Chapter 1170 Where Do You Get Your Confidence From?
Qin Hongfei hopes to be the one who has the ability to protect others, rather than always being protected from behind, which is too passive.
The girl's face is young but resolute.
Professor Ming still disagreed, "No, it's too risky. I can't watch you make a fool of yourself."
Qin Hongfei is very talented in the field of medicine, and not just the ordinary field of medicine. She has an absolute talent in the scientific research of medical equipment. The country is very short of such geniuses. It takes at least decades to train one, and we absolutely cannot watch her die.
Qin Hongfei knew it would be difficult to convince the teacher. She rubbed her wrists which had become sore from being busy for the past few months and said, "Teacher, I came here just to ask for your help, not to seek your consent."
Even though Professor Ming stared at her, she didn't back down. She knew that if she backed down, there would be no point in discussing the matter. "You're asking for trouble."
Qin Hongfei also knew that she was asking for trouble. It was irrational, unwise and stupid, but she just couldn't sit back and do nothing.
She could have been a quiet student, and could have been praised for doing anything, and been treated like a genius. How wonderful it would have been. But then she thought, if everyone was so selfish, why did Master Bai save her and teach her, and help her grow from an ordinary coward to someone who could stand on her own in society?
Maybe he was afraid that she would become a selfish person, so he kept telling her what would happen if everyone only thought about themselves.
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If the drug enforcement police and firefighters also think this way, then this society is doomed. How can it develop to this point? How can there be room for me to survive? When I read it, I looked at her with my eyes, and my eyes were full of "Do you understand? Do you understand?"
"Teacher, I'll just be stubborn this time, can you please help me?" Qin Hongfei pleaded softly.
"Professor Ming looked at her and spoke softly but her eyes were not soft at all, and he was struggling in his heart.
"I am confident that I will be more confident this time than the last transplant surgery," Qin Hongfei said. "After the surgery, my life will be safe for at least two years."
"Where do you get your confidence from?" Professor Ming was surprised. Two years is not a long time, but if you can do it for two years, then you can do it for five years or even ten years.
"I have analyzed it." Qin Hongfei came prepared and took out a piece of data to show her, "Look."
This is the record that she, Lin Shao and Zhuang Yan have overturned again and again based on the data they calculated.
Qin Hongfei has budgeted that if the procedure is successful and no rejection abnormalities occur, the shortest possible duration would be two years.
Professor Ming looked at the thick stack of data and her heart moved slightly. This was more detailed than the data of the patient she had operated on last time. Judging from the data analysis, the probability of success was indeed not low. "If there really is a two-year foundation and the patient is willing to cooperate, then we can make a breakthrough research from this, and slowly adjust it according to the patient's physical condition, and add in the service life of the mechanical heart, and repair the fault." So, with two years, five years will not be far away. If five years is not far away, then is ten years far away?
Oh, no, no, this idea seems a bit dangerous.
Qin Hongfei didn't notice and nodded directly, "Yes, and the two people who received the transplant this time are retired soldiers. They have better physical fitness and it will be easier for us to keep records of their follow-up after the surgery."
Professor Ming's eyes lit up. This would obviously be of greater help to the advancement of scientific research.
Qin Hongfei said, "If it really works, in two years, not only the elderly patients with heart disease in our country, but also many children and young people with congenital heart disease will no longer need to wait in line for heart transplants, which can greatly effectively reduce the pressure on the transplant queue."
Professor Ming said, "Not only that, it is also equivalent to saving lives. Mechanical hearts are different from flesh and blood hearts. If it can really succeed, for patients who are already in the late stage, it can save at least thousands of people."
Qin Hongfei said, "So this is a surgery that is worth the risk."
Professor Ming's heart beat faster.
That's true.
The more I look at it, the more I feel that there is actually a lot of hope. Although there is a probability of failure, we can't just think about failure, we also have to look at success.
Scientific research requires interest, boldness, innovation, determination and the courage to fight.
She can't be more cowardly than her own students.
Professor Ming grabbed the information and took a deep breath. "I will contact my teacher and then contact Professor Qi's team. He and his student team are well-known for transplantation both at home and abroad and have rich experience in operating."
"I'll borrow the operating room from Director Xu."
"And..." Professor Ming thought about it and looked up to see the student's surprised expression. "Why are you looking at me like that? Forget it. You go back first. I'll contact someone first."
Tsk!
Qin Hongfei was finally convinced and breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Teacher."
I thought I would have to spend more time talking and running around for a few more days, but I didn't expect the teacher to be so easy to persuade. That was great. After she stood up, she added, "Teacher, it would be even better if Academician Xiang could also take charge."
Professor Ming paused while flipping through the number book and glared at her. She was asking for more. Then she thought about it and realized that it made sense.
It is better to have the teacher in charge than to do it myself. Since the teacher has been invited, I might as well call a few old classmates to help. Well, it’s decided.
Professor Ming put on her reading glasses and began to look through the yearbook. At this moment, she heard the sound of a TV. She looked over and saw her husband wiping his hands on his apron, then standing and watching TV. The TV was reporting military news related to the Middle East deployment.
It was decided that Principal Shen would step down and Lu Jiaan would be temporarily assigned to take over.
Qin Hongfei received a call from Qin Yan on the way back to school, asking her if she had watched the news.
Qin Hongfei answered no.
I saw the news ten minutes after arriving at school.
Military news.
The martial arts school has a lot of arrangements. Lu Jiaan is going to the Middle East to replace Principal Shen! At the same time, Yue Dongjie will also go there, and Zhao Yiheng will go with him.
Zhou Yiming was temporarily transferred to the martial arts school to take charge.
At the same time, in the Middle East, Li Sheng, Lin Liuzhao and Ye Su were transferred to the deserted town and the resettlement area to guard several places in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest. Some overseas Chinese were urgently called back. Ordinary people didn't know what was going on, but those who were keen on the news knew that all parties had made many defensive deployments before the public announcement of Principal Shen's news, and a storm was about to come.
And in fact, this feeling is not wrong.
The next morning, Qin Hongfei was awakened by a bombardment of phone calls. When she woke up and turned on the TV, she saw the solemn atmosphere on TV and immediately guessed something. As expected, Principal Shen's condition was announced. Zhao Hai and Cang Yu brought the attending doctor to announce that Principal Shen was seriously ill and had to retire from the front line.
This news dropped like a bomb that morning, causing a lot of discussion among people. Many people wanted to visit the affiliated hospital, but this scene was expected, so the deployment two days in advance came into play at this moment. A cordon was set up in the hospital, and non-relevant personnel were not allowed to approach, and their identities had to be verified when entering and leaving.
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