Sleepless Doctor

I have heard that scientists are all weird, but Gao Baixiang believes that most of them are based on falsehood. But looking at the current state of Mr. Wu Mianwu, he changed his view, thinking that those rumors are not unbelievable, they may be facts.

To capture the inspiration of a moment, you must write it down immediately, even as smart as Teacher Wu, it is difficult to describe what I thought of at that moment.

There was silence in the room, as if the faint buzzing of the notebook in front of Wu Mian and the sound of the ballpoint pen scratching randomly on the A4 paper could be heard faintly.

Yuan Wei didn't feel offended, he became more and more convinced that the young man in front of him could do what he said, even if it sounds so nonsense.

Time passed, a full 10 minutes later, Wu Mian put down the pen, his expression was calm, his eyes did not look at Yuan Wei or Gao Boxiang, he did not even realize that there were two others.

Wu Mian slowly closed his eyes and tapped the table lightly with his right hand like a white jade, in a lively rhythm.

A few minutes later, Wu Mian opened his eyes and smiled, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yuan, it's rude."

"Teacher Wu, you are busy, you are busy." Yuan Wei said quickly.

"It's a little bit careful, you have to write it down. Otherwise, this kind of thing is illusory, and it won't be in the blink of an eye."

"You are right." Yuan Wei knew this feeling, but in his experience, such feelings appeared in finding things instead of researching and creating.

Yuan Wei only sat for less than half an hour, and he already had a little admiration for the young man in front of him.

"In the past 10 years, the application of brain pacemakers has become widespread. Not only are they used for the treatment of severe Parkinson's disease, some researchers and doctors have begun to try to use brain pacemakers to treat vegetative people and Alzheimer's disease."

"The treatment of vegetative people is strictly limited, and the success rate is not high; Alzheimer's... You know, each has its own differences, and the differentiation and treatment of Chinese medicine is very important."

"Now I have some clues on this side, but it takes time to figure it out. If you are not in a hurry, the elderly can stay for a few days after the operation."

After Wu Mian finished speaking, looking at Yuan Wei, his eyes began to wander again.

Yuan Wei sweated profusely in his heart, as if he had imagined it, people really didn't pay attention to himself. But at first Yuan Wei was angry and wanted to teach Wu Mian a lesson; but now... Boss Sha is still working as a concierge below, so don't try to be aggressive, just go back and wait.

"Teacher Wu, you are busy, I won't bother you." Yuan Wei stood up, bent over respectfully, and said, "What happened to me today is not right. Don't take it to your heart."

"Oh, go." Wu Mian didn't stand up either, her eyes narrowed. Between the eyes, there was a strange light occasionally, as if a supercomputer was calculating and running, and everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Yuan Wei bowed again and left.

Gao Boxiang went out with him. He still couldn't believe how Yuan Wei, who was stubborn in the ward, and Yuan Wei who looked like an underground king, became polite after seeing Teacher Wu.

Watching people give food, bullying and fearing hardship, and picking up persimmons, countless similar words surfaced in Gao Boxiang's mind.

"Director Gao, has Teacher Wu always been like this?"

Out of the office, Yuan Wei asked.

"No, Mr. Wu is usually very kind. When teaching me surgery, he can start from the actual situation. It is a way of teaching people how to fish. For example, I had a professor with a team before..." Gao Boxiang began to tell Yuan Wei about Wu Mian used the magnet to **** out the guide wire.

"It seems that the operation is too proficient, or these difficult operations are not difficult for Teacher Wu at all." Yuan Wei said.

Gao Boxiang was startled, the distance was too close, he was used to it, didn't he observe it?

It can be said that Mr. Wu is the ceiling of the medical profession.

The most frightening thing is that this ceiling is like an expanding universe, expanding outwards rapidly, and the distance between myself and the ceiling is getting farther and farther.

Seeing Gao Baixiang in a daze, Yuan Wei smiled and said: "Director Gao, the people under me just now were rude, I will take them to apologize to you."

"It's okay." Gao Boxiang quickly forgot about the ceiling and replied.

What is there to think about the ceiling? How old I am, the faster this ceiling flies, the better it will be for me.

Not talking about money, status, or status, but only about practical applications. After all, everyone will get old.

Death may not be the most terrible thing. There are many medical criteria for judging death, and brain death is one of them.

Whether it is severe Parkinson's disease, Alzheimer's disease, or vegetative treatment, Gao Baixiang knows that he will be able to use it in ten or twenty years, but at most 30 years.

At that time, Mr. Wu was less than 50 years old, which was the peak period.

It's a lucky thing to have someone like Teacher Wu in the world, who happens to be very familiar.

"Director Gao, is it still necessary for preoperative inspections?" Yuan Wei asked.

Gao Boxiang was pulled back from the future ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then said, "There are a few checks that need to be done, and surgery can be done in 3 days."

"Thanks for your hard work then."

Hearing Yuan Wei's polite way all the way, the tone of his speech was completely different from before he came, as if he had changed a person, Gao Baixiang was a little dazed, as if he had passed through.

Going downstairs, Gao Baixiang greeted Sha Li, respectfully, as if a little doctor who had just arrived in the clinic was talking to the director.

Sitting on a chair, the gravel is no different from an ordinary security guard. It may be a bit stronger, but it doesn't seem to have been so powerful.

"Boss Sha, I'm leaving." Yuan Wei was very cautious, walked to the table, and bowed deeply and formally and respectfully.

"Well, speak quietly in the hospital, this is not at sea." Gravel said casually.

He sat upright, like a concierge.

Yuan Wei did not answer the conversation, his attitude had already been expressed, and Boss Sha seemed not to be angry either.

Walking out of the gate, Yuan Wei turned around and glanced back cautiously.

Looking from the side, a winding scar on the gravel neck is faintly visible, shocking.

They were all beggars on the tip of a knife, and Yuan Wei knew very well that the gravel must have experienced life and death during this time. Maybe this is why he stayed here, or maybe it was an inducement.

But that has nothing to do with me. Fortunately, I didn't make trouble in the ward and offended this hospital and the people in this hospital.

Otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous.

Walking at the foot of Laoya Mountain, walking in the courtyard of Jianxie Hospital, with the night breeze blowing in Bajingzi, Yuan Wei felt extremely grateful.

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Wu Mian tapped the keyboard with both hands, and the phone rang suddenly.

[I used to cross the mountains and the sea...]

"Director Zhou, long time no see. What time is this, why haven't you slept?"

"Wu Mian, I want to go to you."