Wu Mian had already returned to the Sword Association Hospital when he received the news.

told Chu Zhixi about the patient's experience, and Chu Zhixi couldn't cry or laugh, and didn't know how to say his feelings.

It's over, and you can't think about it. Don't see too many patients in the hospital every year, and if you think about these things every day, who will do the serious work. In addition to being gossip, these things belong to clinical experience in the doctor's opinion, and the next time I meet a similar patient for reference.

"Brother, has Old Man Fan's surgery path been decided? ”

"It's settled. Wu Mian simulated it on the computer and felt that there was no problem, "The operation is not difficult, and the old man's physical condition is not bad." ”

"What should I do during the operation? I can't let him go on stage in three or five padded jackets. Chu Zhixi was a little sad.

"It's okay, if it doesn't work, I'll anesthetize it first, and then I'll talk about it. Wu Mian said, "I'll explain to Ren Haitao, let's go all out and make a backup plan." ”

Chu Zhixi nodded.

It can only be like this, and the next thing is to wait for the results of various preoperative examinations and laboratory tests to be reported.

This is a long process, and non-emergency surgeries should be prepared for at least 2-3 days to avoid possible complications that may lead to accidents.

Wu Mian is not in a hurry, the more important the operation, the more he has to calm down. Every time there is a big event, you need to calm down, and Wu Mian still has this calmness.

Mr. Fan can't give a huge amount of red envelopes, and there will definitely be no dumbfounded donations, and as for each ECMO worth tens of millions of yuan in the special needs ward, it is an unimaginable number for him.

But Wu Mian attaches great importance to this operation, quite seriously, more than Owen and Abdul Aziz combined.

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Three days later, in the morning, Wu Mian appeared in the MRI operating room in full spirit.

Fan Zhongzhi had no contraindications to surgery during the preoperative examination, and the approach was checked three times to be correct, and he was ready for today's surgical treatment.

Guo Ruming rushed over with a film crew and left video materials along the way.

This information is meaningless to an old man who is about to die, but it will surely become a part of everyone's memory.

Fan Dongkai pushed Fan Zhongzhi into the operating room of the MRI room, and he said very embarrassed, "Doctor Wu, I will persuade you to take off your clothes later, don't worry." ”

"Well, don't rush, slow down. Wu Mian smiled and patted Fan Dongkai's shoulder and said, "There is only this one operation today?" What we have is time. Don't have to take off all your clothes? Let the old man take off his coat, and the person can lie down. ”

"Huh. Fan Dongkai answered? Go and "reason" with Fan Zhongzhi.

Watching Fan Dongkai "persuade" the old man? Wu Mian stood in the operation room and checked various equipment, various rescue drugs and various rescue plans with Ren Haitao for the last time.

Fan Dongkai "persuaded" for a long time? In the end, he reluctantly took off the old man's military coat. Wu Mian wasn't in a hurry, he was curious about what was bulging in Fan Zhongzhi's arms.

According to Fan Dongkai? That was the bugle of the year? It is also an object that the old man has been hiding as a treasure since he lost his memory.

After the operation, you must put the military horn back, don't wake up and can't touch it, and the blood pressure will "brush" all of a sudden, causing other problems.

Wu Mian was thinking in his heart? Every detail has not been forgotten.

"Teacher Wu? Learn from you today. After Zhou Guohui finished tidying up, he said with a smile.

"It's not difficult, it's mainly about the computer program setting the approach. Wu Mian said, "Actually, whoever does it is the same." ”

"Then you ......"

Zhou Guohui came to the Sword Association Hospital for a while, and he was very clear about Wu Mian's style of doing things.

Public welfare surgery and mitral valve closure surgery were thrown to Gao Baixiang and Li Zhong to do? Coupled with the medical team of Zheng Kaixuan and Professor Saiban Carr later, Wu Mian didn't even look at it.

Vegetative arousal and the treatment of Alzheimer's disease are all done by Zhou Guohui himself? It is also difficult to see Mr. Wu in ordinary times.

But this time, Mr. Wu was a little too positive.

"Huh. "Wu Mian didn't explain? With a hint of gentleness in his eyes, he looked at Fan Zhongzhi through the leaded glass? Road? "The old man is finished with anesthesia? I'm going to watch. ”

He didn't answer why, but Zhou Guohui vaguely understood.

Zhou Guohui didn't say anything, he glanced at Guo Ruming and Director Guo, who was recording a documentary, and ruled out the option of going on TV in his heart.

Mr. Wu Mian Wu has no need to be on TV, and his fame and prestige no longer need to be improved by documentaries or other columns.

Out of the circle?

Maybe others aspire, but for a doctor, being out of the circle means expending a lot of energy to deal with other things.

Mr. Wu would not choose this, especially for him in the rising period of technology, there are only disadvantages and no benefits to being out of the circle.

There is only one possibility, and Zhou Guohui is a little strange.

It is said that Mr. Wu is not yet 30 years old, and I don't know why he has such respect for the war many years ago.

After the anesthesia was completed, Ren Haitao made a gesture in the MRI room. Wu Mian walked in and helped take off Fan Zhongzhi's thick clothes.

The old man dressed a little funny, as far as he was, not to mention that it was not yet winter, even if it was the coldest time to go to Siberia, there would be no problem.

Layers of thick, warm clothing were removed, revealing the vest inside and a faded red cloth wrapped in items.

"This old man. Zhou Guohui said with a smile.

"It's a military horn. Wu Mian said intently.

He reached out and landed on the faded red cloth. I don't know why, it seems that Fan Zhongzhi felt that someone was going to take away the military horn, or it was an accidental nerve reflex, and his hand moved slightly.

Wu Mian smiled, did not pick up the military horn immediately, but held the old man's hand, leaned into his ear and whispered something.

"Mr. Wu, is the patient conscious during the general anesthesia process, can he hear you?" Ren Haitao asked in surprise, thinking that this was a certain knowledge point that he hadn't noticed.

"I don't know, I told myself. Wu Mian smiled slightly, solemnly picked up the military horn wrapped in red cloth with both hands, turned around and went out, and put it in the operation room.

instructed people outside not to touch it, Wu Mian said three times in succession, and then returned to the MRI room.

Zhou Guohui did not hesitate, he accompanied Wu Mian in.

Removing all metal objects, including syringes for anesthesia, the MRI machine began to hum.

Twenty minutes later, Wu Mian put the brain pacemaker into it according to the designed approach.

The whole process was uneventful, as if only a cerebrospinal fluid biopsy had been done.

After 106 minutes, the SIGNA Pioneer 3.0T once again determined the position of the brain pacemaker, and the humming disappeared after the shutdown.

"Wake up. Wu Mian said softly.

Ren Haitao nodded, pushed the flat car from the outside, and woke up Fan Zhongzhi with medicine.