Although the film crew was very urgent, they were patient with their curiosity and did not follow Lin Jiuze into the ward. They are far away from the door, like thieves, although they want to record wonderful shots, but they still guard the bottom line.

Because he was worried about causing Lin Jiuze's unhappiness, the distance was very far, and the camera dangled back and forth in the narrow gap, switching back and forth between Lin Jiuze and the accompanying patients around him.

"The film crew is sick." Director Liu saw this and scolded, "Can't you find a cameraman who doesn't have Parkinson's?" ”

Director Bai didn't speak, his eyes narrowed.

"Lao Bai, what are you looking at?" Director Liu asked curiously.

Director Bai picked up his handbag and took out a notebook and a tube of ballpoint pens. During the whole process, Director Bai's eyes did not take off the screen.

"White place, you ......"

"Shh~" Director Liu grabbed Ding Xiang, the boss of Qiyan, and signaled him not to speak.

Director Bai held a pen in his hand, looked at Lin Jiuze's gestures, and then wrote something in the notebook.

Director Liu approached and saw that Director Bai had written down first - alteplase for injection, rt-PA.

This is a recombinant tissue plasminogen activator, which is different from the commonly used urokinase in clinical practice, and is used for thrombolysis, and the effect is much better.

Lin Jiu raised his head, he didn't communicate with the patient, and then lowered his head and wrote something on the paper.

Director Liu has a question mark in his head.

Then Director Bai's pen moved with Lin Jiuze's pen, crossing time and space, as if it were one.

The treatment plan on paper is more detailed, not only for injectable alteplase, but also for usage, dosage, and other related drugs.

After writing, Lin Jiu looked up.

In the camera, he seems to have a problem, hesitates for 3 seconds, and then looks down again.

The treatment plan written this time was to cut and remove the thrombe, and Lin Jiu wrote faster and faster, Director Bai reluctantly followed, and sweat soon came out of his gray sideburns.

Director Liu stared and saw that in less than ten seconds, an intermittent operation record appeared in the notebook.

After writing, Lin Jiu looked up at the patient, and Director Bai took advantage of the situation to rest for a few seconds.

"The footage is incomplete, and there are clips in between." Director Bai said tiredly.

Ding Xiang was stunned, he immediately remembered that he had seen Detective Conan's new story not long ago, and Director Bai said who was the murderer after he came in.

That incident really surprised Ding Xiang for a long time.

Although he had long been accustomed to Director Bai's various magics, he was still amazed.

But today, Director Bai is not at all relaxed as before, and he has gone all out to barely do it. However, this has exceeded the cognitive limit of Boss Ding, he opened his mouth wide and looked at Director Bai in a daze, not knowing how to praise.

"Lao Bai, what is he doing?" Director Liu asked suspiciously.

Director Bai didn't speak, but moved his wrist while staring at the screen.

In reality, Lin Jiu will not be so fast, but the show is edited, so Director Bai is under a lot of pressure.

A few seconds later, Lin Jiu moved again.

However, Director Bai's handwriting was very confusing, both in Chinese and English, and even Director Liu didn't know what the doctor from Massachusetts General Hospital wrote for a while.

Soon, Lin Jiu walked out of the ward with a solemn face, and he didn't even say a word to the patient and the patient's family.

This content is very short and inexplicable, and there is no explanation from the guests in the comment room.

If you look at it from the perspective of an ordinary audience, you will think that Lin Jiu is seriously asking about his medical history.

Even from the perspective of medical practitioners, if you don't watch variety shows seriously, you won't see that Lin Jiu didn't say a word.

Only a bewitching person like Director Bai would notice the details.

Seeing Lin Jiu leaving, Director Bai took a deep breath, obviously the short process just now had consumed a lot of physical strength.

He then picked up the paper and read it bit by bit.

"This is Lin Jiuze's treatment plan." Director Bai said.

"That's it? Take a treatment plan to see the patient, and then what? Director Liu looked confused.

"At first, it was thrombolytic therapy." Director Bai pointed to the first paragraph, "The effect is not good. ”

"Then there is hybridization, which involves to determine the location of the emboli and surgical incision and thrombectomy under the observation of the intervention."

"And then?" Director Liu still looked confused.

Director Bai didn't know that then, he just saw Lin Jiu raise his head after writing, and then lowered his head to write the treatment plan.

"Surgery doesn't seem to work, but Lin Jiu feels bad. The third treatment option is catheter thrombolysis, which is given in large doses. "But it still doesn't seem to work." ”

"The last treatment option is thrombectomy, which is the easiest."

"Lao Bai, is this how Massachusetts General Hospital treats patients?" Director Liu asked confusedly.

If he hadn't known that Lin Jiu would have his own medical team at Massachusetts General Hospital, everyone would have thought that this was the most unreliable doctor in clinical practice, and he didn't even know the most basic medical history, so he knew that he would write differential diagnosis and treatment plans on paper.

Director Bai's gaze was a little dilated, and he seemed to be searching for something in the dust of memory.

The brain CPU roared, and he turned a blind eye to who appeared next in the variety show and what he did.

After more than ten seconds, Director Bai frowned and said, "The old medical director of our hospital in the eighties, do you have any impressions?" ”

"Yes, when I first came to the hospital, I heard that it was a man of God." Director Liu said, "No matter who it is, when it comes to Director Han, they all adore it. ”

"Director Han? Who's that? Ding Xiang asked.

"At that time, people came to the hospital to collect protection money."

"Holy!" Ding Xiang scolded, "Was it so chaotic at that time?" ”

“！！！”

"That was back then, it was too chaotic. The reason why the Second Affiliated Hospital was able to sit on the two and look at one was because Director Han solved countless problems back then. Those things are not medical troubles, compared to the problems solved by Director Han, medical troubles are a joke. ”

As he spoke, Director Liu asked, "Lao Bai, what's wrong with Director Han." ”

"When I first went to the agency, Director Han was seriously ill. I respected the elderly, asked for an extra bed in the senior cadre ward, and was on call in the corridor. ”

"When Director Han was first admitted to the hospital, an old man wearing a Chinese-style cardigan came, and he came to see it, and he didn't even do it, saying that there were still 3 days of longevity."

"Lao Bai, you are a feudal superstition."

(End of chapter)