Chapter 913 The Eastern Barbarian

Xu Ze carefully flirted through these materials, looked at the examination images and related medical history materials, and his eyebrows slightly frowned. Through these materials, he had already felt that this case was indeed quite difficult.

It can be said that this member of Congressman Spyro is quite unlucky and will encounter this situation. In fact, these two tumors are not very difficult to solve with current technology, but they actually met one in a thousandth chance. If they met together, it would be a big trouble...

This can only be said to be a matter of luck, or as the old Chinese saying goes, I didn’t know what kind of evil I committed in my previous life, but I actually encountered such a thing.

On the last few pages of the medical record, there are also revised preliminary opinions on the expert group over the past two days, etc.

Looking at these suggestions, Xu Ze sighed lightly, shook his head with a wry smile... These opinions are garbage, and after all, they all suggested that the problem of bleeding cannot be solved, they can only be conservative treatment, and the success rate of the surgery will not exceed 25% or something...

The question is, how long can your conservative treatment last? At most, it is a miracle to extend the patient's life from one or two months to four or five months...

Nearly twenty experts next to them were discussing each other carefully or discussing their illnesses at this time. Of course, they also glanced at Xu Ze, who was sitting in front of the long conference table from time to time.

This made Xu Ze shook his head and smiled bitterly while looking through the medical records. Many experts froze and said to himself: "What is this kid's expression? Are you saying that the patient's condition is not good? Or are you laughing at our opinions not good?"

Dr. Rowling, who was sitting at the end of the audience and in charge of chores, looked at Xu Ze at the front of the front with curiosity, looked at the meaningful expression, and suddenly felt that the other party was really an interesting person.

Xu Ze did not take it for too long, but he finished reading the information in ten minutes. Then he went over and read some doubts carefully twice. Finally, he asked Professor Johnny on the side two questions before closing the information, indicating that he had already prepared.

Seeing Xu Ze covered the information, the experts who noticed this situation all showed strange expressions on their faces. This legendary young doctor finished reading such information in less than a quarter of an hour. Isn’t this amazing?

Had I only watched it once? Or had I really understood the situation of this case? Tsk tsk...The strange expressions on many experts' faces are getting stronger and stronger.

"Okay...Doctor Xu has read the information now... Now let's continue the last consultation..." Professor Johnny also became serious at this time, patted his hands gently, attracted everyone's attention, and signaled to the assistant next to him to open the image picture during the craniotomy investigation on the large LCD screen...

"Basically, I think everyone is familiar with the information of this patient... But there are new members joining today, but I have to introduce it again... Please bear with it a little, haha..." Professor Johnny said haha, and then spent another ten minutes explaining the entire medical record.

After saying that, Professor Johnny said: "According to the current situation, everyone has put forward some opinions, but the general opinion is mainly the problem that surgery cannot stop bleeding. We have discussed this several times... If the problem of blood surgery is not solved, then the operation cannot be performed..."

"Today is the last surgery discussion. If you have any new opinions, you can put it forward... If we can't find a solution this time, then the surgery can only be cancelled!" Speaking of this, Professor Johnny's tone was a little heavy. After all, everyone has spent a lot of time and energy on this surgery, and even invited experts from this field in the United States. If it cannot be completed, it would be a pity.

Except for some of the younger doctors at the Columbia University Affiliated Hospital, who were fixedly looking at the experts, these experts looked at each other;

Then Professor Obama, who was sitting diagonally opposite Xu Ze, closed the file folder in his hand, leaned back gently, looked up at Professor Johnny and said, "Johnny... We have been discussing for two days. There is no need for me to continue with this issue. Since Dr. Xu Ze has been invited today, I think everyone should want to listen to Dr. Xu Ze's opinions today..."

After saying that, Professor Obama pushed the gold-rimmed glasses with a chain hanging on his nose, then looked at Xu Ze, and smiled faintly: "Doctor Xu Ze... We have been waiting for you for two days. I wonder what your opinion is about this case?"

As Professor Obama said, several other experts nodded, then looked at Xu Ze with a chuckling, waiting for Xu Ze to express his opinion.

They are all world-class experts and have an irreplaceable position in these two related fields. They have not come up with a solution. There was no need to continue the discussion, but Professor Johnny insisted on waiting for the young Chinese doctor to come for the final consultation.

Originally, everyone was very disdainful. Medicine is not in other industries, but requires rich knowledge and experience accumulation to cultivate a doctor with true corresponding qualifications. This requires careful study of a certain field, and it takes more than twenty to thirty years to study, and perhaps it can gain a place in this field.

But the person in front of me is relatively backward in this regard, and even a brain neuroblastoma isolation and resection was completed this year. It is really hard for everyone to trust.

However, seeing that Professor Johnny insisted, this doctor who was young but completed the first surgery in China, and his legendary experience was quite attractive. These experts and professors wanted to see the legendary figure, otherwise no one would agree to the surgery seminar.

Now, the real person who has been waiting for has arrived, and of course everyone is waiting for this person's opinion.

Seeing that everyone was chuckling and waiting for their opinions, Xu Ze smiled, nodded to Professor Johnny, and then said, "Professor Obama, and seniors, I don't think there is much to discuss about this case... All surgeries are risks. At present, for this patient, his survival chances of not having surgery are 60% if he does not have surgery, three months is 30%, five months is 10% and six months is 10% after... I suggest surgery as soon as possible, the earlier the more you have hope of success..."

As soon as Xu Ze said this, the professors looked at each other in a row, and even Dr. Rowling, who was sitting at the end, looked shocked.

"Swish..." Professor Donnie Luther next to him finally couldn't help laughing, looked at Xu Ze, and chuckled, "Dear Doctor Xu, I don't mean to make fun of you. We all know the risks of the surgery you mentioned... Professor Obama's question just now is whether you have better suggestions for this surgery, otherwise the success rate of this surgery is less than 25%, and I think Congressman Spiro would not accept it!"

"As for the risk of savage blood, I can reduce it, so that the success rate can be increased to about 60%..." Facing the other party's words that seemed to remind him, Xu Ze was unmoved, just smiled faintly, and said: "Relative to more than half of the success rate and three months of life, I think Councillor Spiro should accept this suggestion!"

"Wow..." When everyone was upset when they heard Xu Ze's words...

Professor Obama's eyes showed an uncontrollable smile, and he looked at Xu Ze and shook his head and laughed: "Doctor Xu Ze...I don't know if you China also conducts surgery discussions like this, but here you have to propose your method, that is, you say you can reduce the risk of surgery and blood. So what are the measures? Specific measures..."

"Haha...Doctor Xu, you are not planning to use your Chinese medicine... We don't understand this... Hahaha..." Professor Johnardson, an expert in the blood coagulation mechanism, looked at Xu Ze and laughed.

Xu Ze smiled slightly, did not refute, but said, "You really don't understand the technology I use...but it works!"

Then he reached out and took out the silver needle from his clothes, shook it at everyone, and chuckled, "Acupuncture...Acupuncture...Acupuncture techniques that have been passed down in China for thousands of years... can control blood vessel bleeding... Do you understand?"

Looking at Xu Ze's serious expression and looking at the silver needle held in the two slender fingers, the professors were stunned. Only Dr. Rowling's eyes lit up after seeing the silver needle in Xu Ze's hand.

The professors looked at each other. Although they didn't believe Xu Ze's words, they didn't dare to make fun of him easily. After all, everyone was very rigorous and would not easily deny things they didn't understand. After all, they had heard a little about the treatment of Chinese acupuncture, but they still couldn't believe such magical effects.

"Doctor Xu Ze, I have also studied acupuncture in your country... It may have a certain hemostatic effect, but as far as I know, that effect will definitely not be very good... So, I can't believe your words!" After a little silence, an expert finally questioned.

This expert is from Florida...is a very famous cerebrovascular surgery expert...

As soon as the expert said, everyone looked at Xu Ze in unison, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in their eyes. Since there are people who know how to do this, then you, Dr. Xu Ze, took it out and bluffed people, and this time you were exposed.

Looking at the sarcastic look of everyone, Xu Ze chuckled, turned to look at the expert who had just questioned, and said in a low voice: "My Chinese civilization has been passed down for five thousand years. There are still many Chinese Western medicine doctors who don't know what the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic is. There are still many doctors who don't know that they can cure and save patients without drugs. Just a few silver needles... For example, I can anesthetize people with silver needles and allow them to successfully complete an open surgery... Professor Gordon, you may believe it?"

After hearing Xu Ze's words, Professor Gordon's face changed slightly. He did not expect that this young Chinese doctor could know him.

"Although medicine cannot tolerate any false things, but if you haven't heard of it, it does not mean that such a thing does not exist..." Xu Ze chuckled and said, "Just like before Bell invented the phone, no one believed that people could talk to each other thousands of miles away..."

As soon as Xu Ze said this, the experts' faces turned slightly red. They had the intention of sarcasmizing Xu Ze just now, but they did not expect that Xu Ze would be sarcastic...

"Dr. Xu Ze...We have no intention of offending, but as you said, medicine cannot tolerate a falsehood, so everything can only be said by facts... We cannot agree to this kind of surgical plan that makes people helpless and trustworthy before we determine the effect of the words you said..." Professor Obama's sharp eyes stared at Xu Ze through the lens and chuckled.

"How do you prove it? Find someone to open a skull? Then I'll show it to you?" Xu Ze chuckled, then shrugged and said, "Okay... everyone's time is precious, and I'm the same. My fiancée is still waiting for me, so I'm done with what I want to say..."

After saying that, Xu Ze turned his head to look at Professor Johnny with a somewhat stiff face and smiled: "Sorry, Johnny... Probably the situation is. If you agree to the surgery, then I will take the lead in the surgery... If you don't agree... I can only help here!"

After smiling apologetically at Johnny, Xu Ze got up, opened the door of the conference room, turned around and walked out...

The experts watched Xu Ze leave directly, and they grew up and didn't come back to their senses for a while...

Looking at the handsome back that was leaving and the slowly closing conference room door, Professor Obama was so angry that his mouth was trembling. As the most authoritative professor at Hopkins Medical School and one of the most authoritative experts in the United States, no one in the world dared to show such a spectacle in front of her...

She has always been the only one who sets the tone in front of others, and no one else has the confidence to object, but she never expected that she had encountered it herself today.

But this time she is not alone, but she is nearly 20 top experts in the United States...

"It's so rude... Who do this Chinese barbarian thinks he is? General? Even if the general is in front of us, he is not qualified to say this..." Professor Obama angrily took off his glasses and threw them on the folder in front of him.

Looking at the angry Professor Obama and other experts who also looked bad, Professor Johnny smiled helplessly and said, "Sorry, Obama... Xu's personality is actually quite good, but maybe today..."

"Johnny... Needless to say, it is a shame for us to discuss medical records with such a barbarian... This is an Eastern barbarian who can only pretend to be a ghost..." Professor Obama angrily picked up his file folder and wanted to get up and leave.

"Sorry...Professor Obama, I think I can prove that he is not pretending to be a ghost..." Professor Obama just got up and suddenly a voice came out.

Hearing this crisp sound, everyone was stunned again, and then turned their heads to look over; just where everyone's eyes touched, Dr. Rowling stood there, standing pretty.

"Who are you?" Professor Obama's anger was not yet gone. He looked at the little doctor who suddenly appeared, and said with a frown and dissatisfaction.

"Ah...I'm sorry, Professor Obama!" Dr. Scott hurriedly stood up, glared at Dr. Rowling, and apologized to Professor Obama with a smile: "Professor... She is my daughter Anne Rowling, now working in the emergency department... Today I am here to listen to study and be responsible for chores!"

"Oh... Scott your daughter..." Professor Obama frowned slightly, then looked at Dr. Rowling and said, "Annie? Are you a doctor in the emergency department? Why did you come here?"

"Sorry, Professor Obama..." Looking at the anger hidden in Professor Obama's eyes, and all the experts and professors were throwing their eyes on him, Dr. Rowling realized that he was indeed a little presumptuous, but he couldn't help but want to defend Dr. Xu Ze just now, but he made it aloof.

At this time, I had to quickly explain: "Professor, I can testify to Dr. Xu Ze, but his acupuncture technique has a very magical effect..."

"Oh?" Professor Obama raised his brows, a stern look appeared in his eyes, and looked at Dr. Rowling and said, "Have you ever seen him perform craniotomy and hemostasis on people with acupuncture?"

"Ah... no... But I've seen him stop bleeding from a patient with a ruptured spleen using only three silver needles..." Dr. Rowling, who was shocked by the fierce look in Professor Obama's eyes, quickly argued: "I think Dr. Xu Ze is not talking nonsense, but his acupuncture technique has such a good and magical effect!"

"The spleen ruptures and stops bleeding?" Everyone's eyes showed a hint of horror when they heard Dr. Rowling's words.

"How is this possible? The spleen ruptures and bleeding, and it is impossible to stop bleeding without surgery! Is it just a small wound?" Professor Obama was quite suspicious of Dr. Rowling's words and questioned coldly: "Rowling... You are still a doctor in the emergency department. Don't you know that it is impossible to stop bleeding by rupture and bleeding in the spleen rupture and bleeding? Didn't your tutor teach you?"

"No...Professor Obama, I personally did the spleen repair surgery. Before the operation, the spleen rupture had been performed after Dr. Xu Ze performed acupuncture and did not bleed again... Otherwise, my patient would have died of shock due to heavy blood loss..." In the face of facts, Dr. Rowling still insisted quite on the facts, perhaps for the magical Dr. Xu Ze, or for himself.

"This is impossible...that barbarian cannot do this..." Dr. Obama looked at Dr. Rowling's firm eyes and seemed to be a little shaken at this time, but he still didn't want to or wanted to believe it.
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