After the operation, the little boy was sent to the ICU ward for 24-hour comprehensive monitoring.
Although the operation was successful, it has just completed the first step for the disease. Postoperative recovery and anti-infection are the most important.
The next 48 hours are the critical time for the little boy to survive the dangerous period.
It is not a complete success until you leave the ICU and transfer to the general ward.
"Doctor, how is my baby?"
As soon as he walked out of the gate of the operating room, the child's parents rushed over.
They grabbed Qin Feng's hand and asked eagerly.
"Don't worry, the operation was a success."
He looked at the couple in front of him, smiled and nodded.
Hearing this, the child's mother burst into tears.
Plop!
Immediately afterwards, both of them knelt down on the ground, weeping bitterly.
"Thank you doctor, thank you! You are the benefactor of our family!"
boom boom boom~
As they spoke, they kowtowed heavily three times.
It seems that all the sadness and sadness that have been accumulated over the past few years have been released at this moment.
"Don't do this, this is what we should do."
Qin Feng quickly reached out to help the two of them up, and comforted him,
"Successful operation is only the first step now, and it depends on the child whether he can survive the safety period.
What we can do is over, and it will depend on you to take good care of him in the future so that he can recover better. "
"We understand, we understand!"
The man embraced his tearful wife, nodded heavily with tears in his eyes,
"Thank you, Doctor Qin, for saving our child's life!"
"Okay, let's go see the kid."
Qin Feng nodded and smiled.
After finishing speaking, let the nurse take the two of them away and go to the ICU.
"Teacher Qin, you are amazing!"
Beside him, Qin Siyu stared at him adoringly and said.
"Is it great?"
Seeing this, Qin Feng showed a thoughtful expression.
"You are amazing!"
Yan Yu immediately echoed, "This is an extremely difficult operation in brain surgery. Dr. Qin, you have done it so well, I want to kneel down!"
"Hehe~ it's just fur, if you want to learn, I will teach you~"
"Well! I will definitely come to you!"
Qin Siyu nodded firmly.
"Okay, I'll wait."
Qin Feng encouraged after hearing the words.
It is extremely difficult for a resident doctor to come to intensive care medicine~
The three of them were chatting, and when they raised their heads, they found a group of people at the end of the corridor.
The person at the forefront was Yuan Bin, the vice president who made the decision to recruit him into the department, and one of the founders of intensive medicine.
Next to him were Meng Dawei, who was full of smiles, and a woman who was about forty or fifty years old, also staring at him.
"Hello, Dean."
Qin Feng walked up to the crowd, nodded and called out.
"Qin Feng, you are famous today!"
Yuan Bin smiled and nodded, reached out and patted his shoulder vigorously,
"It really gives us the face of intensive care medicine, haha~"
After finishing speaking, he couldn't help laughing heartily.
"Director Meng, your surgery is not as good as my junior brother, is it?"
At this moment, the woman spoke to Meng Dawei.
"I admit this, we finally have a master who can overwhelm them in severe cases, and he is still so young, I guess Lao Xia's eyes are red, hahaha!"
Meng Dawei didn't seem to mind at all, instead he laughed happily.
"Little brother?"
Hearing this, Qin Feng was a little puzzled.
"Come on, Qin Feng, let me introduce you."
Meng Dawei pulled him over, pointed at the woman in front of him and said,
"This is Cheng Hongjuan from our Department of Hepatobiliary Medicine, Director Cheng."
"Hi, Director Cheng."
Only then did Qin Feng understand when he heard the words, and offered to extend his hand.
"What is Director Cheng? It's Senior Sister."
Cheng Hongjuan's expression was serious, and she gave him a reproachful look.
"Senior Sister?"
"Director Cheng is also a student of Yuan, but she is from 1998, and you are from 20, hahaha!"
I go!
Hearing Meng Dawei's words, he reacted.
This Director Cheng is also a disciple of Professor Yuan Rushan, so he and she are in the same school!
"Don't listen to Lao Meng's nonsense. Although I am much older than you, according to the seniority of our medical profession, you and Lao Meng are of the same generation."
Cheng Hongjuan glanced at Meng Dawei angrily, then smiled and said,
"If he dares to bully you in the future, you can tell the senior sister, and the senior sister will support you!
It's a big deal that we won't stay in intensive care medicine, and at least we will give you a deputy director when you come to our internal medicine department. "
As soon as the words fell, Meng Dawei's expression froze, he opened his mouth but was unable to refute.
Because what Cheng Hongjuan said was true!
His teacher and Professor Yuan are the same batch of overseas medical students, one majoring in internal medicine and the other in intensive care medicine.
After returning, he began to devote his life to education, research and development in the medical professional field, and finally died of exhaustion at the age of 78.
In terms of seniority, although Qin Feng is about 30 years older than him, the master is really of the same generation!
It seems to be taken advantage of!
Of course, this is all a joke.
The vice president, Yuan Bin, is also his younger brother. Now the two brothers have worked hard for half their lives along the path of the teacher, and have fully supported the top intensive medicine in the country.
Even if its status is placed in front of Yuan Rushan and other national medical masters, it is not much weaker.
After all, medicine relies on science and strength!
After the end, Qin Feng returned to the office, and everyone else left.
Soon, the news of the success of the hemispherectomy operation spread throughout the hospital, causing countless doctors to be shocked.
After learning that the chief surgeon is Qin Feng, who is in intensive care medicine, the new handsome guy with a great reputation.
In the past, those who still embraced him and entered the strongest department in the country, intensive care medicine, all shut up for a while.
Brain Surgery Super Difficult Surgery!
Such a record already needs an explanation, if there is one sentence.
You can go, you can't, don't beep!
"Qin Feng, you are famous, hahaha!"
Sure enough, within half an hour, Lin Hai rushed over excitedly with his mobile phone,
"Look, look, the hospital sent good news to our department and you."
Qin Feng heard the words and looked at the picture on his mobile phone, the background color was red and festive, with prominent big characters.
[Congratulations to Qin Feng, the attending doctor of the intensive medicine department of our hospital, for successfully completing the resection of cerebral hemisphere atrophy! ]
"It's not good to be so ostentatious."
"What's the matter? We are old traditions."
Hearing this, Lin Hai smiled and waved his hands,
"Every time there is such a super-high-level major operation in our hospital, the whole hospital will report it, and there will be bonuses!"
"Bonuses? So good?"
Hearing this, Qin Feng's eyes lit up.
This is a good idea!
Since he got the system, although his medical skills have been increasing and becoming stronger every day, he has also seen many differences.
In this world, although doctors are famous for curing diseases and saving lives, they have a high status.
But what a real doctor sees is powerlessness~
Even if he alone can cure all diseases in the world, so what?
How many people can be cured with one's own efforts in this life?
Ever since he was about to leave Jiangcheng, Qin Feng fell into a thought.
How to leave this body of medical skills and medicine to guide the way for future generations, so that there are no incurable diseases in the world.
At least one more person is saved, and one family suffers less.
but,
This also has a premise, that is, doctors need to have benevolence first, and since utilitarianism cannot be avoided, let it become a driving method.
It is not the top tertiary hospitals like Xiehe that need bonuses the most, but the grassroots hospitals in towns and counties.
…
In the office, Qin Feng thought about this idea, but he didn't have a specific idea yet.
It takes more than money to make this happen, but timing and support.
Take his time, there is still time in this life.
"It's time, Qin Feng, let's eat!"
"Come on, I'm hungry too."
Hearing Lin Hai's voice, he nodded.
The operation just now did consume a lot of energy.
Even with his abnormal physique beyond ordinary people, facing such a super-difficult operation would consume a lot of energy. It is estimated that he will be almost exhausted after twelve or three consecutive operations.
Of course, if someone else found out about this, they would probably have taken him directly to the vivisection room.
Not to mention the doctors in the hospital, even from the beginning of Western medicine to the present, I have never heard of a human being who can persist in such consumption. How strong is the spirit, strength and control?
Of course, Liu Yan'er has a deep understanding of this question~~~
Boom~
Qin Feng, Lin Hai and the others were talking and laughing all the way, when just as they went downstairs, a figure suddenly ran into their arms.
"Ouch!"
In the next second, he stretched out his hand like lightning, and grabbed the arm that was about to fall.
It was a little boy about seven or eight years old, who exclaimed in pain.
"Are you OK?"
Qin Feng waited for him to stand firmly before letting go, and asked with concern.
"I'm fine, thank you ~ thank you, Uncle Doctor!"
The little boy shook his head vigorously, panting heavily, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and his clothes were already soaked.
"Goodbye, uncle."
After speaking, the little boy waved to him, and strode forward again, with a stubborn expression on his face.
Qin Feng suddenly had a curious expression on his face.
When he arrived at the cafeteria, Qin Feng finished his meal and sat down. Just as he was about to get up after eating, a familiar figure suddenly walked in.
It was the little boy who had bumped into him earlier.
It's just that this time there is an extra woman beside the little boy, who seems to be his mother.
"Little Zhongqiu, what do you want to eat today?"
The little boy followed the woman to the window, and the aunt inside seemed to know him too, and asked enthusiastically.
"Auntie, I want to eat shredded potatoes. This meat needs to be fat. Help me make a pot of rice, thank you!"
? ? ?
Qin Feng happened to be sitting not far away, and was stunned when he heard the little boy's words, did he hear it wrong?
A pot of rice?
"Okay, wait a minute."
After the words were finished, the aunt picked up the spoon and beat a big spoon full of shredded potatoes and braised pork.
Then they took out a small porcelain basin from below, which was much bigger than theirs, and the rice was almost full.
Such an amount, let alone a child, eats more than Lin Hai next to him!
The aunt who cooked rice poured two spoonfuls of braised pork soup on the rice, and sent a few pieces of meat by the way, which looked quite attractive.
"Here!"
With that said, the aunt handed out the meals to the mother and son.
At this moment, he still thought that this might be what they ate together, but what happened next was completely beyond his imagination.
The little boy held the bowl of rice in front of him, took a spoon and ate it in big mouthfuls, deliberately chewing every bite until it was completely ground before swallowing.
The mother sitting opposite the little boy did not have a caring and smiling face, but her eyes seemed to show distress.
Looking at this scene, Qin Feng frowned slightly, and suddenly he was a little puzzled, and his eyes rested on the little boy who was eating meat and food.
Is there something wrong with this little boy?
But he couldn't see it at all!
And what kind of disease should you eat so desperately?
"I'm done eating, let's go."
Finally, Lin Hai also finished eating, and they left the cafeteria.
Back in the office, Qin Feng suddenly remembered that he forgot to sign in in order to prepare for the operation today.
'Sign in! '
[Ding! Sign in on the 1125th day, congratulations to the host for obtaining the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine: the art of Wangqi]
! ! !
Hearing the voice in his mind, Qin Feng's eyes lit up immediately.
One of the top four diagnostic techniques in traditional Chinese medicine, Wangqi!