Hearing the overtone in Jian Yao's tone, Qin Haiyao lowered her long eyelashes and did not make another sound.

"Xiao Jiu!"

Zhou Li walked into the ward quickly, and when he saw him, several people looked away.

Qin Jiu greeted him: "What's wrong?" ”

"Come out and say." Grabbing Qin Jiu's arm, Zhou Li took her out of the ward and came to a secluded place in the corridor, "I just saw Mr. Qin's case, and the location of his tumor is a little tricky. ”

"Close to the veins?" Qin Jiu asked.

"It's not just close, it's completely attached to the blood vessels, almost wrapping the blood vessels, and ......," Zhou Li frowned, "it's the brainstem aorta." ”

Qin Jiang's tumor almost envelops the blood vessels, and if there is less of it, the tumor will not be completely removed, and if it is more, it may hurt the blood vessels, and the risk of traditional surgery is too great.

The reason why other hospitals did not dare to help Qin Jiang operate was because of this reason.

"I'll take a look." Qin Jiu said.

"Come on!"

Zhou Li walked forward quickly and led her to the office, and Shen Zhifei also followed out of the ward.

The three of them walked into the office together, and Zhou Li stopped in front of the computer and clicked on the imaging picture on the screen.

"Look!"

Qin Jiu propped up the table with both hands, observing the imaging diagram on the computer.

"This is the aorta that supplies blood to the brainstem, and if it is damaged, there is a risk of cerebral hemorrhage, and then it will be troublesome." Zhou Li hugged his arms, and there was a look of embarrassment on his face, "Or, let's take our time first, deal with some of it first, and relieve the pressure on his brain." ”

"Nope." Qin Jiu stretched out his finger and tapped the side of the tumor, "This is the perceptual nerve area, if the tumor grows again, it will be connected with the nerves, and it will be even more troublesome at that time." That's why I asked you to prepare for this surgery, not a traditional one. ”

Retracting his fingers, Qin Jiu turned his face.

"I'm going to do this surgery."

After all, it is brain surgery, and the tumor is close to the blood and nerves, so the traditional craniotomy is too risky.

Qin Jiu knew this when he took the pulse.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked Zhou Li to prepare for Cyberknife surgery.

The Cyberknife is called a knife, but it does not use a real knife, but uses rays to kill tumor cells.

Of course, as with traditional surgery, there are significant risks.

If the radiation is misaligned, it can also damage the surrounding tissues and cells.

Therefore, absolute precision is also required.

"Little Ancestor!" Zhou Li frowned, "Are you sure?" ”

He knew that her acupuncture and medical skills were strong, but the Cyberknife was completely computer-controlled, which were two different concepts.

Qin Jiu turned his face: "Our laboratory has participated in the R&D and design of this project, and I will operate it." ”

When she was studying at a university abroad, her lab was also involved in this project, so she had absolutely no problem operating this kind of machine.

"Jiu'er!" Shen Zhifei stretched out his right hand and held Qin Jiu's arm, "I know what you think, but this matter is very risky. ”

Any surgery has risks that no doctor can avoid.

Zhou Li is a doctor, and he can explain all the risks to the Qin family, and they can choose.

If Qin Jiu did the operation herself, in case something happened to Qin Jiang, even if the Qin family didn't blame her, this matter would become a burden on her soul for the rest of her life.

Qin Jiu turned his face and met his eyes clearly.

"I don't want to regret it."

She is a doctor and of course knows the risks.

But if she doesn't give it a try, if something happens to Qin Jiang in the future, she may always regret why she didn't try it in the first place.

Facing her gaze, Shen Zhifei's heart tightened suddenly.

At the beginning, he gave this pen name "Regret", which means that he has been regretting what happened back then, so he can better understand Qin Jiu's mood at the moment.

After a moment of silence, Shen Zhifei nodded slightly.

"Okay."

"But ......," Zhou Li's tone was solemn, "what if?" ”

Shen Zhifei took a light breath, "I'm responsible for the accident!" ”

Zhou Li frowned, looked at Shen Zhifei, and then at Qin Jiu, gritted his teeth and sighed, turned around and walked to the door.

"Doctor Song, help Mr. Qin prepare for surgery!"