Wu Mian changed his clothes, wearing a lotus-colored isolation gown and a flower hat and stood in the operating room watching Ren Haitao anesthetize the patient.

The relevant CT and MRI images have been hung on the reader, and the video electroencephalogram machine shows that Zheng Linyuan has spikes and sharp waves in the left posterior temporal region in each stage of sleep 24 hours before surgery, and the spike waves and sharp waves are emitted or continuously issued in the left posterior temporal area during each stage of sleep, and the bilateral central and midline areas are mainly discharged in large quantities, and the left side is significant and can be generalized.

The approach and surgical method Wu Mian already knew the chest, and he didn't dare to do anything else in the past week, and he has been doing surgical training.

The operating room was quiet, except for the sound of various machines.

Ren Haitao and his assistants were busy in an orderly manner, Zheng Linyuan had already begun to inhale anesthesia, the mask was buckled on his mouth and nose, and after a few breaths, Zheng Linyuan's eyes closed and entered the anesthetic state.

This is all a routine procedure, a young anesthesiologist next to Ren Haitao started intravenous administration, while Ren Haitao is now standing by like an eagle falcon to observe the movements of the young doctors.

After a week of surgical training, all the steps have been familiarized, the young anesthesiologist cooperated with Wu Mian for the first time, it is impossible not to be nervous, they have to try not to think about it, try to ignore Wu Mian's existence, and concentrate on anesthesia.

"Zheng Linyuan!"

10 seconds after inhalation of anesthesia, the doctor in charge of buttoning the mask calls loudly.

The patient has been anesthetized and the next step is intravenous administration, calling the patient only to further confirm that the patient has lost consciousness under the action of the anesthetic drug.

This is a "routine" step, a habit of many anesthesiologists.

He just finished shouting, and then wanted to remove the mask, but the next second Zheng Linyuan's eyes opened slightly, and he looked at him with a dull gaze, with a simple smile on his face, "You called me?"

"......" The young anesthesiologist's movements froze in mid-air.

He had never encountered a case where the patient was awake 10 seconds after inhaling isoflurane.

What the hell.

"What are you calling me for?" Zheng Linyuan asked, his voice was stupid and stupid, but it was extremely terrifying to Wu Mian's ears. After repeated calculations of the dosage, Wu Mian couldn't figure out why this happened.

"......" The young anesthesiologist didn't know how to answer.

Wu Mian stood in the corner of the operating room and observed the audience, and when he heard Zheng Linyuan speak, he frowned slightly, walked over and asked, "Lin Yuan, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

"I'm already asleep. Zheng Linyuan gave Wu Mian a big smile, I don't know why, when he saw Wu Mian, he seemed to see a relative, similar to his attitude towards Mr. Chu? " But he called me? I'll just wake up and take a look. ”

Zheng Linyuan spoke vaguely, but he was still very organized? The IQ is not low.

"Sleep, right? From now on, except that I called you? You don't even wake up, okay? Wu Mian said gently.

"Good. Zheng Linyuan nodded.

He has an oxygen mask on his face, and he is a little restrained in his movements? But subtle expressions, movements, speak for themselves.

"Sleep, right? Go to sleep. Wu Mian said softly, without a trace of impatience. Even inadvertently, he used hypnotic means.

Zheng Linyuan closed his eyes and calmly entered the "state of anesthesia".

Ren Haitao asked with some concern? "Teacher Wu? Is that okay?"

"I don't know. Wu Mian shook his head.

"Uh......" Ren Haitao put a breath in his throat and almost didn't turn his back.

This is what Mr. Wu said? This is what Mr. Wu said!

"Zheng Linyuan's situation is quite special, he has been using the Helmet of God to stimulate the bilateral temporal lobes ......"

As soon as Wu Mian said this, Zheng Linyuan opened his eyes, and the smile on his face was silly.

"Is the surgery done? I don't feel it at all. "Zheng Linyuan is trying to change the angle? " Look," Wu Mian said.

"......" Wu Mian was also stunned.

MD! Zheng Linyuan, this thing is really a monster.

Wu Mian also couldn't figure out why, simple infantile hemiplegia with intractable epilepsy and behavioral disorders would never make people so resistant. The only explanation is that the Helmet of God stimulates the bilateral temporal lobes all year round? Cause some kind of unknown change.

Similar scientific research has long been banned, and Wu Mian is not clear why this is happening.

"Sleep. Wu Mian pondered? While saying, "The surgery is going to be done soon?" Next time? Wait until the next time I call you. ”

"Okay. Zheng Linyuan closed his eyes again.

"Is the patient's situation unique? Give intravenous anesthesia first, I think about it, and then explain it to the patient's family. Wu Mian said with a serious expression.

"Good. Ren Haitao nodded.

Although the inhalation anesthesia "failed", isn't there still Mr. Wu standing here?

Wu Mian wrote that he was worried, he thought about it and referred to various cases.

But it is a pity that none of the cases he has come into contact with are similar to Zheng Linyuan's situation, and all of them have no reference value.

The Helmet of the Gods appeared for a very short time and was soon banned as heresy.

Even Dr. Michael Bossinger, a neuroscientist at Laurentian University in Canada who developed the Helmet of God, would theoretically not wear this thing every day to "play".

And Zheng Lin is far from an outlier.

"Brother, if you don't stop the operation first, let's study it?" Chu Zhixi asked worriedly.

Wu Mian thought about it and shook his head slightly.

"Is it possible, in case the anesthetic dose is not enough......" Chu Zhixi asked with some concern.

If the anesthetic dose is not enough, that is Ling Chi. It felt cruel to say this, so Chu Zhixi didn't finish speaking, but she believed that her brother knew what she meant.

"Instinctively, I felt that it wouldn't affect the surgery. Wu Mian said.

"......" Chu Zhixi was silent.

After the general anesthesia was completed, the disinfection and sterile sheet should have been started, but in the face of an unknown situation, everyone, including Wu Mian, did not know what to do.

The dosage of medicine given to Zheng Linyuan by the anesthesia team led by Ren Haitao was approved by Wu Mian, and it would not be a problem with anesthetics.

After thinking for ten minutes, Wu Mian said softly, "I'll go and explain the situation to Mr. Chu, I'm still inclined to surgery now." Zheng ...... The patient's condition cannot be delayed any longer, and frequent epilepsy must be treated effectively. ”

Chu Zhixi didn't speak, just nodded.

It was very quiet in the operating room, and there was no one to communicate after Wu Mian turned to leave, and everyone stayed in front of their posts, waiting for the final result.

A week of arduous surgical training had given everyone a strong sense of self-confidence, believing that the operation would be successfully completed.

But before the operation began, the anesthesia came out of the moth. No one has ever seen a situation where nothing can be anesthetized smoothly, and Haitao is unfamiliar with it from Wu Mian to Ren Haitao.

This has left almost everyone a little pessimistic about the prospects of this operation.