"Then let's go quickly! Go to Linhe City Hospital!" The old man's expression changed and he said immediately. Linhe City is the capital of Linhe Province, so this kind of surgery can definitely be done.
There was a trace of sadness on the doctor's face and he whispered: "Chief, I'm afraid we don't have enough time. It takes two hours to get to Linhe City Hospital, but Xiaoqiang has been injured for more than an hour and a half. If he can't release the pain in his mind for another hour,
Congestion, congestion will accumulate more and more, eventually compressing the cranial nerves and trunk nerve center??????"
The doctor wanted to continue talking, but the old man couldn't listen anymore. He interrupted him rudely and roared: "Is this the end of Xiaoqiang? No! This is impossible! Lao Wang, you are an old field doctor, go
He has been to Afghanistan and Iran and has rich experience. You must save him!"
At the beginning, the old man still roared angrily, but later his voice gradually became choked with sobs, his expression became a little sluggish, and the pressure on his body seemed to disappear.
"Old chief, it's not what you think. Xiaoqiang's life is not in danger, but he may become a vegetative state," Dr. Wang said.
"Vegetative state?" The old man's heart was completely in despair. It would be better to simply die!
In despair, the old man's eyes suddenly turned to Zhao Changqiang. At the same time, the man with glasses also looked at Zhao Changqiang in surprise. Everything was exactly the same as Zhao Changqiang's judgment!
Who is this man? Is he really just a farmer? The two of them thought almost at the same time.
Although the doctor's words were not loud, Zhao Changqiang heard them all. He suddenly looked at Doctor Wang seriously and said: "Doctor, are you sure that as long as the congestion in Xiaoqiang's brain is drained, Xiaoqiang will not become a vegetative state?
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"Of course I'm sure. Who are you?" Doctor Wang looked at Zhao Changqiang doubtfully, wondering what this energetic young man wanted to do.
"He was the one who saved Xiaoqiang and Xiaomin. I haven't thanked him properly yet."
After all, he was a general who smiled and passed by thousands of troops. He had seen many bloody battles and corpses wrapped in horse leather. Although he was sad in his heart, he had already adjusted his state.
"Oh, thank you very much for your early efforts. Without your efforts, both Xiao Min and Xiao Qiang may be in danger." Dr. Wang seemed to be very familiar with the old leader. After listening to the old man's words, he immediately took Zhao Changqiang's hand and shook it vigorously.
Shake.
"You're welcome, it's all a piece of cake. I have something to discuss with you two. In fact, cerebral congestion does not necessarily require a craniotomy. We just need to establish a channel between the brain and the outside world to allow the congestion to flow out.
"Zhao Changqiang said lightly.
The old man and Dr. Wang stared at Zhao Changqiang with wide eyes, thinking to themselves: "What is this young man's brain made of? Does he think it is to deflate a bicycle? Just insert a needle and it will be done with a chirping sound."
"Young man, the plan you mentioned is just an ideal idea. It doesn't work in reality at all. The human brain is too complex, and a little carelessness can put your life in danger. Even the most advanced minimally invasive surgery in the world cannot
Establish a channel between the inside of the human brain and the outside world without operating an operation." Dr. Wang said patiently. If it weren't for the fact that he was Xiao Min and Xiao Qiang's lifesaver, and that the preliminary first aid work was also in place, he would have done it.
He ignored Zhao Changqiang's words. He even thought that there was something wrong with this young man's brain, and he might have to undergo a craniotomy.
Zhao Changqiang didn't care at all what Dr. Wang was thinking, and just said patiently: "I believe Dr. Wang has seen the symptoms of ear bleeding due to severe brain trauma, right? The blood that flows out is not actually the blood in the ears; they are
Congestion in the brain. In this case, there is no need to perform a craniotomy on the patient, as long as the congestion in the brain can flow freely out of the ears."
Doctor Wang nodded. He had seen this kind of situation before. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with this young man's mind. Maybe he really had a solution. The old man also listened carefully.
"Now, we only need to use a hollow silver needle to penetrate the patient's brain along the acupuncture point in the ear, and let the congestion flow out along the silver needle." Zhao Changqiang continued, his treatment method is simply unbelievable.
"No, this is too dangerous, and our medical team does not have experts who are good at using silver needles and identifying acupoints." Dr. Wang shook his head and said, this is really too dangerous.
"If you can trust me, I am willing to do this puncture. I forgot to tell you that my ancestors have been practicing medicine for generations, except for my father." Zhao Changqiang suddenly looked at the old man and Dr. Wang with bright eyes and said.
In fact, he saw Xiaoqiang's problem before everyone arrived, but he was not sure, so he did not give the injection rashly. Now that the CT scan came out, it confirmed his previous judgment. He felt that he was 90% confident.
Ten's certainty can release the blood congestion in Xiaoqiang's brain.
At this time, the doctors from the local hospital who had come before also gathered around the three of them. They were all stunned by Zhao Changqiang's bold decision!
"Idiot!" The bespectacled man cursed in his heart. Zhao Changqiang was Xiaoqiang and Xiaomin's savior. The old man would definitely repay him by climbing up the towering tree of the military boss. He would definitely be successful in the future, but if he wanted to give
If Xiaoqiang fails in the puncture operation, not only will his credit be lost, but he will even be accused of medical malpractice. What else is he to say if he is not an idiot?
But Zhao Changqiang didn't care about this, he only thought about how to save a life!
Zhao Changqiang looked at the old man and Dr. Wang with expectant eyes.
Doctor Wang didn't dare to make up his mind. Regardless of what Zhao Changqiang said, who knew what could happen, he turned his attention to the old man.
"Let him do it!" The old man waved his hand and made up his mind.
So someone immediately brought Zhao Changqiang a sterile surgical gown, and then took him into the container RV.
"Isn't that too hasty?" Dr. Wang suddenly said to the old man while watching Zhao Changqiang leaving with firm steps.
"Do we have any other options? If Xiaoqiang becomes a vegetative state, life would be worse than death!" the old man said firmly. At this time, he could only choose to believe the young man.
Zhao Changqiang moved very quickly. He came out within five minutes of entering. Before the old man could ask questions, he said calmly: "It was successful. The blood is flowing out of the brain now. There should be no problem. You can go in."
take a look."
"Really?" Dr. Wang could hardly believe his ears. Isn't this young man so amazing? There are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers among the Chinese people. Such an international problem was solved in an understatement by the little farmer in front of him!
The old man said nothing and had already stepped up the iron steps of the container truck. Dr. Wang also walked up quickly.
"Grandpa, that boy is so amazing. He just stuck a needle in my brother's ear, and he woke up!"
As soon as the old man walked in, a girl was lying on the hospital bed and said to him excitedly. She had already woken up, her wounds were bandaged neatly, and she seemed to be in good spirits.
"Xiao Min, be good, don't talk, take good care of yourself." The old man said to the girl lovingly, and then looked at his grandson Qian Qiqiang carefully.
I saw him lying flat on the hospital bed, his head tilted slightly to the left, with a hollow silver needle inserted in his left ear. Slightly black blood dripped from the silver needle onto the absorbent paper under his head and on his nose.
Wearing an oxygen mask and an infusion needle in his arm, his eyes have been opened and he is looking at the old man.
"Xiaoqiang." The old man called softly.
Xiaoqiang's mouth moved, as if he wanted to call grandpa.
"Hey, good boy, don't talk. Recuperate and recuperate quietly. Don't worry, grandpa will definitely investigate this car accident. I know that this must be a spy activity targeting our People's Liberation Army headquarters!"
The old man's eyes suddenly emitted a real light, like a sharp sword!
Xiaoqiang nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes again. He still felt dizzy.
"Grandpa, you must thank that little brother. He is our savior!" Qian Qimin said to the old man with a smile.
"Grandpa knows, what if grandpa marries his granddaughter to him? I'm a little brother, she may be older than you!" The old man was in a good mood when he saw that his grandson and granddaughter were out of danger, and he even started joking with his granddaughter.
"Grandpa, you are making fun of Xiao Min again. I will ignore you." Qian Qimin said with a pout.
The old man and Dr. Wang were afraid of disturbing the rest of the two brothers and sisters, so they did not stay in the car for long and quickly walked out of the RV.
Outside, the traffic policemen and people from the local hospital who came before had begun to leave, but the soldiers still stood there like javelins, looking around vigilantly, frightening some of the villagers who noticed something was going on here and wanted to come and see the excitement.
I ran home in a hurry and didn't even hoe the grass.
Several other soldiers started tinkering with the Lamborghini, apparently intending to dismantle it and take it away.
"Young man, it's all thanks to you this time! Our Qian family are not ungrateful people. You can say whatever you want!"
The old man held Zhao Changqiang's hand hard and said repeatedly.
"Old man, do you think you have to pay me some money for young crops?" Zhao Changqiang said awkwardly what he had been holding in his heart for a long time.
"Green crop fee?" the old man asked doubtfully, but when he saw the sweet potato seedlings that had been cut into rotten pieces around him, he immediately said boldly: "Yes, crops are the life of farmers. If they are damaged, you have to pay the green crop fee."
.How much do you want?”
Dr. Wang listened to Zhao Changqiang's words and thought to himself: "This young man is really interesting. He doesn't want the surgery fee, but the youth fee."
He thought Zhao Changqiang was just looking for an excuse to ask for a sum of money.
Of course, people should ask for this money, and no amount is too much.