Wu Mian sat in the car, his eyes slightly closed behind his sunglasses, as if he were thinking about something. Along the way, Chu Zhixi kept talking. He only responded twice occasionally, but the car didn''t seem so lonely.

    [I''m still the young man before, and I haven''t changed a bit. Time is just a test of faith in my heart, and I haven''t lost a bit...]

    The telephone rang for a long time and Wu Mian didn''t move. Chu knew that Wu Mian didn''t answer, so he turned on Bluetooth and connected the phone.

    "Mian Shao, where have you been?"

    "Brother sun, we have entered the urban area. Is the patient here?" Chu Zhixi said.

    "Xiao Xi, what about the crown?"

    "In a daze."

    There was a little silence on the phone, and then he said with a bright smile, "I just ask, does the patient use it for an MRI?"

    Chu Zhixi glanced at Wu Mian and saw him sitting in the passenger seat like a stone carving without saying a word. He said, "no, direct angiography. By the way, it''s a hybrid operating room."

    "Xiao Xi, you''ve explained all your calls. How can you not arrange it? The operating room is busy today. Mr. Hou of the imperial capital will do the operation."

    "Teacher Hou Jingru of imperial hospital?"

    "Well, you talked about it. Usually patients with spinal arteriovenous malformations can''t do one in a year. I thought about it with the intervention group and asked Mr. hou to guide the operation. How do you know that Mianshao has returned home..."

    "You''re in a good time. It''s good to have an operating room. Brother sun, I won''t say much. The light is bad. I''m still a student driving."

    "Well, there''s nothing else to explain."

    "Prepare two assistants. One is an interventional surgery assistant. You must go on stage. If type I and type II are OK, if you encounter complex... This patient is also an emergency we encounter, so we can''t judge, so we can only prepare for the worst."

    "I see."

    The answer was very straightforward. They didn''t gossip, so they hung up the phone directly.

    "Brother, what type do you think it is?" Chu Zhixi asked.

    "I don''t know. I''m not a perspective eye." Wu Mian said with his eyes closed. "Look again during the operation. I hope it won''t be too complicated."

    "It''s okay. It''s complicated. I can do spinal endoscopy under the DSA machine."

    "No, you can''t touch radiation." Wu Mian said very simply, without any room for discussion.

    "You think, what if I operate on you and encounter abnormal conditions? I have to accumulate some experience first."

    "No, I''ve done angiography. In case of vascular overlap, I''ll die on the stage." Wu Mian replied coldly, as if he was talking about other people''s life and death rather than himself.

    "Cut!"

    After Chu Zhixi cut, he expressed his dissatisfaction with silence.

    "The lead coat is too heavy."

    Wu Mian explained powerlessly. Chu Zhixi was still silent.

    "When you grow up and have children, I can teach you if you want to," Wu Mian said.

    When it comes to children, flowers are in full bloom.

    "Brother, it''s best for the child''s eyes to be like you, nose to be like me, mouth..."

    Wu Mian silently listened to Chu Zhixi nagging, with a trace of bitterness at the bottom of his mouth. Can you live to that time? Really? I don''t have much confidence.

    Surgery is just the best way. Even the brain changes of mice infected with the virus studied by Wu Mian in a P4 laboratory in Europe are higher than the success rate of surgery.

    Only because the research related to the virus was locked by a pair of invisible big hands, Wu Mian could not explore more deeply, so he retreated to the second place and prepared for surgical treatment.

    Seeing Chu Zhixi fantasizing about future children, Wu Mian was worried. If the operation fails, it''s okay to die directly. If he becomes a vegetable, will chuzhixi pull out the tube?

    Probably promised, but then she will take care of herself all her life.

    There have been many debates on whether brain death is death or not. Wu Mian would rather leave the world than become a living dead man and spend the rest of his life in bed.

    Think of these too much trouble, Wu Mian convergence of mind, in the mind again and again virtual boring surgery. Even if amnesia brings countless discomfort, he is not willing to think about the future.

    He has no future.

    After all, it''s a private car. No one gives way on the road. Chu Zhixi''s driving skills generally dare not drag racing.

    Nearly half an hour later than 120 first aid, the brown Skoda appeared in front of the inpatient department of the second hospital of Medical University.

    Wu Mian got off and saw Sun Gang standing at the door, so he went over.

    "Professor Sun, I''m sorry to bother you," said Wu Mian.

    "Mian Shao, you see what you said." Sun Gang smiled. "If I had known you were coming for surgery, I wouldn''t have asked the professor."

    "I''ve seen Mr. Hou''s operation. The level is very high."

    Professor Sun smiled bitterly when he heard Wu Mian''s evaluation.

    "What? The operation has twists and turns?"

    "Don''t mention it. The stage opened at 12 noon hasn''t come down yet." Sun Gang sighed, saying nothing else but the facts.

    "What type?"

    "Type I."

    Type I refers to dural AVF.

    In this case, surgery can be selected for treatment, and isobutyl cyanoacrylate can also be used for embolization. The operation is simple and easy. The focus can be directly removed, or the drainage vein close to the fistula can be simply cut off to obtain permanent recovery.

    Wu Mian nodded and did not show contempt because type I arteriovenous fistula was not done. Surgery, there is no 100% reason to take it down.

    "Mian Shao, please come to this side." Professor Sun led the way in front, leading Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi all the way to the operating room.

    "Brother sun, the patient''s family has signed."

    "It''s all neat. It''s all templates. It''s very simple." Sun Gang said with a smile. "If it''s a week in advance, it may not be so fast. It''s just a coincidence that Mr. Hou came to do the teaching operation."

    Copy and paste is an extremely annoying practice in the medical department, but no matter how many documents are issued, clinicians are still copying and pasting.

    As a result, many doctors are careless, what left is written as right, what benign is written as malignant, what... All kinds of mistakes, only unexpected, nothing can not be done.

    Wu Mian is not interested in this. Since he entered the clinic for 2 months and 13 days, his attention has shifted from the basic clinical work to the details of the operation. medical record? The key is that Wu Mian has never written a major medical record since then.

    "The patient has been under general anesthesia, and the family members are particularly cooperative." speaking of this, Professor Sun showed a strange smile. He hesitated and asked, "why is the person who sent the patient a Taoist?"

    "Brother sun, he''s not a Taoist. He''s a doctor in the emergency department of bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital." Chu Zhixi said with a smile, "I didn''t think of it before."

    "Hahaha, there are too many people who rely on laogua mountain and want to get some benefits in the name of laogua mountain Taoist temple." Sun Gang said with a smile, "Mianshao, you don''t know laogua mountain Taoist temple."

    "Don''t call it Mianshao, call it Miss Wu." Wu Mian said, "I''ve heard from the old man that the incense is very prosperous."

    "It''s not just incense. Taoist Xue of the Taoist temple has a deep relationship with our sophomore."