Section 34

"Okay!"

The car started and quickly drove onto the highway to the Provincial Hospital.

...

Provincial Hospital.

He's children heard that Yang Pingwei had introduced a very good doctor to perform surgery.

They were so grateful that they couldn't express it in words.

They shook Yang Pingwei's hand and exchanged pleasantries.

Of course, they were also prepared.

When the doctor at the Provincial Hospital said that the failure rate of the surgery was very high during the day.

They had already started looking for connections to contact authoritative neurosurgeons in the Magic City.

It's better to have one less than one more.

When they discuss the surgery together, the success rate will be higher.

But what they didn't expect was that.

The very good doctor Yang Pingwei called was actually a young man in his early twenties? !

Chapter 32 Are you kidding? Such a young doctor can perform surgery

When they saw Zhang Yi, He's children thought they had seen it wrong.

The very good doctor is so young? !

No way? !

Are you kidding me?

"This is the doctor who saved my grandson not long ago, Zhang Yi."

Yang Pingwei introduced him seriously.

But the expressions on the faces of several family members were not very good.

"Director Yang... Which hospital is he from? He looks quite young."

He Jianguo's eldest son asked with a smile.

But the meaning behind his words was.

Is it reliable to find such a young doctor to perform surgery?

Yang Pingwei looked at Zhang Yi awkwardly.

Zhang Yi introduced himself: "I am a doctor from Tianhe People's Hospital."

"What? Tianhe City?"

Several family members looked at each other again.

It turned out to be just a young doctor from Tianhe City Hospital?

Are you kidding me? !

This is a neurosurgery operation!

Can a doctor from a hospital like Tianhe City, which is not authoritative at all, do it? !

For a while.

When He Jianguo's children looked at Yang Pingwei, their eyes were a little reproachful.

But because he was the deputy director of the Health Bureau.

So several people could only smile dryly and thank him.

"Really? That's great. Thank you Director Yang for your kindness..."

Before coming to the Provincial Hospital, Yang Pingwei's son had already told Zhang Yi about the general situation.

The patient lying in the ICU was Yang Pingwei's predecessor.

He was also the former deputy director of the Tianhe Municipal Health Bureau.

This hospitalization was due to sudden epileptic convulsions, and dizziness and vomiting for unknown reasons.

Only after coming to the hospital for examination did it turn out to be vertebral basilar artery aneurysm with left brain atrophy.

As he got older, his body also had some degenerative lesions.

The problem now is.

First, the risk of surgery is high.

Second, the difficulty of surgery is high.

It is said that in the afternoon, several directors of the Provincial Hospital tried to perform the surgery several times using 3D virtual technology, but all failed.

Zhang Yi could understand the family's mood.

So he volunteered: "Don't worry, I can really do vertebral basilar artery aneurysm surgery."

However, the family looked away and said nothing.

Who would believe a young doctor with little authority and experience?

Just at this time, He Jianguo's eldest son's mobile phone rang.

"Hello? Professor Xu?"

"Well, OK, OK, we'll pick you up at the entrance of the Provincial Hospital at six o'clock!"

"OK, OK, thank you so much! Thank you so much for taking time out of your busy schedule to help us with the surgery!"

The flattery and politeness on his face were not there when he was facing Zhang Yi.

"That's great. Professor Xu Changxu from Shanghai Ping An Hospital will take the train and arrive at the hospital around six o'clock!"

"That's great! Professor Xu is an expert in neurosurgery!"

"That's good, Dad is saved!"

When Yang Pingwei saw this, he felt a little unhappy.

So you just don't like the doctor I introduced, right?

But Yang Pingwei couldn't say anything.

No matter who chooses, they will choose the old professor from Shanghai.

Yang Pingwei looked at Zhang Yi apologetically:

"I'm sorry to bother you so late at night. I didn't know they invited Professor Xu to come."

Although Zhang Yi felt a little disappointed.

But he was still very grateful to Yang Pingwei for believing in him.

"It's okay, Director Yang. I'll wait here. If you need my help, please."

Seeing Zhang Yi so kind-hearted, Yang Pingwei felt even more embarrassed.

At six o'clock, Professor Xu, who was praised by everyone at the scene, finally arrived.

Xu Chang is the chief director of the Department of Neurosurgery at Shanghai Ping An Hospital.

He is also the vice president of the Shanghai Neurosurgery Association.

He is also the master's supervisor of the Department of Clinical Medicine of Fudan University in Shanghai.

Such an expert professor is coming to Yunnan Province for surgery.

Several directors of the Provincial Hospital couldn't hold back.

After all, this is a serious big shot.

Several old doctors of the Provincial Hospital also wanted to come here to exchange and learn.

In the conference room.

Xu Chang sat in the center.

Several directors of the Provincial Hospital sat around.

It can be said that there were many big shots.

Not far away were He Jianguo's family, Yang Pingwei and Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi had already asked for leave from the hospital.

His purpose of staying was also to learn something from the old professor.

At this time, the projector in the center of the conference room displayed He Jianguo's various examination results.

And 3D intracranial angiography.

It can be clearly seen from the HR-MRI images that the left and right sides of He Jianguo's brain have become slightly different in size.