Chapter 2820 You Can Still Hang Leaves on the Tree for Three to Five Years
Bao Longtao was a student of Mr. Peng back then, when the country was still very poor, especially when it fell on everyone and every family.
You can't get enough to eat, let alone meat. At that time, when I saw a bowl of braised pork, my eyes were blue and blue, like a wolf who was very hungry in the wilderness.
Twenty-year-old Bao Longtao and his classmates had no food in their stomachs. Every month after receiving the meat ticket, Mr. Peng would call them home to eat some meaty food.
This is a special memory belonging to that era.
Now Bao Longtao is tired of eating everything, and most of the time when eating at home, he also eats porridge and side dishes to relieve the greasy.
But no matter the porridge or side dishes or delicacies from mountains and seas, they always tasted infinitely inferior to the meat dishes that my teacher made back then.
Bao Longtao felt very uncomfortable when he thought that the old man had come to the end of his life, and that the smell of meaty vegetables he had missed for so many years could only become a memory. The past events from many years ago came to his mind, his heart was surging, and his eyes were a little moist unconsciously.
"Dean, Boss Zheng is still thinking about it."
After an unknown period of time, Zhou Chunyong persuaded him softly.
"Boss Zheng... Sigh." Bao Longtao sighed, shook his head slightly, and didn't say anything unpleasant.
It's old, and Zenker's diverticulum is just an inducement. If it were changed to 20 years ago, this would not be considered a disease at all. It would be fine to be hospitalized for surgery and discharged after 1 week, and it would have no effect on the body.
But the 84-year-old man, to put it bluntly, will drop scum if he doesn't move. Once there is a sign of trouble, any "little" problem like the last broken bone in life will kill.
Once the surgical blow breaks the inherent balance point, the whole body will slide downward at an accelerated rate, until death is the end.
Boss Zheng...he is kind, and has been arguing with that Professor Su since he came in. Sometimes the two talked in a soft voice, and sometimes someone insisted on his own opinion and put on a posture of arguing.
More often, both of them are thinking quietly, concentrating like a statue of a thinker.
The pen given by the waiter lightly draws on the paper, the sketch is really good, Boss Zheng has very good art skills. But other than that, Bao Longtao didn't think he could solve the problem of Zenker's diverticulum in an 84-year-old man.
After waiting for half an hour, Bao Longtao was not in a hurry, but discussed with a few old classmates in the group about meeting tomorrow and reminiscing about the past.
People are willing to recall and summarize when they are old, and Bao Longtao is no exception.
Many details of my youth have been found out from the dusty corners, but it is still full of youthful taste.
Going to see the old man off tomorrow, Bao Longtao was at a loss when he thought about what he had to do tomorrow. The weather is not very good, there are dense clouds outside, and it is about to snow, the old man must not insist on going home.
"It's done!" Su Yun roared suddenly, making Bao Longtao tremble.
"..." Bao Longtao didn't know how to describe it. His memory was interrupted, and he almost had a heart attack. Young people nowadays don't know how to respect themselves as an old man.
"President Bao, Lao Zhou, the operation plan has been designed." Su Yun took the sketch of the last chapter, walked to the table with a smile, and patted the plain face in front of Bao Longtao with a "slap".
When Bao Longtao looked at a detailed sketch, it didn't seem realistic, but more freehand, and even... He thought it was a concluding formula of three-dimensional geometry.
"Professor Su, the teacher and the teacher's wife have already decided to leave the hospital automatically, and they should have already arrived at the imperial capital's house by this time." Bao Longtao sighed, "The old man wants Ye Luo to return to his roots, and he has been recuperating in the handsome mansion recently. It will take eight or nine hours to go back to his hometown. They are worried that if it drags on, they will not be able to go back.”
Su Yun was slightly taken aback, and then smiled, "It's just a Zenker's diverticulum. After it's cured, you can go back anytime and anywhere. If you want the leaf to return to its roots, it's probably not a problem for that leaf to hang on the treetop for another three to five years."
"..." Bao Longtao looked at Su Yun in bewilderment, he didn't know who gave this young man confidence.
In the handsome mansion, almost all the experts in cardiothoracic surgery and geriatrics, who are counted in the country, have read the old man's information, and there is no good way except to take the risk of combined neck and chest incision surgery.
"Professor Su, are you doing it by intervention?" Zhou Chunyong was full of anticipation, looking forward to Boss Zheng and Su Yun being able to fly out of the sky again and solve this problem with a magical pen.
"Old Zhou, what are you thinking!" Su Yun said contemptuously, "A few years ago, Zenker's diverticulum could be solved with titanium clips and transparent caps, but unfortunately this technology was not yet mature at that time."
"It's not that it's immature, it's that it hasn't come out yet." Zheng Ren corrected.
"That's probably what it means. Now Zenker's diverticulum is too big to be solved with endoscopy and diverticuloscopy." Su Yundao, "The combined neck and chest incision is too traumatic, so my boss and I designed a thoracoscopic solution. "
devised a formula...
Both Bao Longtao and Zhou Chunyong were stunned.
What the hell is this talking about? Is it easy to design and solve specific diseases according to each patient's own situation?
In fact, there are more or less similar situations in every operation, which is called adapting to the situation. No one can step into the same river twice, and no one can perform two identical surgeries.
But fundamentally re-planned a brand new technique, this is called originality! Just like the new tips surgery, it is called Zheng-Rudolf surgery.
But that is a technique that won the Nobel Prize. How long has it just passed? One hour? The spell was created? !
Based on his decades of clinical experience, Bao Longtao believes that this is impossible.
"Principal Bao, that's all we can do. Originally, I was thinking of showing this picture to the teachers of the Shuai Mansion, and they would understand that the operation should be possible, so the boss should stop showing off. But now the old man is discharged from the hospital automatically. You can go to 912, the boss and I will be on stage!" Su Yun was a little excited.
Born in Xiehe, he seldom goes back. After all, he calls out to everyone he sees, teacher. How can he go to a hospital like the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University to smash people with medical records.
Upon hearing the news that the old man was discharged from the hospital, Su Yun became more interested. He looked at Bao Longtao and said, "Well, Dean Bao, hurry up and send the drawings to the professionals. To put it bluntly, it's not that I'm lazy. Let’s just say, it’s because you’re like a mountain, and you’ve been an old doctor for decades, so it’s impossible not to understand this truth.”
Bao Longtao was dumbfounded. To be honest, he really didn't understand Zenker's diverticulum. As for the new technique developed by Boss Zheng and Professor Su, I probably don't understand it, let alone the subtle differences.
As a face to Boss Zheng and Professor Su, Bao Longtao nodded, took a photo of the sketch, and sent it to several people at the same time.
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The richness of the Song Dynasty is recognized by later generations!
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