Mr. Wu was thin and pale, lying on the bed very sluggishly.
Mr. Wu has heart disease, high blood pressure, and diabetes. He has all the diseases that old people have.
However, these diseases were not the main factors that killed him.
Mr. Wu's biggest illness is brain pain.
Previously, Mr. Li had a headache due to a bullet in his head, which could be regarded as physical damage from the outside, but Mr. Wu was different.
Every time his head hurt, it was as if he was trapped in an iron ring, his head was splitting, and he almost felt like he was about to explode.
The hospital also examined Mr. Wu's head and took X-rays. They could not see any tumors or neurological abnormalities in Mr. Wu's head.
Mr. Wu took countless medicines and injections, but he still didn't feel better.
Now every time I have a headache, I can only rely on taking some analgesic medicine to suppress my headache.
As a student of Woodman, a world-renowned brain scientist, Chang Wei naturally has in-depth research on the human brain.
The same goes for Chen Yuanyuan.
It would be best to invite these two people to treat the old man's head.
Chang Wei knew something about Mr. Wu's condition before he came. At this moment, he and Chen Yuanyuan began to diagnose the old man.
He first watched the film he had taken before, and then used his own method to examine the old man's head...
I asked Mr. Wu again, and Mr. Wu also answered seriously.
Everyone was watching Chang Wei and Chen Yuanyuan's diagnosis and treatment, and did not dare to speak for fear of disturbing him.
However, as Chang Wei and Chen Yuanyuan made their diagnosis, their brows also frowned slightly.
Yan Hui, who was standing aside, saw that Chang Wei's face looked a little unhappy, so he asked: "Doctor Chang, how is the old leader's illness?"
Chang Wei thought for a moment and said: "According to my preliminary diagnosis, part of the nerves in the old man's brain are necrotic, which causes the old man to have splitting headaches from time to time!"
Chen Yuanyuan on the side also nodded slightly, expressing her affirmation of Chang Wei's diagnosis.
When Mr. Wu heard that the nerves in his brain were necrotic, he sighed softly and asked: "Dr. Chang, don't be so pretentious. Just tell me, how long can I live?"
Chang Wei looked at Mr. Wu and said, "Old leader, please forgive me."
"It's okay to just say it! My old man has lived for seventy-eighty years. What big storms and waves have he never seen? As the old saying goes, seventy-three eighty-four, the king of hell won't ask you to go! I'm over seventy-three, do I still care about life and death? Tell me.
!" The old man said extremely open-mindedly.
"Okay, then let me speak frankly, junior."
Chang Wei said: "Part of the nerves in the old man's head gradually became necrotic, causing the old man's headache. As time went by, the necrotic nerves in the old man's brain gradually expanded, and it also affected the old man's physical functions. In serious cases, it may
…”
"What will happen?" Others asked quickly.
"The old man will be hemiplegic, or even paralyzed." Chang Wei sighed softly and continued: "Even, the old man will directly..."
Chang Wei's next words were not spoken, and the meaning was self-evident.
Mr. Wu then asked: "Young man, just tell me directly, under good circumstances, how long can I live?"
Chang Wei said bitterly: "Old man, under good circumstances, you can still live... for three months, but if it gets worse, it will probably be... with all due respect, only one month."
Wow!
Chang Wei's words caused the expressions of those present to change drastically.
After hearing this, the old man said calmly: "Enough is enough! I have lived a sufficient life in this life! Then I will eat well and drink well to spend the last time."
"Old leader, Dr. Chang might be able to find a treatment, don't worry."
Someone advised.
"That's right, old leader, don't give up on yourself." Someone else said.
"Doctor Chang, in your opinion, how should I treat the old man?" At this time, others looked at Chang Wei and asked.
Chang Wei glanced at Chen Yuanyuan, who said: "Brother, please tell me."
"Okay, let me say it."
Chang Wei nodded and said: "Everyone, let me tell you the truth, I do have a treatment plan."
oh?
Everyone was overjoyed when they heard there was a treatment plan. As long as there was a treatment plan, it would be great!
In order to express himself, Yan Hui immediately said: "Dr. Chang, I knew you would not let us down if I invited you here. What treatment plan can you tell me?"
Chang Wei glanced at him and said, "My treatment plan is to perform a craniotomy on the old man."
Craniotomy?!
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed slightly.
You know, the human brain is as complex as the universe, so performing a craniotomy is no child’s play!
Even Mr. Wu's face changed when he heard that he wanted to open his head.
The old man was not afraid of death, but the thought of using a knife to open his head made him panic.
Chang Wei continued: "Yes, craniotomy. Part of the nerves in the old man's head are necrotic. I can only do craniotomy for the old man. Through surgery, the necrotic nerves will be cut off, so that other nerves will not be affected... It's just that
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Chang Wei hesitated for a moment when he said this.
Others quickly asked: "Just what?"
"It's just that the risk of this operation is extremely high, and the success rate is extremely low." Chang Wei said with a somewhat solemn voice.
"What's the risk? What's the success rate?" Yan Hui asked hurriedly.
"There is an 80% risk, and the success rate is less than 20%! Once a risk occurs, the old man can only..."
Chang Wei once again speaks for itself.
The success rate is less than 20%?!
This made everyone look extremely ugly.
With such a low success rate, isn't this equivalent to asking Mr. Wu to die?!
Chang Wei then added: "Everyone, the human brain is as complex as the universe. Even if my teacher comes here, he can only increase the success rate of the operation to 30%. Moreover, this is based on bringing in advanced medical equipment from the West.
Under certain circumstances, otherwise...hey!
Everyone, if you want me to try it, I am willing to give it a try, but please be mentally prepared!"
Everyone was silent. No one could be the master of the old man, and no one dared to do so.
Even the old man's children were silent.
"Then Doctor Chang, let me ask you, if the operation is successful by chance, how long can I live?"
Mr. Wu suddenly asked.
"You can still live for three years..." Chang Wei replied.
When Mr. Wu heard this, he suddenly smiled and said: "That's all, it's not worth opening my head for these three years!"