Big Doctor Live Room

Chapter 453 Pain Sensory Nerve Loss
Chapter 453 Pain Sensory Nerve Loss
In front of the computer in the MRI testing room, seven or eight young people crowded the room. No one knew what kind of medicine Chen Qun was selling in the gourd. The situation is very special.

Both Joan, who likes to argue the most, and Hideo Kagawa closed their mouths, stood quietly behind the screen, watching their teammates operate the equipment, but the corner of their eyes involuntarily glanced at Qi Hong who was standing next to him, I tried in vain to see a little bit of careful consideration from this talented woman with an explosion of theoretical knowledge and a wealth of knowledge.

Now, for several international exchange students, Qi Hong has been regarded as a harmless passer-by, because her hands-on ability is simply "terrible". A surgeon who doesn't have much hands-on ability is not a real Surgeons, not their competitors.

A doctor of pathology, to put it bluntly, is a doctor who can only talk but can't do it.

Chen Qun was not in the room, and this place naturally became a place to compete with each other.

As the number of keys on the instrument increased, the nuclear magnetic resonance machine issued a series of subtle roars. On the screen facing a group of young doctors, the radio wave remained unchanged as before.

"The power is increased to fifth gear!"

Rei Hojo said this command coldly without any fluctuations. In the room behind the glass, the nuclear magnetic resonance machine beeped again.

"Still no response!"

"Increase the power to eighth gear!"

Xiang Chuanxiu frowned slightly, and directly gave another suggestion.

Qi Hong quickly raised her hand, "Wait, this will cause some damage to the patient."

She knew very well that the patient lying in the machine was the legendary head lowering teacher, if something went wrong, these girls might die without knowing why.

"The patient is fine. What we need is information feedback, not just doing nothing here. Miss Alisa, do you agree with this?"

Xiang Chuanxiu forced Qi Hong to say something, and then took the opportunity to blame the European girl with big breasts and no brains. She was extremely proficient in speech, obviously it was not the first time she did this.

Another roar of the machine came from the inner room, and Alisa, who was sitting on the other side of the monitor, suddenly raised her hand and pressed the back of Hojo Orei's hand.

"Stop, don't you two see that this patient doesn't feel pain?"

Alisa stopped the two competitors from messing around in fluent English, pointed to the still unresponsive radio waves on the screen, and confidently gave a conclusion.

"It's also possible that the equipment has malfunctioned. I heard that the same equipment malfunctioned in the experimental operating room with more advanced equipment a few days ago."

Xiang Chuanxiu pushed back without giving in, she was not at all like the pure college student image under her appearance.

As soon as the breakdown was mentioned, Qi Hong, who was watching the excitement, frowned more and more, because there was a kind of strangeness everywhere in this accident, and even the instrument video and most of the records at that time were lost. Only later A supplementary report by Chen Qun.Between the lines, Qi Hong saw a deliberate trace.

Because Chen Qun wrote too carefully!

It is far different from his usual succinct style, but it can also be explained as a special event. It is necessary for him to explain clearly.

However, according to the subsequent routine examination, the patient, Mr. Zhang, recovered from the brain surgery very well, even better than the recovery of the young man Feng Qiuyun. There were hardly any scars, as if he had never undergone surgery.

Originally, I thought that Chen Qun had displayed his personal strength beyond the level of the emergency, but now he felt that Chen Qun had never undergone surgery from the beginning, and Mr. Zhang must be hysterical, so Chen Qun performed a "fake operation" with great fanfare to deceive the patient. Complete his psychotherapy.

False surgery is not allowed in any hospital, so Chen Qun has to take the blame alone and hide it from all the team members. If there is an accident, the board can only hit him on the head.

However, the process of the day was very strange. Not only was Chen Qun playing tricks by himself, but also got the cooperation or tacit approval of Dean Liu, so that Dean Liu was allowed to directly intervene in this matter.In other words, it was the old and the young master and apprentice who played tricks on everyone.

If it were another patient, it would be absolutely impossible for Dean Liu to do so.But the patient happened to be a magic stick, and Dean Liu usually hated this kind of person the most, and he pretended to be tricked by using medical skills to tease him, which was definitely something Dean Liu could do.

The old and the young are not sticklers. In fact, counting his teacher, Mr. Yang, he is not sticklers. Anyone who has unique insights and special contributions in his own field is all sticklers.Some can abide by the bottom line, and some can't abide by the bottom line.

Just excluding yourself is something that cannot be tolerated under any circumstances.

Qi Hong looked at the radio wave curve in front of him, and there was no wave in his heart. Instead, he felt that it would be best to let those troublemakers cause trouble again and veto Chen Qun's judgment.

However, judging from the current arrangements, Chen Qun should have deduced the crux of the problem long ago, and only let them come over to see rare cases.

She simply watched from the sidelines today, to see what kind of tricks Chen Qun was playing during the whole incident.

"It's not a malfunction of the instrument. Look here, there is a response in the patient's parietal bone, but there is no feedback in the limbic lobe of the brain, and there is no feedback in the anterior cingulate cortex. The patient has a tactile response, but many times, he is completely He who can't feel the pain is another weakened version of the superhero Deadpool!"

Zhou Lin, who had a girlfriend, was full of spirits, and immediately gave the correct answer beside him.Now the whole group uses English when communicating internally, so that everyone can not understand each other due to language problems. By the way, they can also practice everyone's English level, but no one objected.

Seeing someone jumping out to be cannon fodder, Xiang Chuanxiu immediately bulged her big delicate eyes, and looked at the guy who interrupted him with her nostrils.

"How do you prove it?"

Without thinking about it, Zhou Lin directly asked a question to the patient inside the microphone.

"Excuse me, old man, what is the happiest thing in your life?"

There was a silence on the opposite side, and it took a long time before the difficult English sounded, "The happiest thing in my life is probably when I was 17 years old, I made my first huge sum of money, a total of 76 dollars and 32 cents, Later, I made more money, but I never felt the joy of earning dollars for the first time.”

"My other question is, what is the saddest thing in the old man's life?"

Zaku lying in the machine was silent for a long time before answering slowly.

"My saddest thing is that I'm still alive!"

Zhou Lin covered the microphone with his hands, and gave answers to several new colleagues present.

"You see, when this old gentleman expresses the strongest emotion in his life, the nerves of his brain are very active when he is happy, but only slightly active when he is in pain, so weak that he can hardly see it. I think, This kind of phenomenon has already shown that he is not a tool man without emotion."

(End of this chapter)