"..."

Xu Qiu: "You admitted a patient with pneumothorax?"

Seeing that Xu Qiu really didn't want to grab the meal, Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said at the same time: "Yes, the fracture is broken. I did a closed chest drainage. There should be no problem. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Xu Qiu looked at the case report in his hand again.

The ninth and tenth ribs are both broken. The X-ray shows that the pneumothorax is not serious and the gas should be all under the skin. In fact, there is no need for closed chest drainage for this kind of patient. Just cut a few incisions in the skin and let the air out and that's it.

"Got it, I'll take a few more bites and then go back to the ward for re-evaluation!" Wang Fan speeded up the cooking, his cheeks were like toads.

"Doctor Xu, if you have nothing to do, just eat a plum." Yunmei also put down the food in her hand. Since Xu Qiu had an office, he rarely comes here again. On weekdays, he only follows the surgery or goes to the hospital early in the morning.

You can see it when changing shifts.

Even the various consultations he participated in were of the highest level, and ordinary doctors could not go there.

"Oh, thank you." Xu Qiu sat back to where she once was.

"Doctor Xu!" Jiang Mai, who was newly hired, stood upright with an expression full of respect.

"Um."

Jiang Mai integrated into the team faster than Xu Qiu imagined. Not long after joining, he became He Hai's new favorite.

Both are surgical madmen, He Hai came from the orthodox route, and Jiang Mai is somewhat close to the wild path, but they reach the same goal by different paths, and all medical standards will not make mistakes.

In less than a week, Jiang Mai underwent more than a dozen operations, and in one of them, He Hai even allowed Jiang Mai to participate in a total gastrectomy.

"Have you encountered any problems recently?" Xu Qiu asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mai nodded: "Yes, last time I had a total gastrectomy with Director He, the patient's liver was cut in half, the pancreas was gone, and most of the abdomen was empty... I was thinking about the limits of human beings

Where is it?"

This topic of cooking made many doctors look at it, and Wang Fan's rice became more delicious.

"limit?"

Xu Qiu thought for a moment, and a living person seemed to appear in front of him.

"Remove the limbs first. This will not affect survival."

"The next step is the total gastrectomy you mentioned. Most of the small intestine can be removed, and a total rectal fistula can be made. The patient can survive for a long time with nutrient solution."

"Then comes the hepatobiliary system. Clinically, patients with gallstones in the stable stage of diabetes usually undergo cholecystectomy... half of the liver can also be removed. The spleen and pancreas are all removed."

"As for the urinary system, it's all useless. Hemodialysis can be used instead."

"The reproductive system can also be completely removed."

"There are also lungs. You can still survive if you remove one. The other scattered ones, such as eyes, ears, nose, and teeth, can be removed. Finally, there is the brain. If you cut off half of the brain, you can theoretically survive..."

Xu Qiu spoke quietly.

The person in front of me had only a few surviving organs, which was very close to the brain in the vat.

The sound of swallowing could be heard in the office, and everyone looked shocked. Even if they had the perverted mentality of eating braised pork while looking at a corpse, they thought this description was too perverted.

The development of human medicine is indeed moving towards the point where only one brain is left to some extent.

No, to be more precise, half a brain can survive...

However, this involves too many ethical issues. From the perspective of neurology, as long as the corpus callosum is cut off, the patient is already two people.

"Jiang Mai, can you stop being so perverted?" Chen Jia scolded.

Yunmei nodded: "Yes, I have led Dr. Xu astray."

Jiang Mai was stunned for a moment, his head filled with questions.

I just think about where the theoretical limits of the human body are, cutting off various organs and systems is obviously what Dr. Xu said!

Zhou Hua and Wang Fan glanced at Jiang Mai sympathetically.

Taking the blame and getting scolded is the real emergency department.

…

In the afternoon, after Xu Qiu completed two operations, he quickly compiled the procedures for handling accidents during and after the operation, regardless of his physical and mental fatigue, and sent them to the Propaganda Department.

The Propaganda Department, which is responsible for both publication and various publicity work, has been working overtime crazily these past few weeks.

On the one hand, as the first issue of "Linhai Doctor" became famous, this emerging publication attracted the attention of many people in the academic community.

Many doctors think that new publications are easy to find and want to pick up the missing ones, but "Linhai Doctor" is aiming for the Chinese core...

Of course, there are still many excellent papers among them.

Although the impact factor is not as good as that of Xu Qiu, the quality is still comparable.

This undoubtedly enriches the source and content of "Linhai Doctor" and also relieves Xu Qiu's pressure to carry a publication alone.

On the other hand, the new issue of "Linhai Doctor" is under urgent preparation.

This time was different from last time. Due to the tight schedule, Xu Qiu had no time to polish the surgery to perfection, so it could only be completed in two issues.

The first issue published the surgical procedures, various details, and experience in handling accidents during and after surgery, etc. It was not until the second issue that the surgical tutorial was fully disclosed.

There is another benefit to doing this...

Over time, the clinic will start a refresher course on palmar and finger regeneration techniques.

Doctors in the advanced training class will be eligible to enjoy first-hand teaching, while the public will have to wait until the next issue of the magazine is released.

It can be regarded as a preferential treatment policy for internal doctors.

After sending the summary document to the Propaganda Department, Xu Qiu dragged his tired body to get off work.

As soon as he got in the car, he fell asleep.

Uncle Wei saw through the rearview mirror that Xu Qiu's hands were still shaking unconsciously.

"Alas, Doctor Xu is getting off work increasingly late." Uncle Wei was a little worried.

But he is just a driver. He should do more, look less, talk less, and drive the car smoothly and smoothly.

The green light came on and the black car started.

Uncle Wei's skills were very good, the speed was even, the carriage was quiet, and he was concentrating on observing the road conditions.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, just in time for the rush hour after get off work, and all kinds of lights on the road lit up, forming a long chain of light.

Just as he passed the intersection, Uncle Wei's expression suddenly changed.

"seat belt!"

Xu Qiu woke up from consciousness. The speed he had developed during the operation was perfectly displayed at this moment.

Whoosh!

The rear seat belts were pulled out.

Click!

Almost instantly, from the moment Uncle Wei sounded the warning to the moment he stepped on the accelerator, Xu Qiu buckled up his seat belt and then made a posture to protect his head.

boom!

The car looks like a black cheetah, speeding up across the board.

But it was still too slow. The next moment, a huge impact force hit the rear of the car, and the car slid sideways.

laugh--

The harsh friction sound resounded through the night sky, the smell of rubber tires entered the nose, and a black tire was printed on the road.

Uncle Wei's eyes widened with anger. He pressed the steering wheel tightly and turned it wildly.
Chapter completed!