Danhai Hospital's surgery live broadcast hall.

Du Jie walked in. A doctor saw him and said with some jokes: "Ha, Chinese medicine practitioners are here to learn skills again? That's right, that's how it should be. You Chinese medicine practitioners should have been eliminated long ago, so take the early change of career!"

Du Jie is a resident of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Danhai Hospital and has also systematically studied Western medicine.

He loves traditional Chinese medicine, but he is not resistant to Western medicine. He is especially interested in surgery that is relatively weak in traditional Chinese medicine, and he really wants to introduce surgery into traditional Chinese medicine.

So whenever he had time, he would go to the operation live viewing room to watch the operation live broadcast. The doctor just now was Song Hao, the attending physician of general surgery, and often mocked him.

Du Jie ignored him and found a seat in the last row and sat down. The doctor in the live broadcast room was in groups of three or three, whispering while watching.

A neurosurgery is being broadcast live at this moment.

Du Jie has read this medical record in the hospital's intranet live broadcast trailer. He knew that the patient drank with his friend twelve days ago. He suddenly had severe headaches and vomiting. He then fell into a coma and was sent to a local hospital. The CT of the craniocerebral brain showed subarachnoid hemorrhage.

After admission, he underwent cerebroane angiography, which showed an aneurysm at the beginning of the posterior communication artery and had to be removed surgically. So he was transferred to their hospital, Danxi Hospital, the leading national neurosurgery department.

This is a difficult operation, and Director Tao of the Brain Surgery Department personally took the surgery.

Du Jie looked at the big screen carefully and the operation had begun for a while. On the screen, the aneurysm was as sudden as a balloon, with serious adhesions to the surrounding structure.

After Director Tao carefully isolated the tumor, he was obviously hesitating whether to close the tumor neck?

The doctors in the live broadcast room were talking.

At this moment, suddenly, Du Jie felt a mysterious white light from the deep and vast starry sky hit his head directly through the hospital building.

The inheritance of the flying immortal from the sky!

In an instant, a huge amount of Western and Traditional Chinese Medicine knowledge rushed into his brain.

At the same time, he felt that his body had gained some magical superpower.

Then, a video appeared in my mind, which turned out to be the scene of the surgical patient after the operation. - high fever, electrolyte disorder, and death after two days of indifference!

Forensic examination confirmed that the deceased waschemia and respiratory failure of the hypothalamic stem, and the reason for this was the clamping of the tumor at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, the mysterious video in my mind disappeared.

Du Jie shouted and stood up suddenly.

What the hell?

What's going on with the white light hitting my head?

How come there is such a huge amount of Western and Traditional Chinese Medicine knowledge in my mind?

Also, what happened to the video of the surgical patient's condition worsening after surgery that appears in my mind?

He stayed there, looking around in a daze.

No one saw the strange white light. However, his scream scared everyone in the audience and turned their heads to see him.

Du Jie felt that the magical superpower did exist in his body, which made him believe that it was not a daydream just now, but a real one.

He has obtained some mysterious inheritance.

At this moment, in the live video, Director Tao is already preparing to clamp the tumor neck.

"You can't clamp it!" Du Jie suddenly screamed.

"What did you say?" Yan Fuming, the vice president in charge of neurosurgery, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and glared at him unhappily, "Who are you?"

Danxi Hospital is a famous Grade A hospital in the country. It is too big. There are about 2,000 medical staff in the staffing. The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is not popular at all. As the vice president, he is not aware of him, a young doctor in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Du Jie didn't bother to introduce himself, pointing to the picture on the big screen where he was about to clamp the tumor neck and said, "You can't clamp it, otherwise the patient will not live for two days!"

The video that appeared in his brain just now was too real. He didn't believe it was just an illusion, maybe a trailer, who knows? He ignored it completely and blurted out in order to save people.

"What did you say? Who are you?"

A doctor who knew him next to him said, "His name is Du Jie, he is a resident of the Chinese medicine department. He has just been in the hospital for a year."

"Traditional Chinese medicine? Do you understand neurosurgery? Why do you say that?"

Du Jie quickly walked to the big screen, pointed to the screen and said: "This aneurysm is actually a dilation of the posterior traffic artery. This slender artery is the posterior traffic artery. Once closed, it will block blood flow, causing brain hypoxia, brain stem ischemia infarction, and the patient will not live for two days!"

A young doctor in traditional Chinese medicine actually accurately said a series of neurosurgery-related knowledge, which surprised everyone, especially Vice President Yan Fuming.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the screen: "You said this slender artery is a posterior communication artery?"

"Yes, it's stuck with an aneurysm, and it's almost impossible to see on the video, but it's true!"

"Don't talk nonsense if you can't see it!" Yan Fuming said in a deep voice, "Sit down if you want to see it, go out if you don't see it, don't affect everyone's observation of the operation!"

At this time, Director Tao had already clamped the tumor on the live broadcast of the operation.

"It's over!" Du Jie stomped his feet and shouted, "Stop him quickly and remedy him quickly, it will be dead!"

The doctors in the live broadcast room began to mock Du Jie loudly:

"Okay, President Yan told you not to say it, didn't you hear it?"

"What is a Chinese medicine practitioner involved in? Do you know how to operate? Is it just a fool?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine only uses massage to treat back pain and soreness."

"Wrong, I can still dig my eyes and rub the mud, hehe."

"Every Chinese medicine doctor thinks he is a miracle doctor."

"There are many things every year, and this year there are a lot!"

Du Jie glanced at everyone: "I'll leave my words here, this patient won't survive the morning after tomorrow! It's because of a tumor. You can wait and accept the roar of the patient's relatives!"

As he said that, he made great strides out of the operation live viewing room.

Xu Wenming, deputy director of the Oncology Department, accompanied Yan Fuming and said angrily: "He, a small resident in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, dares to point fingers in front of you, President Yan? Fortunately, President Yan is open-minded and wants to change it to them, so he must write a test."

Yan Fuming waved his hand: "Okay, don't pay attention to him. Let's continue to observe the operation. Director Tao's surgery is very powerful, and it's a rare opportunity to learn."

The operation is over.

Accompanied by Xu Wenming and others, Yan Fuming quickly arrived at the VIP room of the operating room waiting area. Dean Liu Chan was accompanying the patient's family with a smiling face.

In fact, the patient in this operation was extraordinary. Cui Wentian, a famous rich man in China. The old silver-haired woman sitting on the sofa with a nervous expression was Cui Wentian's wife, next to her was his son, daughter and some other relatives. Everyone didn't speak and waited silently.

The reason why Cui Wentian is so valued by the hospital is accompanied by the director himself is because he is a great philanthropist, with a net worth of 100 billion yuan but is willing to do charity, especially willing to help poor patients.

Danhai Hospital has received a lot of donations from this great philanthropist, and Cui Wentian has set up a special charity fund to help patients who cannot afford high medical expenses due to poor living.

Cui Wentian is the treasurer of Danhai Hospital, God of Wealth. There is a stone tablet in the garden behind the hospital. On it is Cui Wentian's calligraphy "Wentian" to commend Mr. Cui's contribution to the hospital.

Vice President Yan Fuming and others walked in quickly, and Mrs. Cui quickly stood up and asked, "How is the surgery?"

"The operation has been completed and it goes well. Don't worry, madam, I'll watch the whole time in the live broadcast room, no problem."

Dean Liu Chan nodded and said, "Yes, the person who is in charge of the surgery is Tao Ran, the director of the brain surgery department of our hospital. He is a famous brain surgery expert in China, a doctoral student in the United States, a professor of the medical school, and a doctoral supervisor. He is our first surgery in brain surgery. No one is stronger than him."

Mrs. Cui nodded: "It is precisely because your hospital is the best in China that our old man has transferred to your hospital for treatment. It is also because of the urgent condition that he doesn't care about sending it to the capital. I hope nothing happens."

"It shouldn't be." Liu Chan said with a smile.
Chapter completed!