When doctors have a simulated operating room

The two of them were very busy, and the two of them were very busy.

If Mr. Zhang is also going to watch the military parade...

That would be a coincidence.

...

Yunnan Provincial Hospital.

Cardiothoracic Surgery Inpatient Department.

He Biao was carrying a basket of gifts and searching for something in the corridor of the inpatient department.

Behind him was the follower named Hu Zi, who also had a lot of expensive gifts in his hands.

Finally, the two stopped at the door of VIP ward No. 88.

Before knocking on the door, He Biao even adjusted his suit and tie.

'Knock!'

"Mr. Wang? It's me, He Biao."

The door of the ward opened soon after.

A middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle stood at the door. When he saw He Biao, a smile appeared on his solemn face.

"Mr. He? Why are you here? Please come in."

After He Biao entered the ward with the gift, he said politely:

"I heard that your precious granddaughter, Mr. Wang, was in the hospital, so I came to visit her specially. I hope she can be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible."

The middle-aged man named Mr. Wang took a look at the gifts and did not refuse.

The two of them may have been in a cooperative relationship, so it is understandable that He Biao wanted to give a gift.

But...

"Hey, it's hard to say whether she can be discharged from the hospital. My granddaughter has been hospitalized three times.

I didn't expect that she would be hospitalized again after the last operation!

Oh! I really don't know what sin I have committed!"

Seeing Mr. Wang's melancholy face, He Biao asked:

"What's wrong? What's wrong with your granddaughter?"

"Heart disease. The director said that my granddaughter has a serious heart malformation?

If the operation doesn't work, we have to consider heart transplantation?!

Oh! Our family is almost dying of anxiety!

If we need a heart transplant, it will be difficult to wait for a heart source..."

When talking about his granddaughter, Mr. Wang's face was full of worry.

She was hospitalized three times, and her granddaughter was just over three years old.

This means that she has to be hospitalized once a year.

It's hard for parents to avoid feeling heartache when they suffer from such pain at such a young age.

He Biao also frowned and said with a worried look:

"What should I do? Should I have another surgery or a heart transplant? Oh, I heard that a heart transplant is a major surgery, and I have to take medicine after the surgery. It's really painful to take medicine all the time."

Mr. Wang sighed again and walked to the ward inside: "Isn't it? I'm already looking for connections to contact the hospital in the imperial capital.

I want to ask an expert in the imperial capital to help my granddaughter and see if there is any other way to save my granddaughter.

By the way, if you know any famous doctors, even Chinese medicine doctors, you can introduce me to them.

You also know that I don't lack the money for this surgery, but my precious granddaughter... Hey!"

As they said, the two had already walked to the ward inside.

On the white bed lay a little baby, his complexion was not very good, and his face, which should have been white and tender, was actually a faint purple.

It really gave people a very unhealthy feeling.

Mr. Wang and his family sat on the bed.

Suddenly, He Biao reacted.

"You asked me to introduce you to a famous doctor?"

Mr. Wang nodded, his eyes revealing helplessness.

"Yes, as long as it is a famous doctor that you know, you can introduce it to me.

The director of the provincial hospital said that another operation is needed to solve the problem of my granddaughter's lack of oxygen.

But the risk of failure of the operation is very high. He said that our child is young and has weak heart function.

In addition, she had a repair operation eleven months ago, and now she has to do it again, which has a great impact on her body.

And the deformity is serious, so..."

He Biao nodded and said:

"I understand Mr. Wang, you want to find a doctor with a high success rate of surgery, right?"

Mr. Wang said a lot of things related to the disease, and He Biao didn't understand a single one.

But he disliked the risk of surgery, which reminded He Biao of someone!

Mr. Wang nodded: "Yes! I plan to ask the authoritative experts in the capital. It would be best to find a doctor with the most reliable skills and higher safety to perform surgery on my granddaughter."

I see!

He Biao took out his mobile phone and said:

"What a coincidence, Mr. Wang, your dream love... oh no, your ideal surgeon, I actually know one here.

He is very good at cardiac surgery!

Didn't my old mother also have surgery some time ago?

I saw him make a few holes in my old mother's chest, and then he reached in and moved around a few times, and his hands

The operation was done just like that!

I was stunned at the time. Although I didn't understand, I was shocked.

Don't worry about this doctor. Although he is a little young, he was recommended to me by Director Wang Xiaomian of the Imperial Capital Ping An Hospital.

He is amazing! Don't worry, I will contact him for you right away. "

When Mr. Wang and his family heard this, they all stood up from their chairs and walked towards He Biao.

"Really? Was he recommended by the director of the Imperial Capital Ping An Hospital? Which hospital is he from? Union Hospital? Or Temple of Heaven?"

"Anyway, let's find him to help first. At most, we can give him some medical fees."

"Yes, yes, let's find him to help Shu'er first! As long as my daughter can be cured... I will kowtow to him for three days and three nights..."

(Tianhe City, Zhang Yi suddenly sneezed~)

Mr. Wang's son and daughter-in-law looked haggard, but at this moment, there was a little light in their eyes.

He Biao nodded quickly and started to make a phone call.

...

The next second.

Zhang Yi's phone rang.

'It rained all night, and my love overflowed like rain...'

Click, Zhang Yi quickly hung up.

It was the department summary meeting of the emergency department at this time.

Everyone was sitting in the office quietly listening to Lu Jing's talk, how could Zhang Yi answer it?

Then Zhang Yi turned his phone to silent mode.

But looking at the caller ID, it turned out to be He Biao?

What did he want to do with me?

Is there something wrong with his mother who is over 90 years old??

After thinking about it, Zhang Yi sent him a text message:

"Sorry, I'm in a meeting and it's not convenient to answer. What can I do for you? "

On the other side.

After being hung up, a trace of embarrassment flashed across He Biao's face.

"Haha, this doctor has good skills, so I guess I'm a little busy. Don't worry, I'll call again."

Just then, Zhang Yi's text message came.

He Biao took a look and quickly explained to others:

"This doctor is in a meeting. I'll text him to see if he can help.

You don't know, when this doctor performed surgery on my mother before, the success rate was 99%, he said it himself!

Of course, it came true in the end. My mother did recover very well after the surgery. "

On the side, several family members were dumbfounded.

"What? How much did you say? ? "

"99% success rate!"

Hiss!

Hiss!

There were bursts of gasps in the ward.

"Oh my God, is there really such a doctor? ? "

"I would rather believe it's true, so Shu'er can be saved! "

The family members in the ward were instantly excited!

Soon, Zhang Yi also saw the text message sent by He Biao.

Heart malformation?

Or a very serious heart malformation?

Zhang Yi frowned. How serious is it? Just go over and take a look.

So Zhang Yi replied:

"Okay, I'll come to the provincial hospital after get off work."