Soon, Matthew rolled out like a ball.
Scan the code to pay and let the taxi driver go first. Matthew said, "Professor bellac, I heard from Mr. Wu that you are a professor of gastrointestinal surgery in Massachusetts General Hospital. You used to be a member of Mr. Wu''s medical team. Nice to meet you."
Professor beilac''s face was cold, his head was raised slightly, and his curly hair trembled slightly in the cold wind of bajingzi.
Matthew was a little embarrassed. It seemed that Professor beilac didn''t understand Chinese. But my English is very poor. What can I do.
No way, Matthew can only speak English.
In a broad sense, jianxie hospital is an international hospital. In order to better communicate with doctors and nurses, Matthew picked up the English that he had already eaten when he was free recently.
He repeated what he had just said with Professor beilac in broken English. Matthew was a little nervous and didn''t know whether his grammar was wrong.
"Where is Wu?" Professor bellac asked hastily in English.
Matthew said, "there seems to be a problem in a class III hospital in the province. Professor bellac, Mr. Wu asked me to arrange for you to live in the staff dormitory first."
"I''m going to have an operation," Professor beilac said quickly in American English. "I have to go! This is the operation of the medical group!! my God, 15cm foreign body is in the duodenum. How can this operation reduce me!"
Matthew thought for a full 20 seconds before he roughly understood what Professor beilac meant.
The professor from Massachusetts seemed to have a bad temper, Matthew judged.
Forget it, I''m also an international friend. I came to bajingzi not far away
Matthew was afraid to think of similar ideas as usual.
Massachusetts and bajingzi always give people a very absurd feeling when they are connected.
But now it appears alive.
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Wu Mian put down the phone. Chu Zhixi asked, "brother, is Barack coming?"
"Well, sneaky, just like the thieves in Harlem." Wu Mian smiled. "Who knows what he thinks."
"Professor beilac is not trying to persuade us to go back."
"If he had a long brain, he would not think so." Wu Mian said, "no matter. After the patient''s parents come, ask about the situation. We know it well. Let''s go directly to the operation."
"Emmm, brother, I guess chopsticks. How did the patient eat the whole chopsticks?"
"It could also be a bone," said Wu Mian. "You can swallow the slender ribs directly. But it''s rare anyway. You should think less about this kind of thing, really."
"I don''t understand."
"People are different from each other. I''m sure I don''t understand." Wu Mian said, "don''t think about it. Wait a minute. I think maybe I need to communicate with the patient. After all, it''s important to know what it is."
"Can''t you take it off completely?"
"I don''t know what it is. I''m always uneasy." Wu Mian sighed. "I''m afraid it''s something rare."
"Hahaha, brother, you have OCD again."
"Well." Wu Mian didn''t retort, "who knows, anyway, it''s not a very urgent operation. Try to master the situation as much as possible."
After 15 minutes, the patient''s parents came to the second hospital of Medical University.
They are very typical rural people. When they come to the provincial capital, they have fear in their eyes and dare not say more.
Wu Mian tried to be gentle and asked a lot of relevant questions, but received little feedback.
The patient''s parents did not have any relevant memories, they just stated some facts.
The patient was ill fated. When he was a child, he took out a house bird and fell from a tree. He almost didn''t fall to death; Fishing, falling into the river, almost drowned; When I went to work as an adult, I was directly injured by a drunk car riding a bicycle, resulting in lumbar compression fracture and almost no hemiplegia.
These medical histories had nothing to do with the duodenal foreign body in front of him. Wu Mian was a little disappointed.
The patient''s anesthesia was awake. Wu Mian had no choice but to ask the patient.
As he thought, the patient himself had no memory of it and didn''t know what it was.
Wu Mian sighed.
"Hello, Mr. Wu." a little old man appeared at the door, wearing white clothes. The wrinkles on the white clothes were still there. At a glance, he knew it had just been found.
Wu Mian glanced at the badge from a distance, smiled and said, "director Zhao, Hello, I''ve given you trouble."
"Mr. Wu, you''re very kind." director Zhao of gastrointestinal surgery said, "I heard Xiao Liangzi say it briefly and came from home. Is there a film from the patient?"
"Here, take a look." Wu Mian said politely.
Director Zhao Xiangming saw two CT films inserted in the film reader. He bowed slightly, polite to Wu Mian, and walked over.
After only one look, Zhao Xiangming was stunned. The foreign body in the duodenum is clearly in front of us, which is really scary.
"Miss Wu, is it really in the duodenum?! it''s a duodenal foreign body. It''s really rare." Zhao Xiangming couldn''t believe his eyes and asked.
"I saw the gastroscope, and the image data are in the medical record." Wu Mian said, "the foreign body is straight, about 12-15cm long, covered with stones. I can''t see what it is. Stones accumulate at one end, resulting in large and half blockage of the duodenum."
"Miss Wu, I mean... I mean how did this thing get in?" Zhao Xiangming asked suspiciously.
"Hehe, who knows what may happen."
"How long is the duodenum? There are three bends. This thing is in the intestine. The patient hasn''t found it for so many years?! Mr. Wu, how did you get in?"
Zhao Xiangming was frightened by the imaging data. Like Wu Mian just now, he kept asking how the foreign body got in.
"Normally, it''s taken orally." Wu Mian sighed. "I asked the patient and his family, but I didn''t remember. It''s probably a coincidence, or I swallowed a bone."
"What a coincidence," Zhao Xiangming murmured.
"Hehe, what a coincidence," Wu Mian said with a smile. "When I was in the United States, there was an accident in San Marino, a small town in Southern California."
"What accident?" Zhao Xiangming thought it was a medical accident, and his expression suddenly became serious.
Although it is far away in California, the word "medical malpractice" is like a steel needle, inserted directly from the ear and directly into the brain.
"Director Zhao, don''t be nervous. It''s drag racing." Wu Mian said with a smile: "two American policemen drank some wine during their break and drag racing. One of them took out a gun and shot, and finally hit himself in the head."
"...." Zhao Xiangming said nothing.
Stupid hands and feet are not divided. Is it suicide? How can you hit yourself.