Next.

Nine a.m.

In the pathology testing room, Zhao Heng was using a microscope to test Sun Xinxin's bone marrow.

Just now, he has done a puncture for Sun Xinxin, removed a trace amount of bone marrow, and next, it is necessary to add various inducing factors, and then carry out some genetic modification and modification to induce differentiation into neural stem cells.

This process takes about three days, and then the neural stem cells that are induced and differentiated are directly injected into the brain tissue through subarachnoid puncture to exert their function of repairing brain tissue cells.

Zhao Heng, who was wearing a dust-free suit, was under the microscope, carefully looking at the magnified pith image.

Standing next to him was Qu Xiaofeng, the attending pathology doctor.

This pathologist, so to speak, is a doctor of doctors, if a patient has a lump on his body, is it a tumor? Is it benign or malignant? What happens after that? These questions will be answered by a pathologist.

So, to some extent, the pathologist has the final say.

Stem cell culture is also the business scope of pathologists, and there is no pathologist who has more say in whether the bone marrow removed can be used for stem cell cultivation than a pathologist who deals with microscopes, slides, and cells all day long.

Looking at Zhao Heng, who was very proficient in operating microscopes and slides, Qu Xiaofeng felt a little surprised, looking at his familiarity with this kind of operation, without decades of skills, he couldn't do it at all.

But the question is, Zhao Heng is a doctor in the anesthesiology department, how can he settle down to study pathology for decades?

Therefore, Qu Xiaofeng was full of doubts.

Could it be that there is really such a casual one, which is worthy of the peerless genius who has worked hard for decades?!

How did he know that when he first got the golden finger, Zhao Heng ran all over the departments of the hospital, and he rubbed all the experience and skills that he had the opportunity to lose.

The skills and experience of pathological diagnosis and cell identification have naturally been learned.

Of course, what he learned was learned, but Zhao Heng couldn't use this skill to make a report, after all, pathologists need special qualifications.

It is important to know that many lumps cut from the patient's body are subjected to pathological sections to determine whether they are benign or malignant.

Once this pathological diagnosis is wrong, the consequences are unimaginable.

At this time, Zhao Heng, who was looking at the slides under the microscope, suddenly frowned.

"Dr. Zhao, what's wrong?"

Qu Xiaofeng saw Zhao Heng suddenly frowning, and asked with some confusion.

He knew that Zhao Heng was now looking at Sun Xinxin's bone marrow smear, and Sun Xinxin's matter was now known to the entire hospital.

As for Sun Xinxin's treatment, Dongfang Hospital has spared no effort up and down, otherwise, how could Zhao Heng be able to use the pathology room so easily, and let the senior pathologist Qu Xiaofeng accompany him.

"Doctor Qu, take a look, I'm a little unsure."

Zhao Heng got up, gave up his position to Qu Xiaofeng, and said slowly.

Most of the skills on pathological diagnosis on his body were dropped and fused from other doctors, although this made Zhao Heng improve very quickly.

But this has led to a problem, that is, the pirated version is still not as good as the original, and Zhao Heng needs to slowly digest the experience of dropping and fusing from various doctors, so in some very fine places, his judgment is still not as good as the original.

Let's just say that now, he is a little uncertain about the problem on Sun Xinxin's marrow statue.

In the final analysis, his golden finger also has upper limits and limitations, and what level Zhao Heng can reach in a certain field depends entirely on what level of doctors he can come into contact with.

Although Dongfang Hospital is already the top hospital in the country, and the level of doctors here is also top-notch, the world is so big, there will always be some unknown geniuses.

Thinking of this, Zhao Heng felt that when the wool in the East Hospital was almost gone, should he change places, otherwise, his level might reach the ceiling, and it would be difficult to improve.

"Hmm."

Although he was a little puzzled, Qu Xiaofeng still sat down in front of the microscope and began to look at it carefully.

At this glance, his brows also furrowed.

Qu Xiaofeng carefully identified it again, and then stood up.

"Dr. Zhao, what you see is a degenerative change in the bone marrow, right?"

Qu Xiaofeng asked.

After seeing it with his own eyes, he could understand why Zhao Heng wanted him to look at Sun Xinxin's pith image again just now.

"Yes, it's a little weird, but I think it's a bone marrow degeneration."

Zhao Heng nodded, as soon as Qu Xiaofeng said this, he would be sure.

"This bone marrow degenerative change, under normal circumstances, only occurs in the elderly, or patients with blood tumors, how can it appear in such a young person?"

Qu Xiaofeng was very puzzled.

"The patient is a top athlete, and the usual amount of exercise is very large, which greatly stimulates the hematopoietic function of the bone marrow, perhaps because the stimulation is too much, accelerating the division of cells, so now there are degenerative changes in the bone marrow."

Zhao Heng thought for a while and said.

With the exception of cancer cells, the number of divisions of human cells is not unlimited, and once a certain number of divisions is reached, the cells will undergo degenerative changes, that is, rapid aging.

"This kind of myeloid bone marrow, with the current technology of our hospital, cannot be directed to induce differentiation into neural stem cells."

Qu Xiaofeng said with a solemn expression.

He knew that he didn't know how many people were paying attention to Sun Xinxin's treatment, and the two-week deadline mentioned by Zhao Heng on the hospital committee was now known to the whole hospital.

So, I don't know how many people are waiting to see Zhao Heng's jokes!

And now, Sun Xinxin's bone marrow has undergone extremely rare degenerative changes, one is not good, the treatment of neural stem cell transplantation will die before it starts.

Qu Xiaofeng still knows a lot about the level of stem cell cultivation in his own hospital.

After all, stem cell cultivation is used in the treatment of many diseases.

Qu Xiaofeng was in a heavy mood at the moment, and Zhao Heng was no better.

The level of stem cell cultivation is not something that can be suddenly improved overnight.

Wrong!

Ordinary people can't do it, but I can!

Zhao Heng suddenly remembered his golden finger.

Thinking of this, he asked Qu Xiaofeng: "Doctor Qu, apart from our hospital, where else is the strength of this stem cell cultivation stronger?" ”

"Strictly speaking, the stem cell cultivation strength of our hospital is already very strong, and if we want to say that it is stronger than us, as far as I know, it is only Professor Li Hongwei, director of the School of Life Sciences and Stem Cell Research Center of Yenching University."

Qu Xiaofeng thought for a moment and said slowly.

For stem cell cultivation, Qu Xiaofeng has always been concerned.

Let him name the top five most powerful, he may not be able to say it, but if he wants to say who is the strongest, Qu Xiaofeng can definitely say it without thinking.