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Fang Jifan rushed to the medical school.
Su Yue was already running around anxiously. When she saw Fang Jifan coming, she felt like she was seeing a savior. She hurriedly stepped forward: "Teacher"
Fang Jifan asked: "What happened?"
"Thisthis" Su Yue looked confused: "A patient was sent here early this morning, and he needed a major operation, butjustthis operation couldn't be done."
"Can't it be done?" Fang Jifan frowned and said, "Why?"
"This man is older, almost 70 years old. Once he is disemboweled, he will probably not be able to bear it at his age."
The medical school already has a lot of clinical experience.
To put it bluntly, it has killed many patients.
¡°This person has killed many people, so he naturally has rich experience in treating diseases.
For these ruthless guys, there is a thin line between killing and saving people.
To a certain extent, a person's medical skill level is related to how many people he has cured, and at the same time, it is also related to how many people he has killed.
The more people you kill, the more experience you have and the more advanced your skills are.
Fang Jifan frowned and said, "If that's the case, then why do we need treatment?"
"On the one hand, the patient sent here is something extraordinary, and the medical school must treat it." Su Yue coughed, and then said: "On the other hand, the student had a paper a few days ago, and under the guidance of the teacher, Next, the blood of different people was taken for testing, and it was discovered that the blood in the human body is actually different. When different types of blood are mixed together, the blood will clot, but the same type of blood will not appear like this. Condition¡¡"
"The student's paper divided blood into four different blood types: A, B, C and D. Therefore, he boldly proposed that if the same blood type is injected into the body, it will not cause rejection or it can be used to deal with excessive bleeding during surgery. , or some frail patients cannot undergo surgery."
"Of course, this is just a paper, and it is difficult to verify whether it will be completed or not. His Royal Highness said that since blood transfusion is possible, this patient can undergo blood transfusion and surgery at the same time. Although he is old, as long as he is undergoing blood transfusion, Under the circumstances, as expectednothing will happen."
Fang Jifan showed a little smile and couldn't help but said: "Yes, my teacher said that people have different blood types. I didn't expect that I just mentioned it casually and you went to verify it."
Su Yue said sternly: "My benefactor is called Zhuji. Every word is knowledge to a bachelor. How dare a student neglect it? So in the paper, the student also added the name of his mentor."
Fang Jifan couldn't help but want to touch his head and call him good.
To be honest, Su Yue is still very conscientious, unlike a certain disciple who has strong martial arts skills and a bad temper. Humph, I am not talking about Wang Shouren!
But who is this patient that Su Yue pays so much attention to?
Fang Jifan couldn¡¯t help but feel confused: ¡°Who is this patient?¡±
Su Yue coughed again: "Yesthishis surname is Zhou."
Fang Jifan couldn't help but curl his lips: "I thought the surname was Zhu. The one surnamed Zhou is the oldest one. If he dies, he will die. He will just practice with His Highness the Crown Prince."
Su Yue: ""
Fang Jifan suddenly thought of a big shot named Zhou.
"Hey, could it becould it be the Empress Dowager Zhou?"
Su Yue smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, he has been suffering from intestinal carbuncle disease recently and is in pain. At this age there is no way he can survive, so he came to Xishan Medical College to seek survival"
"Brother of the Empress Dowager? What is that called?"
"Zhang Guozhang, the younger brother of the Empress Dowager, is called Zhou Zheng."
Fang Jifan slapped his forehead with a startled look on his face: "Hey, it turned out to be him. Why didn't you tell me earlier? After all, he is my second uncle"
Whether he is the second uncle or not, only God knows, the aristocratic circle is very chaotic.
When he heard that he was the brother of the Empress Dowager, Fang Jifan immediately became excited: "I didn't expect that this old man would actually come for medical treatment. Where is he? I have to go and say hello quickly. Go and prepare some apples and bananas for me."
Su Yue said quickly: "Ah Zhou Guozhang is in so much pain that he has fallen into coma several times."
"Lead the way to Jamsil." Fang Jifan regretted that he could not give anything to the second uncle, butsaving people is like putting out fires. After all, this is the Empress Dowagerhis brother
Fang Jifan hurried to a silkworm room.
The medical school has set up many jam chambers,??
Fang Jifan hurriedly shook his head and denied it: "I didn't say it, I didn't say anything."
Zhu Houzhao ignored him and continued: "Doctors are kind-hearted. When they see a patient sick, they can't help but feel hungry and thirsty. I deeply agree with this. Look at you, all of you are timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Is there a person who looks like a doctor? This week, the king will die if he is not treated. If treated, there is still a glimmer of hope. What are you doing here? Find someone with type B blood for me, draw blood, and prepare for blood transfusion. Lao Fang, come here Strike down, I will be the one to take charge, all irrelevant people should get out of here!"
Zhu Houzhao made a prompt decision with red eyes.
He is a serious person who only accepts death and needs to be treated when he is sick. He doesn¡¯t care about any objective situation. As for curing the good and curing the bad, that's another matter.
Su Yue didn¡¯t dare to neglect, and started to make preparations without saying a word.
Fang Jifan just felt dizzy and didn't know whether he was right or wrong. He suddenly felt that Zhu Houzhao's words made sense, and suddenly thought of a terrible scenethe incomplete old father-in-law might have died on the operating table. Wearing sackcloth and mourning, he cried a lot, and then the Empress Dowager tied herself up and tied her naked to the operating table. She cut him into eighteen pieces with a knife.
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