5 days after the operation, there was no trace of fluid in the joint cavity!

That's impossible

It's not scientific!

Fan Chengen looked at the MRI image in a daze, and his mind went blank.

The patient was the first one he took over, and he was clear about all the laboratory tests, even more familiar than Deng Chaohong.

The operation was done with his own eyes.

On the 5th day after surgery, even if it is operated by a top surgeon, there will be some fluid accumulation, which is inevitable.

No matter how delicate the operation,

No matter how low the trauma is,

Joint effusion is a must, no surprises!

But!

Not even a drop of fluid could be seen in the MRI image.

Why!

Deng Chaohong was also a little puzzled, but he was more happy, excited, and amazed. And seeing Fan Chengen's *** look, Deng Chaohong was even happier in his heart.

He is honest and honest, but it doesn't mean that he can be bullied casually.

The effect of the operation is indeed good, so good that it is outrageous, which makes Deng Chaohong begin to believe in Ji Xiang's judgment - recovery training can start 5 days after surgery, and Zhao Dali will be able to gallop on the football field in 2-3 months.

This surgery is simply amazing!

Deng Chaohong sighed with infinite emotion.

"Deng ...... Deng...... Deng ......"

A series of stammering voices interrupted the darkness in Deng Chaohong's heart.

Looking back, Coach Feng was standing at the door, looking at him with a worried face.

"Coach Feng, you didn't go back." Deng Chaohong smiled and beckoned, "I'm worried about the MRI, I'll tell you the good news, the operation was very successful."

"Giggle~~~" There was a gurgling sound in Coach Feng's throat.

Hearing that Deng Chaohong gave him a positive answer, he couldn't believe it.

"Here, take a look at the MRI." Deng Chaohong smiled and pulled Coach Feng in, "Normally, there will be joint effusion after surgery, no matter how high the surgeon's level is. But we used the new procedure, which didn't affect the structure of the joint cavity too much, so there was no effusion."

Coach Feng was stunned.

Although he is not a doctor, he has been in contact with many athletes who have retired due to illness, and he has heard of complications such as joint effusion.

There was no fluid accumulation, which was good news anyway.

"Do what Dr. Koyoshi said, and you can do recovery training today. But be sure to pay attention to the amount, don't go too big. You know all these things, and it's scary that you're looking for you, so you still have to be reminded."

"Can it be done now? Really?" Coach Feng was still a little dazed, he stood beside Deng Chaohong like a dream, looking at the film he couldn't understand.

After Deng Chaohong's explanation, although the film was incomprehensible, Coach Feng wanted to hug the computer screen and kiss the two.

"Professor Deng, it's really fake......" Coach Feng was afraid that Deng Chaohong was joking with himself, so he asked cautiously after relieving himself.

"You see, Professor Fan has come from the First Affiliated Academy to learn the new technique." Deng Chaohong gave an example, and casually reverted Fan Chengen's words before.

Fan Chengen's throat tightened, as if he had been stuffed with a thermos stopper, and he was so blocked.

This was what he just said, but he was used by Deng Chaohong to refute himself.

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！」 Only then did Coach Feng notice the existence of Fan Chengen.

The joy in his heart began to grow little by little, like a seed, began to sprout, full of anticipation.

Zhao Dali's future seems to be back to a bright one.

"Let's go back first." Deng Chaohong said.

"Okay!" Coach Feng was like a child, bouncing and pushing the wheelchair away.

"Professor Fan, let's go back too." Deng Chaohong patted Fan Chengen on the shoulder, "Aren't you busy today?"

"Impossible, how can there be no effusion? There is no fluid in the joint cavity after the operation, Lao Deng, have you pumped it in advance? also

I can't." Fan Chengen was still asking, he was not asking Deng Chaohong, but talking to himself and asking himself.

It's just that he didn't answer this question.

Deng Chaohong wanted to turn on the taunt mode, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up.

I will be like this from Fan Chengen's point of view, and I can't figure out why there is no effusion.

Go back and ask Ji Xiang is.

Returning to the ward with the walking corpse-like Fan Chengen, Ji Xiang was busy changing the dressing.

"Koji, wait a minute." Deng Chaohong called Ji Xiang, "Zhao Dali's film is out."

"I see it." Ji Xiang said, "I just looked at it on the computer, and it looks okay, I'll go and change his medicine and tell him the ...... of postoperative recovery training."

"Ji Xiang...... Doctor, why is there no effusion?" Fan Chengen was also not polite, and asked directly.

"Why is there an effusion?" Ji Xiang asked rhetorically.

"As long as it is an operation, it is impossible to have no effusion." Fan Chengen answered as a matter of course.

"Huh." Ji Xiang smiled, "One of my senior brothers went to the Montreal Neurotherapy Center in Canada, which is one of the top three hospitals in the world. The top doctors in the area did a craniotomy and a CT after surgery, and there was no edema in the brain tissue."

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Deng Chaohong and Fan Chengen were dumbfounded.

There is no edema in the brain tissue like tofu, which sounds like a fantasy.

Ke Jixiang said the detailed hospital, and he should not be afraid of being verified.

"Brain tissue can be free of edema, the toughness of the joint cavity is much better than that of brain tissue, and it is strange to have effusion." Ji Xiang smiled slightly, "Be careful with the surgery, just don't cause more side damage to the patient, it's very simple."

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Professor Deng and Professor Fan were stunned, and the two of them had a feeling that Ji Xiang was yin and yang.

"Professor Fan, if I'm okay, I'm going to change the dressing?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Dr. Ji, what you said is true?"

"Of course." Although Ji Xiang only repeated the Versailles-style example of the system NPC, he firmly believed in it.

"Professor Fan, our orthopedics department is not a carpenter's job, and it can be used to compete with neurosurgery for spine surgery." Ji Xiang said seriously, "Sports medicine, in particular, should be delicate and delicate. Come on, I think you can do better in the future."

After speaking, Ji Xiang smiled slightly, said a word to Deng Chaohong, and turned around to change the medicine.

Deng Chaohong and Fan Chengen couldn't cry or laugh.

A cheer from a doctor made the two of them feel ridiculous.

But in the context of an almost perfect recovery after anterior cruciate ligament surgery, neither Deng Chaohong nor Fan Chengen could even let out a fart.

The real case is in the ward, and it is useless to question it.

What's more, they are all doctors, although Fan Chengen doesn't look down on the Second Affiliated Hospital to snatch his own surgery, but he knows the goods and knows that he has met a master this time.

But Fan Chengen didn't sigh much, all he kept thinking about was the joint cavity without effusion.

Can surgery really go this far?!