Chapter 832 Refreshing Cognition
The next morning, Yu Zhiming, who was having breakfast, received a call from Gu Qingran.
He was told the good news.
The three cancer patients sent by Germany's B. Braun Medical have recovered from high fever from last night to this morning, and have survived the most dangerous stage of CAR-T treatment.
"Tomorrow, B. Braun Medical has expressed their hope to send five more cancer patients."
Yu Zhiming asked with a smile, "Are you planning to send the next batch before waiting for these three patients to fully recover?"
Gu Qingran also chuckled on the phone and said, "They must have investigated the effectiveness of your treatment on other people."
"Plus, the treatment of these three people is progressing as expected, so they probably can't wait any longer."
After a pause, Gu Qingran said softly, "Zhiming, my idea is that we can cooperate, but we must strictly control the number of places and the identity of the patients."
Yu Zhiming hummed and said, "You have experience in this area, so you can handle it as you see fit."
The next moment, Gu Qingran continued on the call, "After receiving strong financial support, the Jingcheng Chu family has become even more aggressive in asking for higher prices and purchasing aged wild ginseng from all over the place."
"To this day, the people we sent out still found nothing."
In the current situation, Yu Zhiming had no good solution and could only ask Gu Qingran to supervise the development of alternative drugs.
I also hope that the guy who goes back to the island country to contact cancer patients will bring good news.
Fortunately, the stock of ginseng life-extending pills is still sufficient to last for a while.
"Hey, there's a rumor going around that the City First Hospital has left out the other three hospitals and is secretly negotiating a partnership with Jingcheng Hospital?"
After a moment of silence, Gu Qingran replied on the phone: "I haven't received any definite news on this matter yet."
"However, whether it's a ban or suppression, or cooperation, Jingcheng Hospital will remain the same."
"As long as you don't fall to them, you will be like a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, making them unable to sleep or eat."
Yu Zhiming smiled gently.
Gu Qingran's voice came from the phone again, "President Li told me that he has obtained the approval of the main leaders for the establishment of Huashan Second Hospital."
"As long as we submit a detailed project application report, it will be approved soon."
Gu Qingran said proudly, "Zhi Ming, after the approval document comes down, you will see what the true speed of China's construction is."
"Building a brand new, high-standard, garden-style, Class III hospital in just six months is definitely not a fantasy."
"Then, let Jingcheng Hospital know who is the true ceiling of the medical field..."
After ending the call with Gu Qingran, Yu Zhiming put down the phone and heard the voice of Xu Juan's mother again.
"Zhiming, after breakfast, are we going to the hospital?"
Xu Juan's mother took the high-speed rail to Binhai yesterday afternoon to take care of her daughter after the operation.
Yu Zhiming hummed and said, "I'm going to the hospital today to complete the admission procedures and have a physical examination."
"The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow morning."
"The surgeon in charge is a seasoned neurosurgeon who frequently performs pituitary surgeries. The likelihood of an accident occurring is quite small."
Xu Juan's mother chuckled and said, "With your proper arrangements, Zhiming, there will definitely be no problem."
She looked at her daughter again and saw that this guy was concentrating on eating.
Xu Juan's mother felt a little embarrassed and reminded her, "Xiao Juan, breakfast is not good. You are too full."
Xu Juan looked up and said, "Mom, I'm going to have surgery tomorrow. Uncle Wu said that I need to eat and drink enough so that I have enough strength for surgery."
"Isn't that right, Uncle Wu?"
Yu Zhiming chuckled and nodded.
He had discovered that Xu Juan's appetite, comparable to that of a laborer, and her obesity were at most due to the pituitary microadenoma.
At 8:30 in the morning, Yu Zhiming, Qing Ning, Xu Juan and her mother rushed to Huashan Hospital.
In the first floor lobby of Zhizhen Building, Yu Zhiming unexpectedly met Feng Mo who was waiting there.
"Have you finished filming the knee injury surgery video?"
Feng Mo showed an embarrassed look on his face and said, "Doctor Yu, the photo is not taken well."
He was a little afraid to meet Yu Zhiming's gaze, and said with a flushed face: "Well, I overestimated myself a little."
After saying this, Feng Mo found that the following words were not difficult to say.
"The knee joint is the most complex joint in the human body, and our Fifth Hospital has never been able to treat complex knee injuries."
"First, patients with this type of injury rarely come to our Fifth Hospital for treatment. They go directly to the Fourth Hospital."
"Occasionally, we encounter a case, but we lack confidence and advise the patient to transfer to another hospital for treatment. Therefore, I have never performed a major knee repair surgery."
After a pause, Feng Mo sighed and said, "On Wednesday, I found a patient with a serious left knee injury."
"I studied the surgical plan over and over again."
"Just yesterday, I was on the operating table and suddenly I felt timid. I realized I had no confidence in repairing the patient's left knee injury."
"That operation was not successful, and the patient was eventually sent to Bin University Affiliated Hospital."
Feng Mo looked up, met Yu Zhiming's gaze, and said with a wry smile, "Doctor Yu, I overestimated myself. When faced with a truly tough challenge, I was still weak."
"Doctor Yu, I'm sorry for disappointing you and wasting your precious time."
"I know you have surgery today, and I felt it was necessary to come and tell you so that you don't have to wait any longer."
As he spoke, he bowed to Yu Zhiming, turned around, lowered his head, and slowly left.
"Doctor Feng..."
Yu Zhiming stopped him and whispered, "This week, there will most likely be a complicated injury repair surgery."
"You can participate in the surgery as a surgical assistant and feel the gap between yourself and the top surgeons up close."
"Doctor Yu, are you serious?" Feng Mo's face was filled with disbelief and surprise.
Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "Once the surgery time is confirmed, I'll have my assistant notify you..."
Walking up the stairs to the third underground floor, Yu Zhiming saw a man sitting on a gurney in front of the operating area, talking to his parents, wife, and children who were surrounding him.
Qi Yue, Dr. Dong and others were standing in the corridor a few meters away from the patient.
Yu Zhiming walked closer to them, frowned, and asked, "At this time, the patient should be pushed into the operating room for preparation. Why is he still talking to his family?"
Doctor Dong looked at Yu Zhiming, suppressed his temper, and said stiffly in a low voice: "Doctor Yu, regarding the patient's aneurysm, there is a certain possibility that this person has entered the operating room, and his family will never see him again."
"His family arrived at the hospital at around 6 a.m., so it's reasonable to let them talk for a while, just in case."
Yu Zhiming said nonchalantly, "I've definitely explained everything I need to say on the phone yesterday."
"This farewell has no practical significance."
As he spoke, Jian Qin, the nurse, and the anesthesiologist beside Yu Zhiming's gurney made an urging gesture.
He then said to Dr. Dong, "We have to prepare as well."
"Today is Sunday, which is my rest time. I really don't want to spend too long in the hospital."
Doctor Dong watched Yu Zhiming walk into the large office, then turned to look at Qi Yue standing beside him and said sympathetically, "Having such a talented and unruly doctor, it must be hard to experience both pain and joy, right?"
Qi Yue chuckled and said, "I only felt happiness, pride, and joy, but not any pain at all."
He then said, "My talented apprentice has to handle a lot of work every day during the week. He has a strong sense of time and does not allow a single minute to be wasted."
"Doctor Dong, let's get started..."
Accompanied by Qi Yue, Dr. Dong changed into sterile surgical clothes in the dressing room of the operating area, and then washed and disinfected his hands.
Then, the two entered the operating room.
As soon as he entered the operating room, Dr. Dong, who was wearing glasses, opened his eyes as wide as bells, as if he had seen a huge accident.
"Where's the angiogram?"
"This is a standard surgical operating room, not a dedicated interventional operating room. How can I perform surgery without an angiography machine?"
Qi Yue didn't find it strange that Dr. Dong was so shocked.
"Doctor Dong, I forgot to say..."
Qi Yue explained: "My apprentice does not need angiography for image guidance during interventional surgery. The microcatheter inserted into the patient's body is an extension of his eyes and senses."
"That's why I have great confidence in him to perform interventional surgery."
"We were relying on our intuition and experience to carefully advance the microcatheter, but Zhiming saw it as he saw it, effortlessly avoiding all obstacles and reaching Huanglong..."
Dr. Dong noticed that, apart from the patient lying on the operating table who was unconscious from anesthesia, the anesthesiologists and nurses in the operating room did not react much to Qi Yue's words.
It was as if he was saying something very ordinary.
This is the magic of Yu Zhiming, they are no longer surprised?
With the help of the nurse, Dr. Dong put on the light surgical gown and had a personal awakening.
This operation will not use any imaging equipment.
You should know that when performing interventional surgery under the guidance of vascular imaging equipment, medical staff must wear special radiation-proof lead clothing to prevent radiation damage to the body.
That thing weighs dozens of kilograms, like a suit of armor. After one operation, it can make people exhausted...
Two or three minutes later, Yu Zhiming entered the operating room...
Another four or five minutes passed and the operation officially began.
The reason why Dr. Dong came to observe the operation was to see with his own eyes Yu Zhiming's ability to perform interventional surgery.
Secondly, it is to prevent accidents so that the patient can be operated on or given a craniotomy for emergency treatment.
But now, Dr. Dong is just seeing a lonely person.
Without angiography equipment, he could not see any details of the microcatheter entering the patient's blood vessels.
Dr. Dong could only see that as Yu Zhiming's fingers twisted and pushed, the microcatheter was delivered into the patient's body at a relatively fast speed.
He was also surprised and indignant to find that Yu Zhiming actually did this with his eyes slightly closed.
But the next moment, Dr. Dong figured it out.
Without the guidance of the developed image, opening your eyes will be of no use at all.
Nowadays, Dr. Dong can only judge the success of Yu Zhiming's interventional surgery by the patient's vital signs data displayed on the monitoring instrument.
However, except for the obvious fluctuations in the patient's heartbeat and breathing when the femoral artery was punctured and the microcatheter was inserted at the beginning, now that more than ten minutes have passed, the patient's heartbeat and breathing are relatively stable.
Doctor Dong turned his gaze to Yu Zhiming, who had an expressionless face, slightly closed eyes, and steady and orderly movements of his hands.
He already had a premonition that he needed to refresh his narrow understanding of true genius...
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