Sleepless Doctor

Owen Rothschild looked at Wu Mian's eyes, earnestly and attentively. After a few seconds, he said in a deep voice, "Wu, if you need it, my plane can fly to pick you up at any time."

Wu Mian was startled slightly, he looked at Owen's eyes suspiciously, as if to read some secret from it.

But Owen's emotions were well concealed, and his eyes were silent, even nothingness. Then Wu Mian thought of something, laughed and said, "Owen, you are too confident."

"Isn't it?"

"Definitely not, this is what I said to be death." Wu Mian smiled, "Well, if you would say that, I am very touched."

Owen tilted his head and smiled.

"I'll give you a piece of advice." Wu Mian leaned closer and whispered in Owen's ear.

"Um?"

"After I cured Gelbin Mekkatork's Alzheimer's disease, you can go back and find relevant scholars to study Neanderthals."

"..." Owen was startled, "Neanderthal? That's..."

"This is the main reason for my quarrel with my teacher, Dr. Anthony." Wu Mian said, "Please believe me, this is the advice of a friend."

Owen Rothschild looked at Wu Mian's eyes seriously. He saw the clarity, transparency, remoteness, and vastness, but did not see a trace of flicker and cunning.

"Okay." Owen had some doubts, but he did not refuse or deny, but nodded cautiously.

When the convoy entered the provincial capital, Wu Mian picked up his cell phone to make a call.

"I'm done, how is the patient's condition?"

"The patient is okay, he is sober." Zhang Zimo said, "Mr. Wu, Peng Peng is scared and stupid."

As he said, laughter came from the other side.

"Do you have time?" Wu Mian asked.

"Teacher Wu, don't say that, there must be time." Zhang Zimo said hastily.

After an appointment was made, Zhang Zimo, Director Qian and Peng Peng changed their clothes and went out.

Director Peng hasn't escaped from the shock just now, his face is pale, paler than the patient.

Finally, I took a few more glances. The patient was in stable condition and recovered. It is fine to transfer out of ICU now. But he still felt that what Mr. Wu said was right, and he should observe it for at least two days before speaking.

"Peng Peng, you are also a veteran driver of Wanchang, what did you do today? Did the spinal nerve be anesthetized?" Zhang Zimo asked.

"I guess so, but I'm very cautious about getting the needle, so I shouldn't." Director Peng was also very depressed. He felt that there were countless lumps in his chest that could not be vomited out.

"Ask Teacher Wu, as long as the patient is okay." Zhang Zimo persuaded.

The three came to the agreed hotel.

The hotel was booked by Teacher Wu. Zhang Zimo didn't want to come back to the most upscale hotel in the provincial capital. Although not bad for money, he is always unaccustomed to the level of consumption here.

After entering the hotel's door, Peng Peng took his life back, and has been utterly unwilling. He didn't notice any difference. However, Zhang Zimo and Director Qian were taken aback at the same time, and they stood at the door at the same time.

The hotel lobby is a bit chilly, and no matter how full the central air conditioner is, it is difficult to stop the coldness.

"Hello, please register." A female manager in a professional suit greeted the three with a smile on her face.

"..." Zhang Zimo is no stranger to five-star hotels.

Every academic conference will be held in the conference hall of a five-star hotel as long as the grade is sufficient. But when I came here before, I haven't encountered anything that needs to be registered.

The smile on the female manager’s face was bright, but her eyes flickered. Her smile was disguised at the first glance, concealing the panic in her heart.

There were a few people standing behind, some of them ordinary and ordinary, some of them carried an aura that ordinary people didn't. Zhang Zimo was a little surprised, he silently followed the duty manager to the front desk.

"We came to the bar on the first floor to sit casually, meet a friend, and talk." Zhang Zimo explained.

"Take a look at your ID card, please."

A small flat head held a POS-like machine in his left hand, and said to Zhang Zimo and the others.

After checking his ID card, Xiaopingtou said politely, "Director Zhang, hello."

"..." Although Zhang Zimo was very knowledgeable, he had never seen such a scene.

"Ms. Wu's coffee shop is waiting for you."

After Xiao Pingtou checked the identities of Director Qian and Peng Peng again, the three of them went all the way to the cafe on the first floor of the hotel.

Said it is a cafe, it is actually a semi-enclosed structure.

From a distance, I saw several people with a temperament similar to Xiaopingtou scattered around. There were five tall foreigners standing in the coffee shop, all with a sharp face.

This pomp...

When is Teacher Wu so uneasy-going? No matter it was Zhang Zimo, Director Qian and Peng Peng, a series of question marks appeared in their hearts.

"This side." Wu Mian raised his arms and greeted when the three of them walked in.

"Owen, you are simply a big trouble." Wu Mian put down his arm and said to Owen Rothschild.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, but I'm just curious about your daily routine. Wu, your time shouldn't be spent on such trivial matters." Owen said indifferently~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in the face of this pomp. , Even Zhang Zimo was a little careful.

Sitting across from Wu Mian, they didn't seem to dare to sit firmly. The three of them carefully looked at each other, and finally Peng Peng spoke first.

"Mr. Wu, thank you very much for today." Director Peng said politely.

"I didn't help much, and the patient himself was fine. The trachea was intubated and the anesthesia was put on a ventilator. The anesthesia will soon be cured." Wu Miandao, "Director Peng, how did you block it? Simply talk about it. process."

Director Peng immediately cheered up.

This is Teacher Wu's test of himself, and he must perform well. In addition, he was a little confused. As a veteran Wanchang driver, Director Peng didn't really understand what happened. It's just that this thing is too scary, and he doesn't want to encounter it again.

"Preoperative physical examination showed that the patient’s spine and limbs were not deformed, the neck was flexed 30°, extended 30°, left 30°, right 45°, left 30°, right 50°, percussion The top test was negative, the intervertebral foramina squeeze test was positive, and the neck test was positive.

Tenderness between 3-7 spines of neck, positive left brachial plexus traction test, negative Hoffman sign, muscle strength of both upper limbs is grade 5, and no significant muscle atrophy is seen.

The visual analogue scale of pain was 6 points at the time of attack and 0 points at the time of relief. "

Director Peng began to introduce the condition, and Wu Mian listened attentively.

Owen Rothschild sat aside, watching Wu Mian's daily life leisurely. To him, Zhang Zimo, Director Qian, and Peng Peng are simply not "creatures" like him.

But Wu Mian listened to the narration very seriously.

It was a pity that Wu wasted all his time on this, Owen Rothschild thought in his heart. People of his level should work in the laboratory, trying to break the upper limit of human technology or develop any new drugs, whatever they do, they should be more integrated with Owen’s "aesthetics" than they are now.