Break out of the courtyard

"Heping, if I don't have a urinary catheter, will I really drink my own urine in the treatment cabin?"

When Zhang Heping was about to leave the ward with a group of doctors, Zhao Jianguo asked the question he was most concerned about with a complicated expression.

"Well! After the operation, you can even drink your own flesh and blood." Zhang Heping walked towards the door with a serious face, and it didn't look like he was joking at all.

Most of the doctors were trying to hold back their laughter, but one couldn't help but laugh, "Director Zhao, haven't you noticed that the treatment cabin in your ward is much larger than the ones in other wards?"

"Of course he didn't notice it. He was obviously deceived by his manager Ding!" The director of orthopedics glanced at Ding Ning, the manager of the hospital's personnel department, smiled, shook his head, and followed him out.

Ding Ning had previously consulted the director of orthopedics and the attending medical team about Zhao Jianguo's treatment plan, and learned that Zhang Heping had customized a small dynamic circulation treatment cabin for Zhao Jianguo, which increased the circulation and cleaning intensity of the treatment fluid in the cabin.

As for the catheterization, that is a treatment only given to other disabled veterans who have not suffered any vital injuries, such as Lao Zhang.

Just as Zhang Heping finished his rounds and began accepting interviews from a group of media reporters, preparing to amplify the publicity and give the regeneration and repair fluid a strong boost, Elder Hua rushed back overnight.

"Before I started researching longevity potions, I proposed the idea of ​​extending lifespan by replacing blood, bone marrow, and organs."

"Based on this conjecture, I came up with a cloning technique that involves extracting the nucleus of a donor cell, fusing it with an unfertilized egg of the same species, and then allowing it to develop to the blastocyst stage before implanting it into the uterus of a surrogate mother for growth and development."

"Unfortunately, this type of cloning not only takes a very long time, but also involves many uncontrollable factors. I eventually gave up."

"Later, I wanted to use autologous induced pluripotent stem cells to differentiate into nerve cells, cardiomyocytes, liver cells, etc., to repair or replace diseased tissues, but the related cultivation costs were too high and ordinary patients could not afford it."

"Regenerative repair technology isn't that complicated. As long as the nutrition is adequate and the regenerative bacteria are used, the injured area can recover its lost skin, muscles, blood vessels, meridians, bones, and so on at a speed visible to the naked eye."

……

Seeing that Zhang Heping answered the reporter's questions calmly and unhurriedly, clearly unaffected by the negative news on the internet and in the media, Mr. Hua felt much relieved. He stood aside with a smile, silently listening to Zhang Heping explain the reasons for developing the regenerative repair fluid.

Most of the people present were from the media controlled by the Peace Group, so they naturally wouldn't ask weird and brainless questions.

Even the reporters from CCTV, Shenzhen TV and Huadu TV were only allowed in after applying for the required interview questions in advance.

Therefore, the public opinion offensive here is directed outward in a unified manner, and Zhang Heping does not need to pay much attention to it in the later stage.

After the interview, Mr. Hua approached Zhang Heping with a smile and said, "I've brought you a big order. Guess what kind of business it is?"

Looking at the suddenly returned Elder Hua, Zhang Heping laughed and said, "You're back at this hour, just like those foreigners, probably eyeing the regeneration and repair fluid!"

"You!" Old Hua wasn't surprised that the other party could guess. Instead, he raised his right hand and patted Zhang Heping's back, laughing, "The higher-ups want to purchase a batch of regeneration and repair fluid from you to treat all the existing wounded soldiers, as well as other personnel injured on duty."

"Why not wait until clinical trials before purchasing?" Zhang Heping said casually, "What if this repair fluid doesn't have much effect on the human body?"

"You would fight a battle unprepared?" Old Hua laughed. "From the moment you made such a big fuss, I knew you had a lot of confidence in this regeneration and repair fluid."

"At the same time, I also guessed that you will definitely make some big moves next!"

Zhang Heping and Hua Lao walked past the nurses' station and past the camera that was recording live footage of the World Internet Forum. Until they went their separate ways, Zhang Heping did not respond to Hua Lao's probing question.

He really has something big going on, otherwise there would be no need to be so eager to start a live broadcast to promote the regeneration repair fluid!

In just over ten days, the new drug regulations copied by the Ministry of Health will be discussed at the meeting.

He wants to overturn this new rule and redefine the world's medical standards!

It may even affect the international status of magnesium!
The next day, October 10st, at 1 a.m.

In the live broadcast footage of the World Internet Forum, barrels of transparent bottled water were delivered to the nurses' station of the orthopedic inpatient department of Shenzhen Heping Hospital.

Netizens who were still watching the live broadcast typed words in various languages ​​such as purified water, white wine, mineral water, and nutrient solution.

After that, every time a batch of goods arrived, these netizens would post comments to make guesses.

It was not until the supplies were distributed to the wards on both sides of the corridor that someone belatedly guessed that they were the raw materials for preparing the therapeutic fluids in the treatment chambers.

As early as 6:30, after hearing that the orthopedics department of Heping Hospital had started preparing the treatment solution, Mr. Hua rushed over.

Although Secretary Chen told him last night that the medical staff would prepare the treatment solution, he was still a little uncertain.

It was not until this morning when I came here and saw in person those medical staff working in groups of three, adding raw materials next to each treatment cabin to prepare the blue treatment fluid, that I believed that Zhang Heping had kept the technology secret in this regard. I think the technology will be licensed for production in the future.

With this understanding, Mr. Hua felt much happier and would occasionally change wards to inquire about the condition of the disabled veterans.

It was half past eight when Zhang Heping arrived at the nurses' station with two bodyguards carrying large suitcases.

In the silent live broadcast, one could only see the two bodyguards opening four suitcases, revealing glass bottles filled with light blue liquid medicine.

"Bed 511, Zhang Bing, weighing 45 kg, right leg amputated. Estimated need: 57 ml of regenerative repair fluid. Requesting two 2 ml bottles of regenerative repair fluid."

As a nurse finished speaking, the bodyguard on the left took out two light blue medicine bottles from his briefcase and handed them over.

"Bed 512, Zhao Jianguo, weight 92 kg, vaginal... site damaged. Estimated need for 92 ml of regenerative repair fluid. Requesting two 2 ml bottles of regenerative repair fluid."

The young female nurse was too embarrassed to reveal where Zhao Jianguo was injured, but she still got four bottles of regeneration repair fluid, then carefully held the bottles in both hands and quickly went to the ward.

Zhang Heping didn't care about the distribution and preparation of the regeneration and repair fluid. Instead, he checked the preparation form filled out by the medical team when preparing the treatment fluid next to the treatment cabin that Lao Zhang was going to use.

Standing behind Zhang Heping, Hua Lao, though unable to understand the names and dosages of the various ingredients on the preparation sheet, still looked on with great interest, as if this were the core technology of the regeneration and repair solution.

"No problem!" Zhang Heping stood up and saw that Lao Zhang had not returned from next door yet, so he hung the prescription on a protrusion at the tail of the treatment cabin, then pressed his thumbprint on the display panel of the treatment cabin to start the static circulation in the cabin.

This pre-circulation can fully dissolve and react various raw materials in the treatment fluid, and can also promote the rapid reproduction of regenerative bacteria in the regeneration and repair fluid.

"In 30 minutes, perform an incision skin test on the patient!"

Zhang Heping gave a brief instruction and then went to the ward next door where Zhao Laoliu was. "Heping's here! Hehe!" Zhao Jianguo grinned foolishly, but received no response from Zhang Heping.

Zhang Heping looked at the recipe for the treatment fluid in the treatment cabin with a serious face. After confirming that the dosage was correct, he pressed his fingerprint as he did before to unlock the function of the treatment cabin.

However, the treatment cabin that Zhao Jianguo is going to use uses external dynamic circulation, and the treatment fluid debugging time will be longer.

"In 90 minutes, perform an incision skin test on the patient!"

After Zhang Heping finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Jianguo seriously, then walked out of the ward in silence.

Zhao Jianguo didn't see the slightly raised corners of Zhang Heping's mouth when he left, and he suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Wife, is there something wrong with this medicine?" Since the matter involved Zhao Jianguo's lifeblood, Lao Liu's tone of voice became unnatural.

Ding Ning rolled his eyes at the other person. "You're usually so smart, why have you become so stupid lately?"

"Not to mention that Uncle Zhang lives in the ward across the street, based on your relationship with Heping, would he harm you?"

"Then why didn't he talk to me just now?" Zhao Jianguo has been a little worried about the happiness of his second son in the second half of his life in the past week.

This situation was similar to his reaction after he was burned and learned that his second child was gone, but not as serious as that time.

After Zhang Heping had visited all the clinical experimental wards, Lao Zhang made an incision on the palm of his right hand and put it into the treatment fluid to test the regeneration and repair effect.

"The wound is itchy!" Zhang Bing, who was sitting next to the treatment cabin, turned to look at his son Zhang Heping and frowned, "Can I scratch the wound?"

"No!" The nurse next to her stopped her, saying, "If you scratch the wound, it will easily cause abnormal growth. Just bear with it and it will go away."

Facing his mother Ma Xiuzhen's gaze, Zhang Heping smiled and said, "In another 30 seconds, the anesthetic in the treatment fluid will take effect. Just bear with it a little longer."

Zhang Bing had no choice but to endure it for a while before he relaxed his brow and said, "My right arm has lost all feeling, and the wound seems to be gone!"

Zhang Heping stepped forward and asked Lao Zhang to raise his right palm to take a look. After confirming that the wound had disappeared, he nodded and said, "You can start treatment now."

After she finished speaking, Ma Xiuzhen, Hua Lao, and the others were asked to leave by the nurse.

Old Zhang's face flushed. With the help of Zhang Heping, he stripped naked and lay down in the treatment cabin. After choking twice on the treatment fluid, he finally got used to breathing in the water in a daze.

After Old Zhang fell completely into a coma, Zhang Heping nodded to signal the two doctors to begin surgical intervention.

Lao Zhang's operation was simple. He inserted a catheter, cut off the skin and flesh on his right broken leg, and removed the excess skin and flesh to avoid wasting the regenerative repair fluid in the cabin.

Then pay attention to the recovery of the wound and replenish nutrient solution in time.

On the contrary, Zhao Jianguo's situation next door is more troublesome and requires Zhang Heping to take action personally.

It was Zhang Heping who installed the prosthesis for Lao Liu, so if he could remove the prosthesis, the other party would have to undergo fewer operations.

The clinical trial of the regenerative repair fluid has begun, but the camera that is broadcasting live simultaneously with the World Internet Forum has not moved at all.

On the silent screen, one could still only see the nurses' station and the corridor where many patients' families were standing.

Because each three-person medical team consists of two doctors and one female nurse, and many doctors are performing resection surgery through the treatment hatch for the first time, the speed is not fast.

Zhang Heping did not urge them until the last group finished the operation. He then invited everyone to eat lunch and talked about the problem he had just seen.

"Doctor Lin, you cut your thumb when you were using the knife just now!" Zhang Heping said seriously, "If the rubber gloves on the hatch hadn't been specially treated and didn't get cut, you would have to lie down in there to repair it!"

"Teacher Zhang, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged man who was called stood up, bowed to Zhang Heping, admitted his mistake, and analyzed his problem. "I was a little nervous just now and forgot the refractive index of the treatment fluid. I won't make this mistake next time!"

"Doctor Wang, you just cut the patient at least 53 times. Do you have a grudge against the patient?" Zhang Heping called out the name again, his words sounding very impolite.

The doctor who was called out was a young woman. Although her face was flushed with embarrassment, she still admitted her mistake loudly and then analyzed the reason for her mistake. "I was a little afraid to look at him there..."

The so-called "there" is naturally the patient's private parts.

"I'll give you two choices. Either switch teams with other doctors, or go back and keep an eye on that patient for the whole afternoon!" Zhang Heping said with a frown. Then he looked at Director Wang and Liu Yuan, who had just arrived, and said:
"Aunt Wang, Doctor Wang is your relative. Please introduce her to some blind dates so she can start eating meat as soon as possible. Otherwise, how will she be able to treat illnesses and save lives in the future?"

Director Wang Sumei smiled and said, "I think Zhang Bei is good. If you don't mind, I'll bring Zhang Bei over and let Doctor Wang take a look!"

These words made all the doctors smile, and Dr. Wang's cheeks turned even redder!
"I don't care. It depends on what they think." Zhang Heping replied casually, then named other doctors and pointed out their problems bluntly.

After explaining all the problems he had discovered or perceived, Zhang Heping softened his tone and said, "Once the regeneration repair fluid is mass-produced, you will definitely be sought after by other hospitals in the country, or they may even lend you out for teaching."

"Today's surgery was just the simplest stump incision, but it exposed so many problems. If you encounter a patient with metastatic cancer in the future, you..."

boom!
The door to the doctor's duty room was pushed open and hit the wall.

Just as everyone frowned and looked towards the door, wanting to see who was so reckless, the figure of Acting Dean Lu Weihua rushed in.

"Teacher Zhang, Vice President Deng was hospitalized in a coma this morning. The X-rays just came out show multiple lumps with unclear boundaries. They are suspected to be tumors!"

Mudd!

Zhang Heping cursed inwardly, warning himself not to talk nonsense in the hospital next time. He frowned and stood up. "Today and tomorrow, each team will closely monitor any abnormal regenerated bodies that may appear in the treatment cabin and remove them promptly!"

After giving the instructions, Zhang Heping followed Dean Lu away without even finishing his lunch box.

Outside the open door, one could still hear Zhang Heping's questioning and Dean Lu's helpless response.

"Didn't Vice President Deng tell me to have a checkup every three months after his last physical exam report came out? Didn't you guys follow up?"

"I followed him! I followed him personally. In March and June, I went to his house and personally took him to the hospital for his check-ups. I went to invite him again in September, but he said he was busy with work at the college and asked me to give him a few more days. Who would have thought that just after September, sigh..." (End of Chapter)