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Although Omar is arrogant, but not stupid, he immediately understood Minghui's careful thoughts, grinned and said:

"It was already your honor to challenge you in my capacity. You still want to play tricks with me. When I have a good temper?"

He had a smile on his face, but his smile gave people a crocodile smile no matter how he looked at it. Minghui shook his heart, he wouldn't hit me!

Omar didn't hit him. If he hits people for this little thing, he might not be a doctor. He just frightened his opponent and made his opponent afraid of him.

In fact, he had beaten someone once, but it was a bit hard, and it was on an internationally renowned occasion, so he became famous all at once.

Many people therefore don't want to be opponents with him, and he is also very happy.

He likes this feeling very much. The opponent is afraid of him, so he is invisible, and it is difficult to fully display his own strength.

So he often made a fierce look, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

For example, Minghui had a numb scalp at this time. Although killing is a trivial matter to him, it is all done by his subordinates, he can't!

And this is a major event of national concern. How can you see people in the future if you slap everyone in the face?

He quickly sorted out his emotions, calmed himself down, and said in a deep voice: "I'm better than you in pain, do you dare?"

Chinese medicine has great advantages in neck, shoulder, waist and leg pain, and other pains. Minghui is confident that he stands at the top of Chinese medicine in this regard and should have a chance to win.

"Pain department? Of course."

Omar was taken aback for a moment and then nodded in agreement. The host hurriedly asked Dean Tu Lei, "Dean Tu, are there any pain patients?"

Tu Lei smiled and said, "Yes, and there are many."

The host said: "Find the two most serious!"

Tu Lei took the walkie-talkie and shouted down, "Director Liu, look for two pain patients."

Liu Yang quickly found two patients and brought them over, to be precise.

But it was not the pain department, but brought it from the emergency department.

Both of them can't take care of their painful lives. They can only be pushed over with a cart and fixed on the cart with a special fixing strap.

"Which of you two will come first?"

The host asked.

Omar grinned and said, "Of course we started together. Isn't it more intuitive?"

Minghui acted as a benevolent doctor: "Patients are suffering every minute and every second. Naturally, the sooner the treatment, the better."

Liu Yang couldn't help smiling at the patient and said, "You are so lucky. I met such a major event when I first came today, otherwise our emergency department doctors may not be able to handle it!"

The patient did not answer, because they all yelled in pain, so there is no time to answer.

"How do patients divide?"

Minghui asked.

Among the two patients, a middle-aged woman in her 40s, a middle-aged man dressed as a worker, the woman was given to Omar, and the middle-aged man was treated by Minghui.

On the surface, the middle-aged woman seemed to have more pain. It was called a heart-piercing, and she couldn't live but die.

It's hard to imagine that a woman actually called out the sound of killing a pig, and the sound was terrifying and suffocating, and it made people feel hairy.

Not only was she howling, but she was also struggling like crazy. The special fixation belts in the hospital were all squeaked and squeaked, and no one could hold her back.

The man seemed to be slightly lighter, sometimes howling, and sometimes clenching his teeth, as big beads of sweat rolled off his body.

Without thinking too much, Minghui nodded and agreed, and the two began treatment separately.

Omar's treatment is simple and rude, and immediately shouted:

"Ma Fei!"

The host is also a medical worker, so he was stunned. Did Ma Fei use it casually?

Most painkillers are illegal drugs and cannot be used lightly. Is the Nobel Prize winner so self-willed?

"Mr. Omar?"

The host looked at Omar hesitantly, wondering if he heard it wrong.

Omar raised his brows, "I said Ma Fei, do you want me to repeat it a third time?"

"Uh...well!"

The host recovered his senses and exclaimed:

"Nurse, give medicine!"

This is the only patient in her working years who used Mafei before the diagnosis.

however!

Ma Fei was invalid, the middle-aged woman still couldn't stop howling, Omar waved his hand.

"Pump sodium nitroprusside."

"what!"

This time, Liu Yang and the others were stunned. Is this the rhythm of forced pain relief?

The host's face changed color, and he murmured: "Mr. Omar, are you sure you want to pump sodium nitroprusside?"

Sodium nitroprusside on the pump is a professional term, which is a small device for continuous intravenous injection with a powerful drug effect.

Omar said impatiently: "Yes! Don't question me and obey absolutely, OK?"

"OKOK!"

The middle-aged woman was struggling too fiercely. Several people forced her to build a fluid circuit and pumped sodium nitroprusside. After a while, her blood pressure dropped from more than 200 to more than 100, which was a little stable.

Omar ordered to continue using Mafei, and the patient's pain was partially relieved.

"What to do next?"

The host asked horribly.

"Blood path CT, I suspect she is a type A dissection patient!"

Omar was concise and clear.

"Type A mezzanine!"

The host immediately changed color.

Type A dissection means that the blood in the aortic lumen enters the aortic media from the tear of the aortic intima, separates the media, and expands along the long axis of the aorta to form a true and false two-lumen separation state of the aortic wall.

This disease is very rare, with an incidence of one in 100,000 to one in 200,000 per year, but it is very dangerous, with a mortality rate of up to 80%.

According to a special case, the middle-aged woman quickly got a CT scan and was diagnosed quickly. It was indeed a type A aortic dissection. Everyone was surprised.

"It really is a type A dissection patient, Mr. Omar is really a genius doctor!"

"That is, Mr. Omar is decisive. If it were us, it would definitely be delayed!"

"This is the gap, Mr. Omar deserves the Nobel Prize!"

"I don't think this competition needs to continue, Mr. Omar will win!"

At this time, the beautiful host stared at Omar, her eyes beaming:

"Mr. Omar, what happens next?"

Omar waved his hand, "Preparing for surgery, I want to cure her completely!"

The glass operating room came in handy again. Omar performed the operation. Liu Yang and Sun scrambled to be assistants for Omar. It was full of flattery.

On the other side, Minghui's patient, the middle-aged man, is getting worse and worse.

At first, his symptoms seemed to be slightly milder than those of middle-aged women, but they were persistent and continuous.

Minghui is also fully focused on the diagnosis.

Look, smell and ask!

After observation, it was found that the patient's body surface was red and swollen, and the body was stiff.

As for the questioning, it is impossible for the patient to answer, and the family can only answer it.

According to family members, the patient said at the beginning of the onset that it felt like tingling and burning like a fire, as if hot red glass pierced into the body and continued to be drawn out.

It was the first time that Minghui encountered this kind of case, and soon he saw sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't tell for a while.

Time is running out, and Minghui is afraid of losing to Omar, so when he has the idea, he uses a set of needles.

Yin and Yang nine needles.