"How do I know what you want to do?" Li Wanru asked.
"For example, if someone is constipated, should we dilute it to circulate it?" Wang Gensheng gave an analogy that was vivid and easy to understand.
But Li Wanru sounded a little disgusted. This analogy was too far-fetched.
One is the brain and the other is the butt. They are two completely unrelated organs, but they were forced to be combined together by Wang Gensheng.
"I still don't understand." Li Wanru said softly.
"Oh, don't say you don't understand, I don't even understand." Wang Gensheng sighed and shrugged.
"..."
Li Wanru also began to feel confused. Is Wang Gensheng's operation just a matter of trying to cross the river by feeling for the stones?
Wang Gensheng went to get the silver needles and started to insert them into Zhu Zitian.
Zhu Zitian was already asleep, and he didn't know that Wang Gensheng was getting the silver needle.
Li Wanru held the flashlight for Wang Gensheng. From beginning to end, she was just an observer. She had no idea what Wang Gensheng was doing.
After the silver needle was inserted, Wang Gensheng took the syringe filled with diluent and inserted it into Zhu Zitian's brain.
"Gensheng, what are you doing?" Li Wanru was so frightened that Wang Gensheng's behavior at this moment was a complete disregard for human life.
Injecting so much diluent into a person's brain will only damage the brain tissue and accelerate brain death.
Zhao Lan, who couldn't move or speak, was extremely anxious. To be precise, he was extremely angry.
His eyes were still rolling, but tears were welling up in his eyes.
A tube of diluent was suddenly injected into Zhu Zitian's head by Wang Gensheng. Li Wanru said nothing.
Even if he wanted to say something at this moment, it would be of no use. Wang Gensheng insisted on going his own way and would not listen to anyone's dissuasion or opinions.
After the diluent was injected, Wang Gensheng seemed to feel much more relaxed. He dragged a chair over and lay down on it leisurely.
Li Wanru was drunk, but at this moment, Wang Gensheng was still in the mood to sleep.
Zhao Lan was standing and Wang Gensheng was lying down. This sharp contrast left Li Wanru speechless for a while.
Wang Gensheng looked at Li Wanru and said with a smile: "Sister Wanru, why don't you sit down and rest for a while."
"Not in the mood." Li Wanru glared at Wang Gensheng.
"Sister Wanru, it's no big deal, just rest for a while." Wang Gensheng said calmly.
I don’t know how long it took before Wang Gensheng got up from the recliner.
Li Wanru came over hurriedly, holding a flashlight in her hand. It was only because the conditions were so simple that someone had to use a flashlight to illuminate the surgery.
Wang Gensheng used a sterile cotton swab to disinfect Zhu Zitian's head, and he didn't know when he got several more silver needles in his hand.
As we all know, silver needles are actually hollow, which is the wonderful thing about acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine.
After the silver needle is inserted, the organs and tissues inside the human body can breathe freely, and it is less likely to cause necrosis of the organs and tissues.
However, when Li Wanru saw Wang Gensheng piercing two silver needles nearly ten centimeters long into Zhu Zitian's head, she couldn't help but feel frightened.
Zhao Lan has said before that there are many subtle nerve endings in the human brain. Once encountered accidentally, it will not be as simple as cerebral palsy.
Wang Gensheng looked very solemn, or rather cautious.
It wasn't until the two silver needles were completely inserted that Wang Gensheng breathed a sigh of relief, and a layer of dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Wang Gensheng had been exposed to the scorching sun without sweating, but now he was sweating profusely. He must have been under tremendous pressure.
About five minutes later, Wang Gensheng started busy again.
He inserted a very thin needle into the hollow of the silver needle, and behind the needle was a syringe sleeve.
Wang Gensheng found a medical pump to inject air into the syringe sleeve, which was another incredible operation.
Zhao Lan was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but she was helpless.
Everyone knows that air cannot be injected into the human body. This is a medical taboo.
Wang Gensheng seemed to be going against the grain and blatantly opposed traditional medicine.
A miracle happened again. What Li Wanru didn't expect was that blood was dripping from the end of another silver needle.
Wang Gensheng quickly connected a drainage tube. Then he inserted the drainage tube into a glucose bottle.
What a good boy, Zhao Lan was dumbfounded at this moment.
The glucose bottle, which contained 500 milliliters, was almost filled with the blood flowing out of it.
It was not until there was no blood at all that Wang Gensheng stopped using a pump to inject air into the syringe.
Zhu Zitian was still drowsy, as if he were a dead pig.
Wang Gensheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a long breath again.
"Gensheng, is Mr. Zhu okay?" Li Wanru asked worriedly.
"What can be the problem? The operation has been completed." Wang Gensheng smiled lightly.
"What?" Li Wanru was shocked again.
It only took ten minutes or so. Is the operation completed?
"Sister Wanru, this is the so-called lesion, the wind in Zhu Zitian's brain. Hua Tuo wanted to use a sharp ax to split the patient's head, but I don't need to use a sharp ax."
Wang Gensheng said with a smile.
"Are you saying that you are better than Hua Tuo?" Li Wanru rolled her eyes at Wang Gensheng.
"How should I put it? The medical conditions now are different from those back then. His medical skills and mine are incomparable." Wang Gensheng smiled faintly again.
"I think so. How can you compare with Hua Tuo?" Li Wanru smiled proudly.
"I don't want to be compared with him. Having my head chopped off by others is not worth it." Wang Gensheng said slyly.
"..."
Li Wanru was speechless and sweating violently.
Zhao Lan had never seen such a craniotomy. Besides, she also saw the film taken by Zhu Zitian, and she saw that the saliva in the brain had turned into a hard lump.
But Wang Gensheng injected the diluent into Zhu Zitian's head, diluting the hard lump into blood.
Later, external air compression was used to drain all the blood and water from the brain.
Wang Gensheng saw Zhao Lan's confused look and pointed with one finger.
After a while, Zhao Lan made a sound and was able to speak.
Just as he was about to speak, Wang Gensheng made a shushing gesture: "Sister nurse, be quiet, be quiet."
The second time, Zhao Lan's body was no longer stiff and she could move freely, but she felt extremely sore all over.
"Wang Gensheng, I have to argue with you." Zhao Lan said angrily.
"Sister nurse, Zhu Zitian and I have already completed the operation, why do you still want to argue?" Wang Gensheng asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"..."
Zhao Lan was speechless.
"Sister nurse, do you have anything else to say?" Wang Gensheng asked with a smile.
"When will Mr. Zhu wake up?" Zhao Lan asked angrily.