Chapter 1330 - 1329: A Difficult Patient
"According to the brain CT scan, the patient is in a coma due to intracranial hemorrhage, and the bleeding is still ongoing. Without alleviation, it could lead to brain herniation within days.
If treatment is not administered promptly, it is highly likely to result in brain death for the patient, or even direct death."
In the conference room, several expert doctors were analyzing and studying the scans in their hands.
The doctor introducing the situation glanced at the hospital director at the head of the table, then at the elder seated to the right before continuing, "But the patient’s age is already eighty-three, and his health isn’t very good. Craniotomy is extremely risky."
"Such extensive and continuous intracranial hemorrhaging would be dangerous for even young people, let alone this patient," a doctor clicked his tongue in disbelief, "It’s simply..."
"Nine chances out of ten for survival," another doctor finished for him.
"After all, we are a Traditional Chinese Medicine hospital. We’re not specialized in such surgeries, let alone such risky craniotomies."
A doctor hesitated before suggesting, "Perhaps we should transfer him to Zhongyue Hospital or Xiangrui Hospital."
The director looked at the surgical specialists in the hospital with inquiry in his eyes.
The specialist shook his head with a bitter smile, "I’m truly not confident; it’s too risky.
Frankly speaking, I don’t believe Doctor Liu at Zhongyue or Doctor Li at Xiangrui have more confidence. If possible, I would recommend conservative treatment."
"How can conservative treatment be applied in such a situation?"
At this moment, the elder seated at the right foremost position finally spoke, "It’s simply because we lack the capability. I happen to know a Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner who used Silver Needles to draw out blood from the intracranial cavity of a patient with sudden brain hemorrhage and stopped the intracranial bleeding.
This led to the point where, upon hospital examination, they couldn’t detect anything, even though this person had walked past the Ghost Gate an hour ago."
"What?"
"Silver Needle bloodletting? Isn’t this the needle technique from Ancient Chinese Medicine legend?"
"Is it really this effective?"
"Doesn’t this exactly match Mr. Qin’s symptoms?"
"Elder Duan..."
An old doctor looked towards the elder, "Is he your colleague in Beidu?"
The elder shook his head, "No, it’s someone I met in Hai City... a young man."
The elder sitting at the right foremost position was Duan Chengru, who had met Lu Zheng several times. Lu Zheng had saved his son, Duan Yu Kai, from a brain hemorrhage (Chapter 633).
"A young man?"
"Is it true that young people studying Traditional Chinese Medicine are this skilled nowadays?"
Everyone looked at each other, clearly thinking of the most famous Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner in the hospital recently.
"By coincidence, I just had Xiao Wang go call Doctor Liu; she is an expert from Beidu, and we should hear her opinion too." The director smiled as he spoke.
Initially, the director did not recognize Liu Qingyan’s medical skill.
He joked that the people seeking connections with him were not from the medical system but from the National Security Headquarters!
He thought Liu Qingyan had come to the hospital to experience life before going undercover somewhere!
Because he had asked his friends in Beidu, and those associated with Liu Qingyan swore they knew her, while those disconnected expressed confusion about who this person was.
Wasn’t this a firm indicator?
The director felt he had discovered the truth but did not dare delve further.
If it was about treating diseases, she’d treat them; if it was tackling difficult cases, he’d comply with arrangements.
Although he didn’t understand why life’s experiences were once a week, he could only guess about other missions during that time, like understanding character backgrounds or learning medical skills.
However!
What one fears most is an "However!"
However, he didn’t expect Liu Qingyan to cure a facial paralysis patient on her first day of arrival, then continue without restraint.
Three weeks later, the director was stunned.
Was she truly a descendant of Ancient Chinese Medicine, truly skilled in medical arts?
Could it be that due to her or her family’s connections in National Security, she went through the National Security Headquarters?
Damn it, why not just say it outright and use the confidential channels? It’s startling!
Nonetheless, since Liu Qingyan proved her medical skills, naturally all doctors kept an eye on her. Faced with a tough case now, the director sent someone to bring Liu Qingyan in.
Right after the director finished speaking, the meeting room’s door was knocked.
"Come in."
The meeting room door was pushed open, and Assistant Wang held it, stepping aside to clear the passage for Liu Qingyan standing just outside.
"Hello, Director. Hello, everyone."
Liu Qingyan entered the meeting room, nodded in greeting, glanced at the director, and took a seat at the vacant chair behind the meeting table.
Then the meeting assistant handed over the patient’s information and examination sheet to Liu Qingyan.
Liu Qingyan didn’t pay attention to the complex and curious looks she received from the room, focusing solely on the documents in her hand.
The director looked at her with great expectation, while Duan Chengru’s gaze was full of curiosity and surprise, not expecting such a young Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner, which reminded him of someone else.
As Liu Qingyan read the documents, everyone started discussing again.
"Considering the patient’s age, craniotomy is truly too dangerous. If there’s another way to stop intracranial bleeding and draw the clotted blood out, it would be ideal."
"Can Silver Needle bloodletting really be done? The clotted area this time is considerable; though the location isn’t too dangerous, the amount of blood and the wound is more complicated than usual brain hemorrhages."
"Since Elder Duan knows a doctor capable of Silver Needle bloodletting, maybe inviting them could work? After all, we still have time."
Duan Chengru frowned and shook his head, "That person, although their medical skills are astonishing, isn’t a doctor."
"Not a doctor?" Everyone was curious.
Duan Chengru nodded and chuckled, "They aren’t a doctor or make a living by practicing medicine. If it weren’t for my son’s sudden accident, they wouldn’t have intervened."
Everyone turned to look at Duan Chengru.
Duan Chengru glanced at them curiously before shaking his head, "They’re a contemporary genius, have the Ancient Chinese Medicine lineage, and even practice Qi Refining techniques; otherwise, they couldn’t achieve Silver Needle bloodletting, but..."
Duan Chengru shook his head and sighed, "Forget it; lives are at stake. I’ll have Yu Kai call him and hope he’ll agree."
After Duan Chengru finished, another doctor untimely asked, "Well, does he have a medical license?"
Everyone, "..."
Duan Chengru shook his head, "He shouldn’t."
"Then how can hospital procedures go? Will the patient’s family have an opinion? If an accident occurs..." That doctor hesitated, "I don’t mean to be unwilling, just concerned about what might happen..."
Everyone was speechless. If everything went well, fine; if any mistake happened and the media headlined ’Let a non-licensed youth host the surgery,’ Longhua Hospital’s reputation would be finished.
This responsibility, even if all doctors in the conference room took it together, would be unbearable.
At this point, the director suddenly broke the silence, looking towards the far end of the meeting table, "Doctor Liu, you’re also a descendant of Ancient Chinese Medicine, do you have anything to say?"