Super Magic Surgery System

1Jiang Ming rested his chin on his hand as he stared at the medical report on the table. He felt like he was going crazy. Initially, he thought that it wouldn't be surprising for the little fellows to come up with any hypothesis. But from the looks of it, he was still too … Young!    

    

What was going on? Wasn't it just a cramp on his finger? What are you guys trying to do by creating such a huge commotion?    

    

To take the blame?    

    

Alright, even though Jiang Ming was now in charge of managing the doctor, if anything really went wrong, Chen Qun would be able to shoulder the blame. Thus, there was nothing to be alarmed about. If it was just his own people in the hospital, he would use the most typical method to list the medical plans and let the family choose.    

    

But now there was another Miss Dongfang out of thin air, who showed great interest in Fatty, who also had Scholar's Syndrome. No matter what, the hospital had to cooperate with her. Even though Jiang Ming knew it wasn't a big deal, he still couldn't find a way to stop her.    

    

Since Chen Qun was planning to apply for the Nobel Prize in medicine, the First Miss would probably look down on him and object to the hospital. Now, he could only let the young miss's mood rise and try his best to win her over.    

    

"Director Jiang, Fatty Jiang's epilepsy has started again, four to five hours earlier than yesterday. Just now, our fat mother has already signed a few letters of responsibility for the inspection. Do we need to carry out an inspection now? "    

    

The call communication device on the desk suddenly rang, giving Jiang Ming some confidence. He might as well let go of everything and let Chen Qun and the others do their best to diagnose and treat him. He would just stay on the side as the real scapegoat. If anything happened, he would take all the responsibility himself.    

    

Besides, Miss Dongfang wasn't the kind who didn't know the seriousness of the situation. She could also be considered a qualified medical worker and was very responsible. She wouldn't send her patients to more dangerous situations just for her own curiosity.    

    

Since he wants to be treated, he should give it his all. At the very least, he shouldn't try to curry favor with both sides.    

    

Jiang Ming immediately ordered Vice Director, who was reporting the situation to his Intensive Care Unit.    

    

"No need, I'll inform Chen and the others and send them over for inspection. I'll go over there too later to see what the situation is like!"    

    

He wasn't going to spread Chen Qun's speculation out loud. It would only take a few people to know about it. It wouldn't have much of an impact after things were done.    

    

Half an hour later, Jiang Ming walked into the emergency room and saw his fat mother rushing towards him.    

    

"Fellow Jiang, what results did my child get? Is the situation serious? "    

    

Jiang Ming waved his hand, "Let's go listen to the doctor's report together. But don't worry too much. The hospital has already ordered Dr. Chen Qun to check on Fatty. Now that Fatty's condition is stable, the host's examination will deal the least amount of damage to him. "Maybe you don't know how skilled Dr. Chen Qun is, so I'll give you an example."    

    

He raised his hand and pointed at Little Yiyun's huge cheek on the billboard in front of the center.    

    

"You see, the difference between the condition of this little girl before and after surgery is simply like heaven and earth. You can't see any traces of surgery at all. All operations were carried out at the cellular level, with extreme precision. Only Dr. Chen Qun in the whole world can perform such an operation. I can guarantee that your child will be fine. "    

    

"Then what disease did my family's fatty suffer from?"    

    

"If it's not brain cancer, then it's an autoimmune disease. Both of them have to be part of it."    

    

"Which one of the better ones is Fellow Jiang?" is able to cure a full recovery? "    

    

"Both of them are not good. Both are high risk and high difficulty. Of course, our hospital also has the world's top-notch Surgery Doctor, we can reduce the risk to a minimum. If it was any other hospital, this would be a terminal illness, and if placed in our hospital, there's a 60 to 70% chance of it being saved. "    

    

In order to consolidate the confidence of the patient's family, Jiang Ming pointed to another signboard outside that was used as a signboard by Fellow Yang Xiaoquan and confidently introduced it.    

    

"Look at that old man in front of us. He is our hospital's cardiac authority, Fellow Yang Xiaoquan. A few days ago, he was diagnosed with the world's most difficult brain cancer to treat." But yesterday, Dr. Chen Qun from our hospital operated on him, removing all the cancer cells and waking up last night. Today, besides visiting Fatty, Zhang Mayor also came to pay his respects to Fellow Yang. "    

    

"If we're talking about illness, then the problem with your fat brain should be at least half relieved compared to Fellow Yang. It's not that difficult!" At least for Dr. Chen Qun, it's not considered a difficult operation! "    

    

Only then did the chubby mother relax a little. She knew that the neurology department in the country had only a few words to say. Compared to other private hospitals bragging, it was simply two different things.    

    

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the clinic on the fourth floor. The fat mother saw the energetic youngsters and was talking to them. The fluorescent panels and computers on the wall were filled with all sorts of brain images. When the young people saw Fellow Jiang enter, they immediately stopped their discussion and stood aside obediently. A ridiculously beautiful female doctor poured a glass of water and passed it to her.    

    

No one poured water for Jiang Ming, so he didn't care about this. He waved his hand, "Speak, what kind of test results did you get?"    

    

Chi Hong put down the paper cup and reported directly.    

    

"The condition of being fat can be said to be very special. Intracranial EEG showed no electrode abnormalities, which meant that it was not brain cancer. His epilepsy was triggered by his autoimmunity. In addition, there was another very special result, or rather, it was the bad news that was over 20 years late. It was that the fat guy on the right side of the bed had long since died from brain damage. All of his neural activity is carried out in the left brain, which explains why his right eye is unable to determine anything. "    

    

"What?!"    

    

The fat mother was stunned for a moment before asking.    

    

"Fatty had gone to check every major hospital in the world, why didn't he find that half of his brain had already died? Is there something wrong with the device? "    

    

Chi Hong explained patiently.    

    

"Because normal electroencephalograms (EEG) are simply thousands of miles away from that of the intracranial EEG. The general electroencephalogram results are general. The intracranial EEG can be precise to every part. Otherwise, just this method of inspection is a high risk. If there is no essential difference, why would we need to take this risk? "    

    

The fat mother recovered from the shock and knew that this was not the time to pursue an old problem. Even if the doctor said that his brain had died, it was caused by his illness more than twenty years ago, when he was just starting to have it. He was unconscious for four days and three nights before he was rescued. However, this result did not give the child much of a problem, so there was no need to be busy pursuing the matter. The most important thing was to find out what kind of illness the child was suffering from.    

    

"Wait, you said that my child is not brain cancer. Did you find out what disease it is?"    

    

"We're talking about it, but if there's no mistake, it's a very rare case of multiple arteritis syndrome. However, there are two ways to treat this disease: by taking a steroid, it will be a good way to control the inflammation in his arteries. There was only one problem. is that his right brain has lost its cellular activity, and drugs don't work in that area. "