medical treatment

Chapter 1421 He gave up
It was nearly seven o'clock in the evening at the PLA General Hospital in Beijing.

There were about 10 to 20 people sitting in a small conference room on the third floor of the Cardiology Building.

If colleagues in the industry walk in here, they will be surprised to find that those sitting in this small conference room are either the top cardiac surgeons in Beijing or well-known cardiologists.

There is also the renowned Chinese medicine master Qin Lao, and the Chinese medicine master Chu Shiyu from the Chu family in Beijing.

The men were urgently called in just before 3 p.m.

They spent more than three hours conducting a physical examination on the 56-year-old patient with completely white hair.

Just within the previous hour, the invited cardiac medicine experts and traditional Chinese medicine masters gathered together and had a lively consultation on the patient's condition.

A soldier with thick eyebrows and a square face in military uniform quietly accompanied everyone throughout the diagnosis and consultation.

Now, after hearing the expert group's consultation opinions on the patient, the square-faced soldier finally couldn't help but stood up.

"According to the consultation opinions of the experts, Comrade Yi's heart palpitations and panic in the past few days are caused by excessive fatigue. He needs to rest and recuperate under close medical observation."

The square-faced soldier looked at Chu Shiyu again and continued, "Mr. Chu believes that Comrade Yi may die suddenly. He needs to take the special Chinese medicine he prescribed, plus acupuncture, fumigation and other systemic treatments for at least half a month for prevention and heart recovery."

The square-faced soldier took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, the reason why I asked you to come here urgently is that at noon, Dr. Yu Zhiming in Binhai diagnosed Comrade Yi through remote auscultation, and the result was very pessimistic..."

When Mr. Qin heard this, he couldn't help but look at Dr. Luo Yu, who was sitting diagonally across the conference table, with a reproachful look in his eyes.

Luo Yu sent an apologetic expression in reply, thinking, don't blame me, there's nothing I can do. The higher-ups have issued strict orders not to leak any information.

Old Qin looked at the square-faced soldier again, and saw him take a deep breath and then said, "Doctor Yu's diagnosis is that Comrade Yi's heart can only last for two days at most."

"After that, it could stop suddenly at any time, and there would be no chance of it jumping again."

As the square-faced soldier's voice fell, a burst of surprised and shocked exclamations immediately rang out at the scene.

But the sound was like a thin layer of frost after the sun rose, melting quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the small conference room fell into silence.

The square-faced soldier glanced at everyone present and asked anxiously, "Do you have any objections to Doctor Yu's diagnosis?"

The scene remained quiet.

After more than ten seconds, it was Dr. Bi, a cardiologist from Anzhen Hospital, who finally broke the silence.

"Our diagnosis of heart disease is based on the patient's various cardiac and physical examination data, as well as clinical experience."

"But the fundamental thing is the various examination data of patients. These data come from various medical instruments and equipment."

After a pause, Dr. Bi continued slowly: "No matter how sophisticated the medical equipment is, it has its accuracy limits. It cannot detect some very hidden diseases."

"And Doctor Yu Zhiming..."

Doctor Bi showed a complicated expression and said with emotion: "Although I have never met him or communicated with him, I know that he has amazing intuition and talent for investigation. He has a superb ability to see the big picture from the smallest details and can detect various physical problems that cannot be detected by the most advanced medical instruments and equipment."

"There have been many cases that have proven that Dr. Yu truly has this ability."

Doctor Bi looked at the square-faced soldier and said, "We are very ashamed that we were limited by Comrade Yi's physical examination data and failed to discover his hidden heart problem."

After another pause, Dr. Bi said slowly, "We have no objection to Dr. Yu's diagnosis."

At this time, Mr. Qin took over the conversation and said, "Doctor Yu has the ability of a superior doctor, and he has never made a mistake in judging the disease before it occurs."

"Since Comrade Yi's condition is critical, please prepare for treatment according to Doctor Yu's advice."

The square-faced soldier said, "Mr. Qin, we have entered Comrade Yi's information into the organ matching network, and have prepared an artificial heart."

"It's just Dr. Yu's advice that we need to have surgery in the next one or two days. Once the heart stops, it might be too late."

"Comrade Yi's heartbeat is still strong. Even if you haven't found any fatal problems, we always have some luck. We hope that Doctor Yu misdiagnosed him and that you can find other treatments." The square-faced soldier turned his gaze to Chu Shiyu and said hopefully, "Mr. Chu, you have determined that Comrade Yi is in danger of sudden death and needs your systematic treatment."

"Now……"

Chu Shiyu saw that everyone in the room was looking at him. His usual calmness, even when faced with a catastrophe, suddenly disappeared. He clenched his fists and his heartbeat quickened.

This is an opportunity.

This is a great opportunity to defeat Yu Zhiming, regain the top spot in cardiac disease diagnosis, and make Jingcheng Hospital rise again.

As long as Comrade Yi can successfully survive the situation described by Yu Zhiming under his treatment.

only……

Chu Shiyu knew that the grandiose gathering of all the famous heart experts in Beijing for a consultation was enough to prove the importance of Comrade Yi.

If he was wrong, the consequences would be very serious.

But if you back off...

Chu Shiyu understood that it meant that he and Yu Zhiming were inferior in skills in a fair fight without any tricks, and he admitted defeat on his own initiative.

Believe in yourself?!
Or do you agree with that boy's diagnosis? !
Just take a gamble...

As Chu Shiyu continued to struggle, the voice of the square-faced soldier rang in his ears again.

"Mr. Chu...Mr. Chu, if you are still unsure and need further examination or other support, we will do our best to satisfy you."

Chu Shiyu met the gaze of the square-faced soldier, and after clenching and unclenching his fists several times, his lips finally opened.

"Although I am confident in my diagnosis, human life is at stake, so I should not take any risks. Doctor Yu's diagnosis and treatment advice are more reliable..."

Old Qin kept staring at Chu Shiyu. When he finished speaking, he discovered that this guy's body was a little hunched and his back was no longer as straight as before.

Old Qin understood that this guy not only lost his former arrogance, but also lost confidence in his medical skills.

He admitted defeat, completely defeated by Yu Zhiming...

At this moment, Yu Zhiming, who was far away in Binhai, was performing heart surgery on a German patient in the soundproof operating room of Zhizhen Building.

He had already confirmed that there was a small thorn in the left inner wall of the German patient's right atrium.

Yu Zhiming manipulated a thin interventional guide wire through the superior vena cava and successfully entered the right atrium.

However, it is not easy to get the small clamp at the front end of the guide wire to clamp the small thorn.

The heart is beating and the blood is surging.

The tiny clamps were blown around by the turbulence and rapids like kites in the wind.

To get it to successfully clamp the small thorn is, to be frank, more difficult than space station docking or missile interception. After all, docking and interception have their own rules.

Yu Zhiming needs to manipulate the thin guide wire so that the clamp at the front end of the guide wire can remove the small thorns in the disordered and chaotic environment.

During this process, the inner wall of the atrium cannot be stimulated, thereby causing an excessive stress response of the heart.

In this situation, with all my ability, I could only use extreme caution and patience, slightly twisting the guide wire in my hand, and trying again and again.

In Yu Zhiming's mind, the small clamp was like a wire-controlled fish drifting in the turbulent sea of ​​blood. Only when the time was right would it suddenly rush forward with a ferocious attack...

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