Chapter 575: Awakening, three antique dealers with inverted biological clocks
"It takes me about twenty minutes to prepare the potion, and the pharmacy must be able to provide all the herbs I need immediately. Then I drip the potion into the bone to moisten it and separate the bone spur from the surrounding skull. It takes about fifteen minutes to half an hour."
Li Quan looked up at Professor Hawking who was sitting opposite the operating table.
"Professor Hawking, you are a top expert in brain medicine. If the patient's wound is left like this for about fifty minutes before being sutured, is it risky?" Li Quan asked this, actually deliberately expressing his respect for Professor Hawking.
To put it simply, it is to save Professor Huo's face.
After all, this patient is someone that even the First Hospital in Beijing cannot cure.
Now the cause of the disease was easily found by an outside doctor, Li Quan. No matter how low-key Li Quan was, it was equivalent to an invisible slap in the face to Professor Hawking and others.
"Sometimes the wounds of craniotomy and thoracotomy are much deeper and larger, and the operation may last for more than ten hours or even longer. You only scratched the epidermis of the head, the amount of bleeding is controllable, the wound is minimally invasive, and it will be sutured after 50 minutes. The risk is extremely low and safe and controllable."
Professor Hawking's tone was gentle and steady.
There was a hint of appreciation and admiration in his serious expression.
An expert can tell whether something is good or not at one glance.
Li Quan won the respect and appreciation of Professor Hawking with his own strength.
"Dean Li, what medicines do you need? Just prescribe them for the patient in my name," Professor Huo continued.
This also shows that Li Quan's deliberate act of saving face for Professor Huo was very wise.
Respect is mutual.
Li Quan respected Professor Hawking, so he also won his respect.
Professor Huo even took the initiative to provide him with convenience.
You know, prescribing a prescription in the name of Professor Hawking to a patient, and it is an unknown prescription. It needs to be used inside the brain through the wound, which is very risky.
…
The entire medicine preparation process was performed by Li Quan alone.
Be it Professor Hawking, Dr. Anne, or even the staff at the pharmacy, they all took the initiative to avoid suspicion.
Because this may very well involve a secret recipe.
Only Jiang's Orthopedic Hospital could do something like snooping into other people's secret recipes.
After the medicine was prepared, Li Quan sucked it out with a straw and carefully dripped it on the bone spur, allowing it to slowly seep in.
The strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine filled the operating room.
Everyone was staring intently at the bone spur on the back of the patient's head.
As soon as the dark brown medicine was dropped on it, bubbles began to emerge from the bone spur.
It's like when concentrated sulfuric acid is dropped on a person's body, it immediately produces a strong corrosive effect.
“Hiss~!”
Everyone gasped in shock.
Even wearing masks, it was still difficult to hide the horrified expressions on their faces.
"Dean Li, will this medicine corrode my brother's brain tissue?" Doctor Annie asked anxiously, her face pale with fear.
"Have you heard of the Wu Miao Narcissus Paste, which is used to treat common warts? Drop it on the warts on the palms, legs, or face. After a while, the wart will turn into jelly. Then after a day or two, the wart will automatically scab over. The surrounding normal tissues, including blood vessels, muscles, etc., will not be damaged.
My medicine also has the effect of removing dead tissue and promoting new growth.
It just works only on bones.
It will not cause any damage to normal living bones when dripped onto them. On the contrary, it can help clean the surface dirt on the bone surface and promote the growth of new bone. It will only destroy bones that have lost their vitality. If you don’t believe me, just watch and see.”
Li Quan learned this medicine after he was promoted to the master level in bone therapy.
After hearing his explanation, everyone looked forward to it.
Dr. Annie was still a little worried because the patient was her younger brother, despite Li Quan's explanation.
At this time, the medicine had already begun to seep into the skull along the bone spurs.
The small part of the bone spur exposed outside has become significantly smaller due to the corrosive effect of the medicine.
It was exactly as Li Quan described.
The medicine did not cause any damage to the normal skull.
After about fifteen minutes, Li Quan found that the bone spur had begun to loosen. He tried to rotate it and then pulled it out.
"Wow! It really is a man-made bone spur!"
Everyone exclaimed in amazement.
"Brother, you are so miserable! I will definitely seek justice for you... wuwu..."
At this point, Dr. Anne was completely convinced that her brother had really been harmed by someone using special methods, which was why he had been in a coma for several years.
It is impossible .
The bone spur that Li Quan pulled out was at least five centimeters long.
After successfully removing the bone spur, Li Quan's expression became serious and solemn.
He squatted down and immediately felt the patient's pulse.
After a moment, his expression relaxed slightly.
"The situation is still relatively ideal. The person who murdered him may not want to kill him, so the length of this bone spur is just enough to make him unconscious without causing any irreversible serious damage."
After taking the pulse, Li Quan checked the small hole in the skull and confirmed that there was no serious problem. Then he cleaned the wound and sutured it.
The female anesthesiologist was on high alert, ready to assist Professor Li Quan and Professor Hawking in completing a major craniotomy.
As a result, after staying here for an hour or so, I only had a small wound about two centimeters on the surface of my scalp.
Her anesthesiologist was of absolutely no use.
The anesthesiologist watched Li Quan suturing the patient's wound, and she was surprised to find that Li Quan's skin suturing skills were simply first-class.
He is even better than the chief surgeons of Beijing No. 1 Hospital.
This made her involuntarily look up to Li Quan several times.
You know, there are very few doctors who are proficient in internal medicine, even orthopedics, and have superb surgical skills.
But Li Quan is still so young.
Such high medical achievements have already been achieved.
I guess there are not even two like this in the whole country.
"A five-inch silver needle!"
Li Quan said to the instrument nurse beside him.
"Which...which one is the five-inch length?" It was probably the first time for the instrument nurse to help the doctor pass the silver needle, a medical device that only Chinese medicine practitioners need to use.
She had no idea about the size of the silver needle.
"One inch is approximately equal to 3.3 centimeters, and five inches is a sixteen-centimeter-long needle. The needle at this position is five inches long." Li Quan gently taught the instrument nurse whose face was slightly flushed.
"Oh, I'll get it right next time. Thank you, Dean Li, for your guidance."
The instrument nurse only knew that Professor Hawking and Dr. Anne both called Li Quan that.
She also followed suit and called Li Quan the Dean.
Li Quan took the silver needle himself and inserted it into the Baihui point on the patient's head.
Then, he took out silver needles one after another and inserted them into the patient's head.
A total of seven silver needles were used, the longest one was five inches and the shortest one was three inches.
After Li Quan had inserted the needles, he found that the anesthesiologist did not speak, and he could not help but feel puzzled. This was not right. After seven needles, the patient's brain waves should have responded.
Why is the anesthesiologist silent?
When I turned around, I found the anesthesiologist was staring at my profile in a daze.
She should have checked the monitor screen at this time.
"Beautiful anesthesiologist, I know I'm a little handsome, but you don't have to be so obsessed with me, right? Of course, I don't mind you treating me as your fantasy prince charming. But now the patient is about to wake up, can we work first?"
Li Quan teased the slightly aloof female anesthesiologist.
"Ah...you are courting death!"
The female anesthesiologist glared at him fiercely and her face turned red.
She was really ashamed and embarrassed.
Just now she was staring at Li Quan in a daze. She really had no other intention. She was just curious about how Li Quan, who was so young, could have such great medical skills?
Even if you start learning from your mother's womb, it would be difficult to achieve such a high level of achievement.
Can talent really create an unbridgeable gap between geniuses and ordinary people?
Anesthesiologists are doctors with comprehensive knowledge.
It’s much more powerful than most people imagine.
Sometimes, even the anesthesiologist can veto a surgical plan with just a word.
In addition, anesthesiologists often have extremely high weight in dealing with some sudden emergencies during surgery.
"The patient's vital signs are stable, and his brain waves are showing peaks... Oh my God, the patient's brain has begun to become active, his heartbeat is speeding up, his pulse is increasing, and his breathing is also improving. These are signs that he is about to wake up!"
The anesthesiologist's voice became a little excited.
She no longer had time to argue with Li Quan.
This patient who has been in a coma for many years is about to wake up, and she will witness a miracle of treatment with her own eyes.
Many medical staff in the operating room showed joyful expressions.
Doctor Anne was so excited and delighted that she was at a loss for words.
Sometimes he bent down and called his brother, and sometimes he turned his head to look at the monitoring screen.
An Wen, who was lying on the operating table, blinked his eyelids slightly at this time, and then slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for many years.
Li Quan carefully removed the silver needle from the patient, a joyful smile filled with a sense of accomplishment on his face.
"Brother, you're awake, finally awake, wuwu..." Doctor Anne lay in front of the operating table and cried bitterly. All the hardships, worries, pressures and grievances of these years were borne by her alone.
Now that her loved one has successfully woken up, she needs to vent the emotions that have been pent up for so long.
Crying is the best way to release emotions.
Perhaps because the patient had been in a coma for several years, although he has woken up now, he is still unable to speak, and even his consciousness is a little fuzzy.
From the confused look in his eyes when he looked at Dr. Anne, it can be judged that he probably has not yet recognized that this strong woman who was willing to sell her house to hold up a life line for him after he fell into a coma is his biological sister.
As for the situation where someone is in a coma for many years and can immediately recognize his relatives and communicate normally after waking up, it usually only happens in TV dramas.
It is difficult to see in real medicine.
"Doctor An, I just checked your brother's pulse and found that his brain is not damaged. You don't have to worry too much. I think in a day or two, your brother's condition will stabilize and he will be able to communicate with you normally.
However, he had just woken up, and his body was very weak after being in a coma for several years.
I suggest that when you communicate with him, don't tell him some things for the time being, and tell him after he recovers."
Li Quan said to Dr. Annie.
"Wow...Okay, thank you..."
Doctor Anne bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.
“You’re welcome!”
Li Quan felt that his invitation to the Beijing No. 1 Hospital was very meaningful.
Successfully resuscitating Dr. An's younger brother also saved the poor siblings.
"Professor Huo, is it convenient for me to go over and see your three brain patients now?" Li Quan glanced at the wall clock. It was already late.
"Yes, yes!" Professor Hawking nodded repeatedly. He witnessed with his own eyes how Li Quan cured An Wen. Such superb medical skills convinced him.
It’s not that Li Quan is definitely better than Professor Hawking in the entire field of brain diseases, but in some aspects, he is better than Professor Hawking.
Everyone has their own strengths.
Everyone has their own strengths.
"It's getting late, let's go!"
Li Quan was the first to walk out of the operating room.
"Director Li, thank you for saving my brother. It's like giving him a new life..." Dr. Annie's emotions had stabilized a lot by now. She caught up with Li Quan and even knelt down in front of him to kowtow to express her gratitude.
"Oh, no, no!" Li Quan didn't care about the difference between men and women and quickly supported Doctor Annie. "Doctor An, you really don't have to be polite. Saving your brother is just a piece of cake for me. It is also my duty as a doctor. Take good care of your brother. I estimate that he will be transferred out of the ICU tomorrow at the latest."
Staying in the ICU can provide the most meticulous care and treatment, but the high cost means you are simply buying life with money.
An Wen has woken up now. As long as he stays stable for a period of time, he should be able to be transferred to a general ward.
He even recovered and was discharged from the hospital quickly.
"Thank you, thank you! It is you who changed the fate of me and my brother. From now on, you will be our family's benefactor..." Dr. Annie's gratitude to Li Quan is engraved in her heart.
Li Quan and Professor Hawking changed their clothes and walked out of the operating room.
Just then the female anesthesiologist came out.
The two looked at each other. Li Quan had a calm expression, while the female anesthesiologist felt a little embarrassed.
Women are the most vengeful creatures.
Just now, Li Quan took the opportunity to tease her in the operating room, which made her blush and she felt a little annoyed.
"His medical skills are indeed amazing, but it's hard to say about his medical ethics. You can tell at first glance that he has the potential to be a scumbag." She didn't name anyone.
But these words were definitely directed at Li Quan.
"Haha, it's not easy to be a scumbag these days. I heard it's like being an underground contact, otherwise it's easy to get into trouble. My savings and looks meet the requirements of a scumbag. The only thing I need to learn is being sneaky."
Li Quan was not angry at all.
With a laugh, he left with Professor Hawking.
The anesthesiologist was left behind, stamping her feet in anger. She was very busy and left in a hurry.
Li Quan followed Professor Hawking into a special ward.
There were three men of different ages lying on the hospital beds.
Now they are all fast asleep.
"Can we wake them up now?" Li Quan asked as he looked at these three special patients.
"No matter how you call them, pour cold water on them, or use electric shocks, they won't wake up." Professor Hawking shook his head. "But if you wait until after 1 a.m., they will wake up on their own."
