Doctor: It's reasonable to perform surgery on yourself.

“…”

Xu Qiu: “You admitted a patient with pneumothorax?”

Seeing that Xu Qiu really didn’t want to grab the food, Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Yes, it’s a fracture. I did a closed chest drainage. It should be fine. Do you want to go and see it?”

Xu Qiu looked at the case report in his hand again.

The ninth and tenth ribs were broken. The X-ray showed that the pneumothorax was not serious. The gas should be under the skin. There is actually no need to do closed chest drainage for this kind of patient. Just cut a few cuts on the skin and let the gas out.

“Got it. I’ll eat two more bites and then go back to the ward to re-evaluate!” Wang Fan speeded up the speed of eating, his cheeks like a toad.

“Doctor Xu, if you have nothing to do, just eat a lychee.” Yunmei also put down the food in her hand. Since Xu Qiu had an office, he rarely came here. On weekdays, he could only follow the operation or see him during the morning handover.

Even the various consultations he participated in were top-level, and ordinary doctors could not go.

"Oh, thank you." Xu Qiu sat back in his old seat.

"Doctor Xu!" Jiang Mai, the new employee, stood straight, his expression full of respect.

"Yeah."

Jiang Mai integrated into the team faster than Xu Qiu imagined. Not long after joining, he became He Hai's new favorite.

Both are surgical geeks. He Hai came from the orthodox route, while Jiang Mai is somewhat close to the wild route, but they have the same goal and will not make mistakes in various medical norms.

In less than a week, Jiang Mai performed more than a dozen surgeries, and He Hai even let Jiang Mai participate in a total gastrectomy in one of them.

"Have you encountered any difficulties recently?" Xu Qiu asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mai nodded: "Yes, the last time I did a total gastrectomy with Director He, the patient's liver was also cut in half, the pancreas was gone, and the abdomen was empty for more than half... I wonder where the limit of human beings is."

This topic that goes well with rice made many doctors look over, and Wang Fan's rice became more fragrant.

"Limit?"

Xu Qiu thought for a while, and it seemed that a living person appeared in front of him.

"First, remove the limbs. This will not affect survival."

"Then there is the total gastrectomy you mentioned. Most of the small intestine can be removed. A total rectal fistula can be made. The patient can survive for a long time with nutrient solution."

"Then there is the hepatobiliary system. Clinically, patients with stable diabetes and gallstones are basically treated with cholecystectomy... The liver can also be cut in half. The spleen and pancreas can be removed completely."

"As for the urinary system, they are all useless and can be replaced by hemodialysis."

"The reproductive system can also be removed completely."

"There are also lungs. One can still survive if one is removed. The other scattered parts, such as eyes, ears, nose, and teeth, can all be removed. Finally, the brain. If half of the brain is removed, the patient can still survive in theory..."

Xu Qiu narrated quietly.

The person in front of him also had only a few remaining organs, which was very close to the brain in the jar.

The sound of swallowing saliva was heard in the office, and everyone was shocked. Even with their abnormal psychology of eating braised pork while looking at corpses, they still felt that this description was too abnormal.

The development of human medicine is indeed moving towards only one brain left to some extent.

No, to be more precise, half of the brain can survive...

But this involves too many ethical issues. In addition, from the perspective of neurology, as long as the corpus callosum is cut off, the patient is already two people.

"Jiang Mai, can you not be so perverted?" Chen Jia scolded.

Yun Mei nodded: "Yes, you have led Doctor Xu astray."

Jiang Mai was stunned for a moment, with a head full of question marks.

I just think about the theoretical limit of the human body. It was Doctor Xu who said to cut off various organs and systems!

Zhou Hua and Wang Fan looked at Jiang Mai sympathetically.

Taking the blame + being scolded, this is the real emergency department.

...

In the afternoon, after Xu Qiu completed two operations, he didn't care about his physical and mental fatigue, and quickly summarized the handling specifications for intraoperative and postoperative accidents and sent them to the Propaganda Department.

The Propaganda Department, which takes care of both publications and various publicity work, has been working overtime crazily in recent weeks.

On the one hand, as the first issue of Linhai Dayi became famous, this emerging journal has attracted the attention of many people in the academic community.

Many doctors think that new journals are easy to submit and want to pick up leaks, but Linhai Dayi is aiming for the Chinese core...

Of course, there are still many excellent papers among them.

Although the impact factor is not as good as Xu Qiu's, the quality is also good.

This undoubtedly enriches the source and content of Linhai Dayi and reduces the pressure of Xu Qiu to carry a journal alone.

On the other hand, the new issue of Linhai Dayi is being urgently prepared.

This time is different from the last time. Due to the urgent time, Xu Qiu did not have time to polish the surgery to perfection, so it could only be completed in two issues.

The first issue published the surgical steps, various details, and the experience of handling accidents during and after the operation, etc. It was not until the second issue that the surgical course book was completely made public.

There is another advantage to doing this...

After a while, Linyi will start a refresher course on palm and finger regeneration.

Doctors in the training class will be eligible to enjoy first-hand teaching, while the public will have to wait until the next issue of the publication is released.

This can be regarded as a preferential policy for internal staff of Linyi.

After sending the summary document to the Propaganda Department, Xu Qiu dragged his tired body off work.

As soon as he got in the car, he fell asleep.

Uncle Wei saw through the rearview mirror that Xu Qiu's hands were still shaking unconsciously.

"Alas, Dr. Xu is getting off work later and later." Uncle Wei was a little worried.

But he was just a driver. He just needed to do more, watch less, talk less, and drive the car smoothly.

The green light came on, and the black car started.

Uncle Wei's skills were very good. The speed was even and the car was quiet. He was concentrating on observing the road conditions.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, which was the peak time for getting off work. The lights of various colors on the road were lit up, forming a long glowing chain.

Just as he passed the intersection, Uncle Wei's face suddenly changed.

"Seat belt!"

Xu Qiu woke up from consciousness, and the speed he had practiced during the operation was perfectly used at this moment.

Swish!

The seat belt in the back row was pulled out.

Click!

Almost instantly, from the moment Uncle Wei warned to the moment he stepped on the accelerator, Xu Qiu buckled his seat belt and then made a posture to protect his head.

Boom!

The car was like a black cheetah, speeding up.

But it was still too slow. The next moment, a huge impact hit the rear of the car, and the car slid sideways.

Swish--

The harsh friction sound resounded through the night sky, the stench of rubber tires penetrated into the nose, and a black tire was printed on the road.

Uncle Wei's eyes were wide open, he pressed the steering wheel tightly and turned it madly.

The car turned seven or eight times on the road at an incredible angle, but it did not roll over, and finally stopped steadily on the lane on the other side.