Sleepless Doctor

The latest website: "Little Master, what do you want a syringe for?" Lin Daoshi asked.

"The vestibular eyeball response caused by the cold water infusion in the external auditory canal shows bilateral tonic and isotropic deflection." Wu Mian said, "If you don't have it, the child should be a vegetative, but not brain dead. Go back and do an electroencephalogram. See the situation, if it goes well, I will try."

"Try it?" Lin Daoshi was taken aback and asked, "I'm all vegetative, can I still wake up?"

"Huh?" Wu Mian looked sideways at Taoist Lin, "Who told you that vegetative people can't wake up?"

"..." Lin Daoshi almost didn't fall off his chin.

This is also OK?

This is fine too!

"Hold it back," Wu Mian said, "First put it in Jianxie Hospital, I will arrange for someone to take care of it, and try to see if it is possible to wake up."

Lin Daoshi clutched his chin and asked, "Little Master, do you have an operation?"

"Well, there may be repeated operations." Wu Mian said slowly, looking at the child. The words were a little erratic, and it seemed that consciousness had begun to ponder the specific operation process.

Lin Daoshi's eyes were full of blood red, and the red was mixed with white. How is the operation done? Lin Daoshi didn't understand at all.

Craniotomy is his only idea. But what should I do after opening it, cut a piece? But the brain tissue that has no neural reflex itself can't be cured even if it is cut off.

"Little Master, where do you cut it?" Lin Daoshi didn't understand, so he just opened his mouth and asked.

"Where to cut? What do you mean?" Wu Mian asked.

"Uh, didn't you mean surgery?"

"The operation doesn't have to cut things down." Wu Mian glanced at Lin Daoshi, "coronary stent, but put something inside."

"..." Lin Daoshi was speechless.

I thought I was wrong.

"Little Master, can vegetatives really cure? I haven't heard of it."

"You can try, the probability of success is definitely not as high as appendicitis surgical resection." Wu Mian said.

"How to cure?"

"Put an electrode in, and there is a battery discharge outside to stimulate the brain tissue. Some patients can wake up, but the success rate is only about 25%." Wu Mian glanced at Lin Daoshi and smiled, "Old Lin, don't you I asked, these things have nothing to do with you."

"Little Master, I want to take a look." Lin Daoshi curiously said, "I always thought it would be over if I became a vegetative, but I didn't expect there to be a way."

"Oh, vegetatives also wake up by themselves, but the probability is relatively small." Wu Mian said, "deepbrain..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Deep brain stimulation is mainly used for the treatment of Parkinson's patients, and the effect is not bad." Wu Mian laughed, "As for vegetative people, the girl studies more deeply, I only occasionally make some comments."

"Done?"

"It must have been done. It was successful... I count it as time."

"Little Master, what do you count time for?"

"The timing of the confidentiality agreement. After all, Schumacher's wife believed that things need to be kept confidential, so they signed the agreement before the treatment. As of last year, the agreement has expired, so it doesn't matter to you."

"Schumacher? The F1 guy?"

"Yeah." Wu Mian nodded. "On December 29, 2013, Schumacher had an accident while skiing in Meribel in the French Alps and hit his head on a rock. When he was taken to the hospital, Schumacher suffered severe head injury. In the end it became unconscious."

"Uncle Master, don't lie to me, I'm willing to watch F1." Lin Daoshi said, "I read reports that Schumacher woke up in 14 years. Before, it was because of induced coma, that is, medication. I was afraid of inflammation. reaction."

"Haha." Wu Mian smiled, "For whatever reason, as long as you are happy."

What makes me happy! Lin Daoshi leaned over and asked, "You really did the operation?"

"No." Wu Mian shook her head, "The girl did it."

Lin Daoshi was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that the little teacher who looked cute, couldn't turn a page for a long time, and looked a little confused at all, could be so powerful!

Wu Mian saw that the sky was bright, picked up the child, and said, "The child is in a normal state. If you burn everything here, then we will go back now."

"So early? I think this child is sound asleep and his vital signs are stable. Don't worry."

"You can breastfeed?" Wu Mian asked.

"Yes, but also high nutrition intravenously." Lin Taoshi put on his Taoist gown and looked more energetic. Repeatedly restored the appearance of the bones of Xianfeng Dao, no longer a thin old man.

"Well, I need to do MRI and CT, overlap the images, and determine where to place the power supply." Wu Mian explained as he walked out.

Lin Daoshi can read and understand some of the CT films, but he rarely touches NMR, because when he was in the hospital, there were only two NMR machines in Montenegro. The clinical director may not be able to understand the NMR films, let alone his one. Intern now.

Wu Mian said that the images overlapped, it was impossible for Lin Daoshi to imagine. But he knew that he didn't need to imagine himself, the little uncle was already walking towards the battery car with the baby in his arms.

He ran quickly, came to the battery car, and drove Wu Mian back to Houshan.

Wu Mian also felt a little weird. He and Chu Zhixi came to spend a vacation, and finally took a child back home. Think about it, scratching his head a little.

Moreover, you have to take risks when performing similar operations. Fortunately, the relationship with District Mayor Deng is now relatively close. You need to find the Civil Affairs Bureau and a lawyer, and countless formalities need to be done in advance.

Wu Mian was very alert about doing bad things with good intentions and was bitten back by others, and almost formed an instinct.

Jianxie Hospital has just started, and the fifth hospital of the Medical University is still under construction and cannot withstand storms. Thinking about it, Wu Mian's thinking diverged, misty to the end of the sky.

"Little Master, what do you think about UU reading www.uukanshu.com?" Seeing Wu Mian's silence, Lin Daoshi asked actively.

"Lao Lin, do you know when deep brain stimulation started?" Wu Mian asked.

"I don't know." Lin Daoshi answered simply.

"Well, this is not important. In the beginning, only the brain pacemaker produced by General Motors was imported in China to treat Parkinson's patients." Wu Mianyouyou said.

The mountain wind was bitter, and Tao Shi Lin heard the words of the young master in the howling wind, and felt that he had no deep meaning.

"What happened later?" Lin Daoshi asked.

"Is it good to import consumables? American General Medical, a big brand!" Wu Mian said coldly, "My first contact was in Xiehe. At that time, world-renowned neurosurgery experts came to give lectures, and they almost taught how to do it. Operation."

"Isn't that good." Lin Daoshi gradually reduced the speed, he was afraid that the wind would make the child catch cold. The child who is just over a year old is a vegetable, and once a cold is likely to be gone, Lin Daoshi feels compassionate.