told the news: "I was just downstairs and saw someone pushing a small flatbed cart over here."
So the machine that Boss Zhang ordered people to get has arrived.
There was a loud noise at the door at this time.
It is said that the life-saving device has arrived, and everyone who received the information ran to the door to see the "giant panda".
Li Chengyuan continued to make on-site tracking reports to his people while running with his mobile phone: "Zhang Huayao really didn't lie. He got the machine."
"What's it like?" Fu Xinheng asked.
I wonder if it is the same machine he saw when he studied abroad.
"It must be imported." Li Chengyuan could tell the difference immediately after taking a look from a distance.
It is not difficult for doctors to distinguish between domestic instruments and foreign instruments. There is a big difference in appearance alone. The appearance design of domestic products is extremely ugly just from the color matching. The defect of backward appearance design of industrial products will take many years to catch up.
Fu Xinheng thought he was talking nonsense. Which domestic manufacturer could make this product at this stage? Everyone knows that ECMO can only be imported at this stage.
What Li Chengyuan wanted to say was that Cao Dong ran ahead of him.
Pinghuai Hospital and the Heart and Lung Research Institute have been working together to promote various types of domestic products related to the treatment of cardiovascular diseases. Cao Dong seemed more anxious than them.
The question is, did Guozhi’s people show it to them?
"Get out of the way."
Someone from Guozhi has called out, what are the people who are not from Guozhi doing here? Are they trying to gather intelligence?
"Okay. It's nothing. They can watch it if they want." Zhang Huayao said.
The lazy tone of this old weirdo fully demonstrates that he is not afraid of being seen by them.
Just wait and see. Anyway, these competitors will definitely introduce this thing. At this stage, it is more important to brainstorm and use the machine well to save lives.
The boss's mind is as broad as the sea, which is hard for outsiders to imagine.
People from other hospitals had different expressions on their faces in response to Dr. Zhang Guozhi's statement.
Cao Dong thought about what his father said and didn’t think Zhang Huayao was that “bad”.
The people of the National Association are different. They have conflicts with Boss Zhang and never think that this man can have such a pure and kind heart.
The valuable equipment was delivered personally by Director Wang of Guozhi ICU.
Director Wang and Zhang Huayao walked together and asked, "Director Zhang, you said on the phone that there is someone who can teach us how to use ECMO. Who is that teacher?"
Which teacher?
Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Huayao's mouth curved up to the point where a kettle could be hung: "You're right, it's Teacher Xie."
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