Wu Mian had returned to jianxie hospital when he received the news.
He told Chu Zhixi about the patient''s experience again. Chu Zhixi couldn''t laugh or cry. He didn''t know how to say his mood.
It''s too late. There''s no need to think about it. There should not be too many patients in the hospital every year. If you think about these things every day, who will do the serious work. In the opinion of doctors, these things are not only gossip, but also clinical experience. We will meet similar patients for reference next time.
"Brother, has master fan''s surgical path been decided?"
"It''s settled." Wu Mian simulated it on the computer and felt no problem. "The operation is not difficult. The old man''s physical condition is not bad."
"What should I do during the operation? I can''t let him wear three or five cotton padded jackets on the stage." Chu Zhixi was a little sad.
"It''s all right. If you can''t, you''ll anesthetize first and then talk about it." Wu Mian said. "Ren Haitao and I will explain. Let''s go all out and make a backup plan."
Chu Zhixi nodded.
This is the only way. The next step is to wait for the return of various preoperative examination and test results.
This is a long process. Non emergency surgery requires at least 2-3 days of preoperative preparation to avoid possible complications and accidents.
Wu Mian was not in a hurry. The more important the operation, the more calm he had to be. Every major event requires calmness. Wu Mian still has this calmness.
Mr. fan can''t give huge red envelopes, and certainly won''t make people stunned donations. As for each ECMO worth tens of millions of yuan in the special needs ward, it''s an unimaginable number for him.
But Wu Mian attaches great importance to this operation, which is even more important than auvin and apudul Aziz combined.
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Three days later in the morning, Wu Mian appeared in the MRI operating room.
Fan Zhongzhi''s preoperative examination has no surgical contraindications. The approach has been checked three times and is ready for surgical treatment today.
Guo Ruming came with the film crew and left video data all the way.
These materials are meaningless for an elderly person who is dying, but it will become a part of everyone''s memory.
Fan dongkai pushed fan Zhongzhi into the operating room of the MRI room. He was very embarrassed and said, "Dr. Wu, take off your clothes and wait a minute. I advise you not to worry."
"Well, don''t worry, slow down." Wu Mian smiled and patted fan dongkai on the shoulder. "Today, there is only one operation, and we have plenty of time. We don''t have to take off all our clothes. Let the old man take off his coat, and people can lie flat."
"Ah." fan dongkai answered and went to "reason with fan Zhongzhi".
Watching fan dongkai "Persuading" the old man, Wu Mian stood in the operation room and checked various equipment, various rescue drugs and various rescue plans with Ren Haitao for the last time.
Fan dongkai "advised" for a long time, and finally reluctantly took off the old man''s military coat. Wu Mian was not worried. He was curious about the bulging things in fan Zhongzhi''s arms.
According to fan dongkai, it was the military bugle of that year, and it was also an object that the old man had been hiding as a treasure since he lost his memory.
After the operation, we must put the bugle back. Don''t wake up and can''t touch it. The blood pressure will rise suddenly and cause other problems.
Wu Mian thought in his heart that he had not forgotten every detail.
"Miss Wu, I''ll learn from you today." Zhou Guohui said with a smile after finishing.
"It''s nothing difficult. It''s mainly the computer program setting approach," Wu Mian said. "In fact, everyone does the same."
"Then you..."
Zhou Guohui came to jianxie hospital for some time. He knew Wu Mian''s style of doing things very well.
Public welfare surgery and mitral valve closure were thrown to Gao Baixiang and Li Zhong. In addition, Wu Mian didn''t even look at the medical group of Zheng Kaixuan and Professor Saipan Carr.
Zhou Guohui did the awakening of vegetative people and the treatment of Alzheimer''s disease himself. It is difficult to see Mr. Wu at ordinary times.
But this time, Mr. Wu went too far.
"Ha ha." Wu Mian didn''t explain. He looked at fan Zhongzhi through the lead glass with a few mild eyes. "Lao Ren''s anesthesia is over, I''ll watch."
He didn''t answer why, but Zhou Guohui vaguely understood.
Zhou Guohui didn''t say anything. He glanced at director Guo Ruming, who was recording a documentary, and excluded the option of being on TV.
Mr. Wu Mian has no need to be on TV. His fame and reputation do not need the help of documentaries or other columns.
Out of circle?
Maybe others want it, but for a doctor, going out of circles means spending a lot of energy dealing with other things.
Mr. Wu won''t make such a choice, especially for him in the period of technological upgrading, leaving the circle only has disadvantages but no benefits.
There is only one possibility. Zhou Guohui is a little strange.
It is said that Mr. Wu is not yet 30 years old. I don''t know why he respected the war many years ago.
After anesthesia, Ren Haitao made a gesture in the MRI room. Wu Mian went in and helped fan Zhongzhi take off his thick clothes.
The old man''s clothes are funny. He has no problem going to Siberia even in the coldest time, let alone winter.
Layers of thick and warm clothes were taken off to reveal the vests and items wrapped in a faded red cloth.
"This old man," Zhou Guohui said with a smile.
"It''s a bugle," said Wu Mian.
He reached out and landed on the faded red cloth. I don''t know why. It seems that fan Zhongzhi felt that someone was going to take away the bugle, or an accidental nerve reflex. His hand moved slightly.
Wu Mian smiled. Instead of picking up the bugle immediately, he held the old man''s hand and whispered something in his ear.
"Mr. Wu, is the patient conscious during general anesthesia? Can you hear you?" Ren Haitao asked in surprise, thinking it was a knowledge point he didn''t notice.
"I don''t know. I told myself." Wu Mian smiled, seriously picked up the bugle wrapped in red cloth with both hands, turned out and put it in the operation room.
He told people outside not to touch it. Wu Mian said it three times before he returned to the MRI room.
Zhou Guohui did not hesitate. He accompanied Wu Mian in.
Remove all metal objects, including anesthesia syringes and other items, and the MRI machine began to hum.
Twenty minutes later, Wu Mian lowered the brain pacemaker according to the designed approach.
There were no waves in the whole process. It was as calm as if only a cerebrospinal fluid biopsy had been done.
After 106 minutes, signapioneer 3.0T determined the position of brain pacemaker again, and the buzzing disappeared after shutdown.
"Wake up," Wu Mian said softly.
Ren Haitao nodded, pushed the flat car from the outside and gave fan Zhongzhi medicine to wake up.