Chapter 72 Craniotomy - "In the beginning of the 1970s, I made a fortune by buying goods for zero yuan"

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In the following period, life returned to its normal rhythm.He goes to class every day and occasionally performs a few operations. Wang Jianxin's name is getting louder and louder in the hospital, and more and more people come to him for treatment. But he should go to class, do exercises, and write ideological reports. Nothing has changed.

Every Sunday, if he has time, he takes time off and goes home.Every time I pick something from the space and bring it with me. The quantity is not large, enough for several meals.I told my mother that I bought it from the Military Service Co., Ltd. to improve my family’s life.

The mother took the things and gradually said, "It's a waste of money again", but gradually acquiesced.This is a habitual process.

Wang Jianxin observed that his family members were eating the food he brought back, and their physical condition was in good condition.My father's complexion is much better than when he first came back. There is flesh on his face and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are lighter.My mother's stomach trouble is gone. She used to feel uncomfortable eating something cold, but now she can eat anything.The sister-in-law's anemia has also improved, the younger sister Lili has a blush on her face, and Niu Niu is white and fat, like a little porcelain doll.Some hidden ailments and old problems are gradually recovering.The things in the space are filled with spiritual energy. If you eat them for a long time, the disease energy in your body will naturally be dissipated.

Wang Jianxin also used his evening time to plant all the open spaces in the space one after another.The eighty-six kinds of medicinal seeds, including ginseng, astragalus, angelica, dangshen, wolfberry, licorice, salvia, bupleurum, atractylodes, poria... ridge after ridge, neatly arranged.According to the planting requirements, some broadcast sowing, some drill sowing, some on-demand sowing, and some require seedling transplanting.After planting, I poured water from the river in the space, and within a few days the seedlings appeared, green and gratifying to look at.

There are still a lot of medicinal seeds left, which look like they will last for a long time.He wrapped the remaining seeds in oil paper, put them in a tin box, sealed it, and placed it in a cabinet in a train carriage, where it was cool and dry and would not mold.

In late December 1970, Beijing was freezing and windy, with the temperature plummeting to below zero.

Pedestrians on the street shrank their necks, and their breath turned into white mist.The poplar trees on campus are bare, their branches stretching toward the gray sky.The operating room of Peking University Hospital was filled with anxious and nervous atmosphere, which was completely different from the cold weather outside.

Wang Jianxin is studying with the teacher that day.His teacher is Professor Zhang, a neurosurgeon in his fifties, with gray hair and rich experience.The two were watching movies and discussing a case in the office. Suddenly, there was a call from the operating room, saying that a craniotomy was in trouble and asked Professor Zhang to come over and take a look.

"Let's go to the operating room with me." Professor Zhang put down the phone, stood up, and put on his white coat.

Wang Jianxin followed Professor Zhang, changed into surgical clothes, put on a cap and mask, and walked into the operating room.

This is the benefit brought about by the school's requirement to focus on cultivating Wang Jianxin.The school regards him as a key training target, and senior professors in various subjects are willing to take him. If there are any difficult diseases or complex surgeries, they call him and let him observe and learn.

In the operating room, the atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bow.

At this time, domestic neurosurgery technology was still in its infancy, with rudimentary medical equipment and a lack of sophisticated microsurgical instruments.The localization and operation of brain lesions rely entirely on the doctor’s years of clinical experience and touch.There is no CT, no MRI, and no intraoperative navigation. It depends entirely on a few preoperative X-rays and the doctor's hands to touch, see, and judge.

The patient was a man in his forties who was hospitalized due to a sudden severe headache and coma. He was initially diagnosed with deep intracranial lesions.If surgery is not performed in time, life may be in danger at any time.Peking University's neurosurgery team repeatedly discussed the surgical plan and knew that this operation was extremely risky and could not be safely controlled by their own team strength. They immediately thought of Professor Lin, who is well-known in the field of neurosurgery in Beijing, and immediately sent an urgent invitation to come and perform the same surgery to assist in the critical task.

Here comes Professor Lin, who is in his early fifties and is the “sword” of neurosurgery in Beijing.He personally went on stage and performed the surgery himself, which greatly increased the confidence of the surgical team.

The operation officially begins.Professor Lin carefully opened the patient's cranial cavity, removed the bone flap, cut the dura mater, and exposed the brain tissue.

But when the skull was opened and the brain tissue was exposed, all the doctors present took a breath.

The originally predicted location and shape of the lesion were far from the actual situation.The patient's intracranial lesions are extremely deep and closely intertwined with important nerves and blood vessels in the brain. The structure is unimaginably complex.The diseased tissue is like a mess, different from the normal brain tissue, and it is impossible to tell which is good and which is bad.Every operation may touch fatal blood vessels, cause massive bleeding, or damage nerves, leading to lifelong disability or even death.

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