Chapter 439 Acupuncture and anesthesia

"This..." Zhao Qingshun felt that what the vice president said made some sense. After all, Zhang Wenzhong is famous at home and abroad for traditional Chinese medicine, but he has never heard of him having research in neurosurgery. If the operation is successful, everything will be fine. But if the operation fails, Heting County People's Hospital will be more or less implicated. But at the same time, Zhao Qingshun did not want to prescribe Zhang Wenzhong. For a moment, he seemed a little hesitant.

Although the conversation between Zhao Qingshun and the vice president suppressed the voice very low, and even a few people standing by them could not hear it, Zhang Wenzhong held all the conversation between them. He was not angry about the vice president's words. After all, the "Mingzhe protects himself" is common in today's world. Who would have made the absurd things like saving people to be wronged and pay for money to go to jail?

Zhang Wenzhong did not let Zhao Qingshun hesitate for too long, and said first: "Since your hospital is inconvenient, please go through the discharge procedures for Xiao Lulin. I will take him to Yongcheng Hospital and have the surgery there."

Zhao Qingshun and the vice president's expressions became awkward. They had already guessed that Zhang Wenzhong had probably heard the conversation between them just now. Although they were both surprised, how did Zhang Wenzhong hear such a small voice? But they also knew that this was not the time to consider this issue.

The vice president poked Zhao Qingshun with his hand beside him, indicating that he could follow Zhang Wenzhong's words. In this way, he would not cause any trouble for the hospital. However, Zhao Qingshun did not want to leave a bad impression on Zhang Wenzhong. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind in an instant. He did not do it according to the vice president's idea. Instead, he said to Zhang Wenzhong with a smile on his face: "Professor Zhang, look at what you said. It is the honor of our hospital to borrow the operating room of our hospital. No matter how inconvenient it is, we have to prepare an operating room for you."

The vice president was shocked when he heard this. In a hurry, he quickly tried to dissuade him: "Director, how can this work..."

"Okay, you don't have to say anything more. I am the dean, I have the final say in this matter." Zhao Qingshun interrupted him, looked at Zhang Wenzhong, and said firmly: "I believe in Professor Zhang's medical skills! Even if something really happened this time, our hospital will take on the responsibility we should bear!"

Zhang Wenzhong couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't worry, I have a lot of confidence in this operation. I took a step back and said that even if something really happened, my hospital would never be held responsible."

Zhao Qingshun quickly said, "What is Professor Zhang saying? Our hospital will never escape the responsibility that our hospital should bear! Our hospital is a responsible hospital! Please wait for a while here, and I will ask someone to prepare the operating room for you. Oh, by the way, that... Professor Zhang, I have another unhappy request. I wonder if you can agree?"

Zhang Wenzhong said: "What are your requirements? Tell me and I'll listen."

Zhao Qingshun said: "That's right. I hope that when Professor Zhang, you are performing surgery on Xiao Lu Lin, our hospital can organize a group of people to observe and learn..."

"Is it just this matter?" Zhang Wenzhong said with a smile: "I have no objection to this matter. I just don't know if Mr. Lu and his wife will agree."

Zhao Qingshun quickly asked for the consent of the Lu Liang couple. He knew very well that observing Zhang Wenzhong's surgical skills on the spot was a rare learning opportunity. Although it was impossible to truly learn any technology through one observation. However, it could broaden your horizons, broaden your thinking, and lay a solid foundation for future development and growth!

After saying a lot of good things, the Luliang couple finally agreed to Zhao Qingshun's request for observation of the operation. However, in exchange, they will also enter the operating room with them.

After obtaining the consent of the Luliang couple, Zhao Qingshun immediately instructed all relevant departments to quickly organize backbone elite doctors to go to the operating room and prepare for observation and study.

Half an hour later, the operating room was ready, and Zhang Wenzhong also changed into a sterile surgical gown and stood next to the operating table.

Little Lu Lin, lying on the operating table, opened his cute big eyes wide and was looking around. In his eyes, there was curiosity, but also a little scared. However, when he saw his parents standing in the corner of the operating room, the fear in his eyes immediately disappeared. He even tried hard to squeeze out a sweet smile at his parents.

Looking at Xiao Lu Lin's actions, Zhang Wenzhong couldn't help but smile and asked softly: "Little Lu Lin, I'm going to have surgery on you soon. Are you scared?"

Little Lu Lin thought about it with his head, but did not rush to answer his question, but asked back: "After the surgery, can I stand up again? Will I stop scattering and peeing? Can I be able to recover from normal people?"

"Yes." Zhang Wenzhong nodded and replied with a smile.

Xiao Lulin said, "Then, I'm not afraid. Uncle, please give me surgery quickly. I want to get better quickly and help my parents do things. I don't want to watch them cry every day for me."

When they heard Xiao Lu Lin's words, the couple of Lu Liang, standing in the corner of the wall, burst into tears. They raised their hands at the same time and covered their mouths, for fear that Xiao Lu Lin would hear their crying. They didn't want Xiao Lu Lin to be distracted by the couple at this time.

"Little Lu Lin is so obedient and sensible." Zhang Wenzhong exclaimed sincerely.

"Thank you uncle for your praise." Little Lu Lin showed a sweet smile to Zhang Wenzhong.

However, at this moment, the anesthesiologist who was responsible for anesthesia on Xiao Lulin, after checking Xiao Lulin's condition, frowned and said: "Professor Zhang, if Xiao Lulin's current physical condition is present, the risk will be great..."

Zhang Wenzhong did not show any panic because of this bad news. He said calmly: "Since that's the case, let me give him anesthesia."

"You? Give him anesthesia?" The anesthesiologist couldn't help but be stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Zhang Wenzhong nodded and said, "Well, I'll give him anesthesia."

"Okay." After confirming that Zhang Wenzhong was not joking with him, the anesthesiologist nodded and retreated to the group of doctors who came to observe and study. However, in his heart, he was still deeply suspicious of Zhang Wenzhong: "Although your medical skills are well-known at home and abroad, I have never heard of you being able to have anesthesia. Can you... really do it?"

Just when the anesthesiologist was full of doubts, Zhang Wenzhong picked up the silver needle box placed on the equipment stand, took out several silver needles and clamped them between his fingers.

Zhang Wenzhong's actions surprised and puzzled the doctors who came to observe and study. Although these people did not ask Zhang Wenzhong, they gathered together one after another, and then discussed in a low voice and guessed:

"Hey, you guys say, Professor Zhang suddenly took out the silver needle. What exactly did he want to do?"

"I don't know, isn't he going to anesthetize Xiao Lulin? Why did he suddenly take out a silver needle? Could it be that before the anesthet, he planned to acupuncture Xiao Lulin first? But what's the use of acupuncture at this time?"

"Hey, Lao Li, aren't you from Chinese medicine? Can this acupuncture also treat intramedullary tumors?"

"I don't know, I've never seen any related reports or papers..."

Just as these doctors were whispering and guessing Zhang Wenzhong's intention, Zhang Wenzhong's hand holding the silver needle suddenly moved. At a lightning speed, between Sumeru, all the silver needles were stabbed into several acupoints on Xiao Lulin's waist and back, and then began to use the needles to stimulate these acupoints on the waist and back.

"It's so numb..." Little Lu Lin suddenly said, "Uncle, my body is so numb, it seems that I don't feel anything else. What's going on?" He seemed a little scared of the sudden abnormal changes in his body.

Zhang Wenzhong smiled slightly, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "Don't worry, this is anesthesia. Xiao Lu Lin, I'm going to give you surgery now. If you're afraid, close your eyes."

"Yes." Little Lu Lin nodded and responded.

"Huh?" After hearing the conversation between Little Lu Lin and Zhang Wenzhong, the Chinese medicine practitioner named Li suddenly came back to his senses, opened his mouth wide, and said in shock: "This...is this... acupuncture and anesthesia?!"

"Acupuncture and anesthesia? Lao Li, are you kidding? Can this acupuncture still anesthesia?"

"That's right, this acupuncture can cure chronic diseases. It's too fantastic to say that it can also be anesthetized, right?"

The Chinese medicine practitioner surnamed Li was immediately dissatisfied and hummed, "Why can't acupuncture achieve the effect of anesthesia? Let me tell you that there were records of acupuncture and anesthesia in the "Jiyi Ji" of the Tang Dynasty, which was about Di Renjie's use of acupuncture and anesthesia, and he had surgery to help him remove the tumor on the bridge of his nose. In the past dynasties, there were countless examples of using acupuncture to achieve anesthesia. In the past seven years, there were many papers and books on acupuncture and anesthesia. In 1997, there were many articles and books on acupuncture and anesthesia.
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