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Wu Mian took the pathology basin to show Xiao Wei the severed teratoma, and told him that the operation was successful, and Sun Qian's bilateral ovaries were not damaged by surgery, and it would not affect future fertility.
Xiao Wei looked at the unfamiliar organization and felt that the world was bizarre and strange.
In less than a day, from going to Laojiu Mountain to the Sword Association Hospital in Bajingzi, it was like a dream.
"Doctor Wu, Xiaoqian's illness is cured?" Xiao Wei asked worriedly.
"Normally, it should be. Wu Mian was wearing an isolation gown, a hat, a mask, and gloves, and the sterile gloves were clean and clean, without a trace of blood, "The previous mental symptoms will not recur, and after a few days of symptomatic treatment, you can be discharged from the hospital in 1 week." β
"......" Xiao Wei has imagined countless times that a miracle suddenly fell from the sky, and Sun Qian recovered overnight.
But this is just a beautiful idea, Xiao Wei has thought about this matter countless times, and has denied it countless times. His intellect told him that this situation was not even a small probability event, but a hypothetical event that would not happen.
But an unrealistic dream suddenly appeared in front of him, and Xiao Wei felt like he had a dream, a sweet dream.
Is it because I have been under too much pressure recently that I have this kind of sweet dream?
Wu Mian saw that Xiao Wei did not express his gratitude, but stood in front of him in a daze, knowing what he was thinking. Wu Mian didn't comfort him, Sun Qian's condition was like a high-speed high-speed train, which suddenly stopped, but anyone who cared about her would have a sense of weightlessness.
This is a normal physiological manifestation, nothing special.
Xiao Wei still needs time to accept, and he will get better in a few days.
Back in the operating room, Wu Mian saw that Sun Qian had woken up from general anesthesia.
"Lao Ren, you send the patient back, Lao Lin is waiting for me outside. Wu Mian said.
"Teacher Wu, is there any special treatment?" asked Ren Haitao.
"No, it's just a simple laparoscopic operation, and it is normal to do symptomatic treatment for the autoimmune brain. Wu Mian said.
"Brother, you go and get busy, I'll send the patient back. Chu Zhixi said.
Wu Mian nodded, turned around and went to the locker room to change clothes.
After the operation, Wu Mian was relaxed and not in a hurry, sitting on a stool in the locker room and touching a cigarette.
When he came back, Chu Zhixi bought e-cigarettes, and then by mistake, after seeing the diagnosis of e-cigarette pneumonia, neither Wu Mian nor Chu Zhixi was in the mood to touch that thing again, and the two of them "forgot" about it together.
Wu Mian lit a cigarette, his heart moved, and he picked up his mobile phone and went to the column website of "New England" to search for relevant news about e-cigarette pneumonia.
There were no new articles in the column, and Wu Mian held a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and was silent for several minutes.
He then opened a social networking app, found a friend who worked for New England magazine, and sent a message.
[David, is there any news about e-cigarette pneumonia recently?]
Wu Mian did not greet or be polite, but asked directly.
[Wu! I heard that you have returned to China?]
[I'm getting married, so I'm going back to China. David, is there any more article on e-cigarette pneumonia? I don't see that the column has been updated. γ
[Recently, there was an outbreak of pneumonia in a nursing home in Florida, and there was no flu virus detected, which is very similar to e-cigarette pneumonia on imaging. Wu, there's no way to explain this, and we're confused too. γ
[Is the level of data confidentiality high?] If not, I want to see the information. γ
[There is very little information, so I will send it to you.] By the way, the number of pneumonia cases in Maryland has reached 1,200, but Florida is more than 1,000 kilometers away from Maryland, damn epidemiological research!]
Wu Mian did not reply, waiting for David from New England magazine to send the information.
Soon, there was a new email in the mailbox.
Wu Mian glanced at the situation of the Florida nursing home after opening it, and the expression on his face was a little weird.
The cigarette in his hand kept burning, Wu Mian seemed to have forgotten it, looked at the phone in a daze, and slowly moved the screen with the thumb of his right hand.
The imaging data is a typical white lung, and seeing the data, Wu Mian knew that the sick old man might have left this world long ago. With such a severe pneumonia, it is still the elderly who are sick, and the probability of survival is not great.
Compared with the S virus in 03, the imaging manifestations of the previous e-cigarette pneumonia are basically similar, and the more Wu Mian looks at it, the more dignified his expression becomes.
Turning to the last page, Wu Mian's fingers never moved again, and his eyes flickered faintly.
After 15 minutes, the phone rings.
[I have crossed the mountains and the sea......]
"Girl, is the patient sent back?" Wu Mian turned off the email interface and connected the phone.
"The patient is very stable, where are you, brother. β
"I'm in the dressing room, so I'm going out. β
After talking to Chu Zhixi, Wu Mian put down his mobile phone and began to change clothes and walk out of the dressing room.
"Brother, why is it so slow? Chu Zhixi had already changed his clothes and stood at the door with Daoist Lin.
"I asked David from New England for some information. β
"E-cigarette pneumonia?"
"Well, it's worse than we thought. "I highly doubt that the military lab in Maryland is moving. β
After hearing Wu Mian's words, Daoist Lin didn't know what he was talking about, so he asked with a smile, "Little Uncle, what are you talking about?"
"I suspect there's something wrong with the Maryland lab. Wu Mian didn't pay attention to Daoist Lin, but said to Chu Zhixi, "The information sent by David is in the mailbox, you can open it and see it." β
"Hmm. Chu Zhixi immediately turned on his mobile phone, clicked into the mailbox, and opened the information to read.
"Uncle Junior, what's wrong?" asked Daoist Lin persistently.
"It is suspected that there is a man-made epidemic spreading on the side of US imperialism. Wu Mian said lightly.
"......" Daoist Lin was stunned for a moment when he heard Wu Mian say this, and then said with a smile, "Uncle Xiao, you can joke too much, how is this possible." β
"Why is it impossible?" Wu Mian asked rhetorically.
"You mean Resident Evil? The movie is pretty good. Daoist Lin smiled, "Under normal circumstances, who would do any artificial epidemic experiments in their own country." β
"Hehe, Lao Lin, you are too naΓ―ve. Wu Mian said, "If it is true, this is not the first time, and it will certainly not be the last." β
"Huh?" countless question marks popped up on Daoist Lin's head. For him, what Wu Mian said was the same as a myth, and it could not happen at all.
"Lao Lin, you don't really think that the United States is a beacon of civilization. β
"It must be, you look at people's lives, villa sports cars, blue sky and white clouds, as beautiful as you want. Daoist Lin did not shy away from it, and said directly.
"Hehe, you're underestimating them too much. Wu Mian said, "Let's go, go to my office and talk." β
While walking towards the organ building, Wu Mian asked, "Lao Lin, do you know about the Tuskegee syphilis experiment?"
"What's that?" said Lin Daoshi.