In the ward, when he saw his dying husband lying on the bed, Department Director He could not help but shed tears. The patient smiled with difficulty and patted the edge of the bed, indicating for Department Director He to sit down.
"Jingjing! Don't cry, the doctor is here! Let others laugh at you!" Zhou Xiankai caressed his wife's hands and comforted her softly.
Li Wuyou was a little embarrassed.
"Director He! Why don't you guys chat for a while? I'll come back later!”
"It's alright! Come and take a look!"
"This is the Li Wuyou I told you about, Doctor Li! You have to cooperate with the examination later, or I'll be angry.”It was rare for Director He to reveal her feminine side. She even acted coquettishly with her husband in front of her subordinates. It seemed that the relationship between the couple was really good. For her husband, she even gave up her basic modesty and face.
The patient's face was yellow and gray, and he looked very ugly. He was as thin as a stick, and he looked like he was about to die. His hair and eyebrows were bald. This was the sequela of long-term chemotherapy.
Li Wuyou first picked up the patient's wrist with his mouth and closed his eyes to feel his pulse. He switched from his left hand to his right hand. After about ten minutes, he lifted the patient's patient gown and pressed the patient's chest and abdomen. After he had a rough idea, he gave Department Director He a look and walked out without saying anything.
He returned to the director's office and waited for about four to five minutes before Director He pushed open the door and walked in.
"How is it?" The director asked calmly. The tsundere Director He returned.
"Director He! You are also a doctor, so I will tell you the truth. According to the current treatment plan, theoretically, there are still more than two months left. The longest time is no more than three months.”
Director He's bright eyes darkened, but he did not say anything. This was the result of more than ten diagnosis. There was nothing unexpected, but he was a little unwilling.
"I've also made a rough treatment plan based on Mr. Zhou's condition. In theory, it can increase the success rate of the surgery by about 1%, but the method of cross-treatment between Chinese and Western medicine is relatively risky. There have been no successful cases in the past. I can explain the plan to you in general.”
"One percent? How could it improve so much? Can you tell me in detail?" Department Director He's spirits were lifted, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
Li Wuyou found a few pieces of A4 paper and wrote and drew a general description of the treatment plan to He Lijing. He Lijing looked at the plan in front of her and fell silent.
The western medicine part of the plan was generally similar to the previous plans, except that the medication was gentler. However, she was a little confused about the Chinese medicine part, especially acupuncture. She knew nothing about it.
Li Wuyou saw that He Lijing didn't say anything and knew that she also had concerns. After all, they were lovers who had loved each other for decades. The success rate of the surgery was not high. If the surgery failed, they would not even have the chance to spend the last two months together.
After lunch, Xu Yang was resting in his office when he walked in with the simple treatment plan written by Li Wuyou. It was obvious that he had already met with Director He and discussed it.
"How confident are you?" The teacher asked directly.
"If everything is carried out according to my plan without any external factors interfering, I have at least an eighty percent chance of success. Of course, I have to be mentally prepared for the possibility of failure.”
"If the surgery fails, how much time does he have?”
"The patient's body can't take another surgery. If this surgery fails, he will probably have a month's time! You also know how harmful a surgery is to the patient's body.”Li Wuyou was no longer the young boy he used to be. He would not do such stupid things.
Xu Yang nodded, indicating that he understood, but he didn't make it clear.
In the afternoon, Li Wuyou was called to the director's office again. There were many people in the room. Xu Yang, He Lijing, Director Fang, and the director of the surgical department, Wang Zhi. The other two were not very familiar, but they were all big shots in the hospital.
"Doctor Li! We've roughly evaluated this treatment plan. Everyone thinks that the plan is good, but we don't know much about it. Please tell us in detail.”
Li Wuyou did not have the so-called idea of keeping it to himself. Many things were placed there. Some of them had been there for thousands of years, but not many people knew how to use them.
It was said that the formula and technology for making atomic bombs were basically open and transparent now, but there were only a few countries in the world that could make atomic bombs.
To put it bluntly, you had to know how to use the technology. If you didn't know how to use the technology, it was useless.
Li Wuyou didn't have stage fright. He strode to Xu Yang's side, pulled a chair, and sat down, ready to respond to the other people's questions.
"Director He! Do you want to leave? "After all…" Dean Fang turned to He Lijing and asked softly.
"There's no need. It's been so many times. I'm already mentally prepared to accept failure. Don't treat me as a patient's family member. Just treat me as a doctor who participated in the treatment.”
"Doctor Li! You're a young man, and your way of looking at things is somewhat different from those of us who are older. If you have any other thoughts, don't worry too much about my feelings. This is probably our last chance. Thank you!”
Li Wuyou's heart was heavy as he nodded silently.
He looked at everyone and spoke first.
"Everyone has seen my plan. In the past, the location of the cancer was too tricky. It was very difficult to operate in a normal position. Even if the surgery was forced, the cancer could not be completely cleaned up, causing the cancer cells to continue spreading. My current idea is to let the patient rotate his body and change the location of the surgery, such as this location…"
Li Wuyou explained every detail of his treatment plan in great detail, such as how the patient's body was too weak to be anesthetized for a long time, and so on. The professional big shots present nodded, frowned, pondered, and asked non-stop questions. Li Wuyou also talked big and spittle flew everywhere. Three to four hours passed without anyone noticing.
Most of the questions could be explained clearly. Only some questions that were deeply related to Chinese medicine were more controversial, especially regarding the effects of acupuncture.
An old doctor with neatly combed white hair and a slickback hair directly refuted Li Wuyou's absurd idea of using acupuncture treatment. He even took out a box of silver needles from somewhere and insisted that Li Wuyou prove the effectiveness of acupuncture treatment on the spot.
Li Wuyou's anger was slowly ignited. He really wanted to just leave like that. You asked me to come over, not me begging to come over. Who are these people!
However, when he saw He Lijing's pleading eyes, he endured it for the sake of the consultation qualification.
"Oh! How do you want me to prove it, Elder Zhou?" Li Wuyou asked coldly with an expressionless face.
Elder Zhou was an old doctor in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of the hospital. He had deep attainments in the study of traditional Chinese medicine, but he was not very good at acupuncture. He had once visited many acupuncture experts in private, but they all said that they were extravagant, but in fact, they had little effect. Therefore, he did not believe Li Wuyou.
"Give me a few needles and let me feel it. I'll know if it's effective or not. Since you dare to give acupuncture anesthesia to patients, I don't think you'll hurt me.”The old man did not care about Li Wuyou's attitude and directly made a request.
Li Wuyou looked around. Everyone lowered their heads and kept silent. It seemed that they had discussed it before. This old man would test the fire of Li Wuyou's acupuncture.
Since you want to make things difficult for me, I'll give you this chance!
Li Wuyou got up and took out a silver needle from the box. He burned it under an alcohol lamp for a moment to detoxify it. Then, he gently inserted it into an acupuncture point pointed out by Elder Zhou.
Elder Zhou nodded as he read. Although he wasn't proficient in acupuncture, he was still an expert in Chinese medicine. He saw that Li Wuyou was very accurate in recognizing acupoints. He didn't hesitate to insert the needle. He twisted or flicked the needle. He inserted a few acupoints in a row without any problems. However, when he pointed to a certain acupoint, Li Wuyou stopped.
"Elder Zhou! This was the laughter acupoint, one of the most important acupoints in the human body. This acupoint could not be randomly pricked, or there might be problems.”Li Wuyou reminded him.
"I'm fine! I know what to do. You just have to do it.”Elder Zhou scoffed at Li Wuyou's words.
The theory of the laughter acupoint had been passed down for thousands of years, and there had always been different opinions. Some said it was under the armpit, some said it was on the neck, and some said it was on the chest and back. However, there was no one who could really prove the exact location.
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