in the operating room. Hua Tuo used tweezers to place the fresh leeches on Jiang Lao's forehead in turn.

As soon as the leech landed, it was like taking root, lying motionless next to the silver needle.

The body is like a water pump, and the leech, which was just the thickness of a little finger, suddenly grows visibly to the naked eye.

The silver needle vibrated slightly at this time, and the leech was like crazy, frantically secreting a transparent liquid and soaking down the silver needle.

"It's crazy, it's crazy!"

Zhao Fengli shook his head, completely incredulous.

The little nurse next to her asked in a low voice, "Zhao Yuan, what's wrong?"

"There is antithrombin in the leech secretion, which can dissolve the stagnant blood clots, but this is also used after refining, this doctor Hua first used a silver needle to suck all the blood congestion into another piece. Then, through the leech, the clogged blood clot is re-dissolved and sucked out of the body!

Zhao Fengli didn't dare to think about it at all!

Even if you know that leeches can suck blood, can you accurately gather the blood clots in the cerebral hemorrhage?

Even if it is gathered, does he have the ability to open up the blood vessels and let the old man regain his consciousness without harming the brain itself?

What if secretions cause fungal and bacterial infections to the brain? It's a living body.

The treatment continued, and Dong Feng continued to stimulate various acupuncture points according to specific rules.

Blood pressure remained high, and the four leeches quickly filled up and did not move.

Immediately four more leeches were put on it.

It was only fifteen minutes when Hua Tuo took the last leech.

Old Man Jiang suddenly let out a snort.

"I'm breathing on my own!"

The itinerant nurse, who had been monitoring various instruments, hurriedly called.

The biggest threat of cerebral hemorrhage is damage to the central nervous system, resulting in the severance of the respiratory system.

Originally, Old Man Jiang looked at the ventilator hanging for half his life.

What does it mean to breathe on your own? Everybody understands it.

"Body temperature 38.1 °C, pulse 63 beats per minute, breaths 19 breaths per minute, blood pressure 170/90 mmHg. ”

Zhao Fengli looked at the vital signs that were already approaching stability, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hua Tuo took off his mask and sterile gloves at this time, did not say hello to a few people, and left the operating room directly.

"Zhao Yuan, what should I do next?"

The nurses and anesthesiologists all turned to Zhao Fengli, and after this operation, they didn't do anything, and they couldn't even read it, let alone meddle.

Zhao Fengli is also blind, is this operation done or not?

Fortunately, Dong Feng was still stunned, and Zhao Fengli was not embarrassed, so he asked directly.

"Dr. Dong, is there anything else we need to do?"

Dong Feng also took off his mask at this time, and said with a smile: "The patient is basically stable, you still have to observe his body temperature, if it is higher than 38.5, it will be physically cooled, the brain problem has been solved, it is estimated that you will be able to wake up either tonight or tomorrow!"

Is it really okay?

Zhao Fengli feels that he has decades of medical experience, and he is like a medical idiot at the moment.

The nurse and anesthesiologist were looking at themselves.

Zhao Fengli coughed: "Hurry up and pack up, send Jiang Lao to the ward, Xiao Qiu, you work hard tonight, make a record once an hour, and give feedback in time if there are any problems."

After a while, the operating room was completely vacated.

"Zhao Yuan, shall we go?"

Dr. Qiu and Zhao Fengli ended up in the operating room.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Fengli pinched the silver needles left by Hua Tuo and Dong Feng in the operating room, and turned over and over again without seeing any fame.

When the old man Jiang was pushed out of the operating room with a steady breath, and the nurse made an OK gesture, the big guy breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, okay?"

The old man was a little excited and wanted to go over and hold Jiang Lao's hand.

The guards were afraid that he would make some mistakes, so they helped him up.

"It's all right! But you have to control your diet! It's low in salt and fat, and you can't get contaminated with tobacco or alcohol at all. ”

Dong Feng followed Zhang Xiaotian, looked at Jiang Laohou, and instructed.

"Did you write it down?"

The old man said in a deep voice.

"Write it down, write it down. ”

Someone behind him hurriedly took out a small notebook and wrote and drawn.

I don't know if it's pretending or if it's really written down.

"Dean Ouyang, your hospital is really good! It seems that Lao Jiang's choice was not wrong at the beginning!"

The old man gave a thumbs up.

You know, in the past few decades, it has been rare for the old people to praise people.

"Liao praised, Liao praised, it is our doctor's duty to treat diseases and save people, not to mention curing Jiang Lao's disease, we are also very happy and proud in our hearts. ”

Dean Ouyang smiled shyly.

"That's right, as long as Jiang Lao's body can recover his health, it doesn't matter if we are tired or tired. ”

"We Huya Hospital has been adhering to the spirit of rigor, unity, truth-seeking, and enterprising, and under the leadership of the president, we will carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future and step to a new level. ”

Doctors in the neurology department of several Huya hospitals around them even began to shout slogans.

Zhang Xiaotian pursed his lips, but he didn't compete with them for these credits.

Tomorrow when Daddy comes, I have to ask them to help put on a show.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Xiaotian greeted, and Hua Tuo left directly with a cane.

The old man's attention was all on Jiang Lao at this time, but he didn't notice that Zhang Xiaotian and the two had left.

At this moment, Zhao Fengli and anesthesiologist Dr. Qiu walked into the ward.

"Zhao Yuan!

Dean Ouyang bowed solemnly, his own vice president, this time, really boosted the hospital's ambition.

The rest of the doctors also looked at him with admiration.

"It's not hard, it's not hard! ”

Zhao Fengli is like a second monk who is confused.

"I'm also from the business line, I don't know what the difficulty of brain surgery is!"

Dean Ouyang pretended to be angry and said.

"Surgery, Dean, we didn't do surgery!"

"Didn't have surgery? I'm afraid you're not joking with me, how is Old Man Jiang good. ”

"I really didn't have any surgery, it was all Dr. Hua and Dr. Dong, and I didn't understand it. ”

"What! You don't understand! So what are you doing!"

"I'm watching. ”

Dean Ouyang's face changed suddenly.

After making trouble for a long time, the credit for saving Old Man Jiang has nothing to do with Huya Hospital.

But when you think about it, you have to use anesthesiologists, instruments, and instruments.

Someone next to him suddenly said weakly: "I'm watching too." ”

But it was the anesthesiologist, Dr. Khoo.

The two nurses also looked at each other at this moment: "We didn't help much. ”

This.

Dean Ouyang looked at the old man's gaze and immediately sat down.

A few barefoot doctors in a small folk clinic treat a disease, and you guys have been playing soy sauce for a long time one by one, and you can just say it!

Thinking of the that had just been blown out, the slap in the face came so quickly, Dean Ouyang felt that the face that had been saved for decades was all lost at this moment.