Medical Sovereign

seventy friendship

Before Xiao Nuo waited for Master Pang to finish speaking, he disappeared into the cafeteria in a flash.

Master Pang smiled, and said to himself: "This girl is beautiful and sensible, and she is a perfect match for Dr. Ding."

Immediately, he took out a small notebook and looked at the secret method that he had just memorized on it with a full face: "Blessed are these little bastards. The two skills that Dr. Ding taught me are enough to make my cooking skills go up a big step. hey-hey!"

Wang Guoliang, a border guard, clashed with a drug dealer during a border inspection last night and exchanged fire. Although he managed to take down the drug dealer, his right leg was also injured by a grenade.

Although the steel ball was taken out after first aid, his leg bones had been comminuted and fractured, and a large area of ​​muscle tissue was necrotic. After consultation, the doctors announced that he could only perform amputation.

When he heard the news, he felt like the sky was falling. He was only 21 years old this year, and he still had a long life, but his next life could only be spent in a wheelchair.

What made him even more unacceptable was that he had to retire early due to disability and leave his beloved military career.

He was the second eldest in his family, and his elder brother was killed because he refused to help drug dealers transport drugs. He once swore in front of his elder brother's cold body that he would catch the drug dealer who killed his elder brother and avenge his elder brother.

But now, he was unable to fulfill his vow and had to leave the army early with his disabled body, which made him, who has always been known as a tough guy, cry bitterly.

The comrades in arms silently surrounded his ward, their eyes were red, but they didn't know how to comfort this brave soldier.

Countless front-line soldiers are retired due to disabilities every year. Wang Guoliang is not the first case, nor will he be the last.

Although they have been mentally prepared since the day they became border guards, they still cannot accept this reality when it comes to their comrades-in-arms.

These men who bleed but did not shed tears choked with sobs and let their tears flow wantonly, but they couldn't express the comfort of thousands of words, they could only turn into silent crying.

In particular, Zhang Ziqiang, a comrade-in-arms who was crushed under Wang Guoliang's rescue and escaped the catastrophe, cried loudly.

Self-blame and guilt made this tough man kneel in front of the doctor, kowtowed non-stop, thumping, his forehead was bruised and purple, even dripping blood, begging bitterly:

"Please doctor, save him, he is still young, he is only 21 years old, he was injured to save me, woo woo woo, medical skills are so advanced now, can you transplant my leg to him, please Please, doctor, please..."

Listening to Zhang Ziqiang's pleading voice like a cuckoo weeping blood, the iron bone tenderness made people weep for him.

Even though the attending doctor Fang Mingyang was used to this kind of scene, he still couldn't help being moved by it, his eyes were flushed, he closed his eyes sadly, and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, the current level of medical treatment is not up to this level. His leg has already suffered from extensive tissue necrosis, and it is still spreading. If the amputation is not performed immediately, his life may be in danger."

Zhang Ziqiang collapsed on the ground as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out, and he wailed like a wolf in despair: "Why, why is this happening? Guoliang, I'm sorry for you, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't... "

"Brother Qiang, stop talking, isn't it just an amputation? I have one leg amputated, and I still have another leg. Compared with those comrades who died, I have already made money. Don't cry, don't cry..."

With tears in his eyes, Wang Guoliang comforted Zhang Ziqiang in turn. Zhang Ziqiang hugged Wang Guoliang and cried with red eyes.

The man did not flick his tears lightly, but because he hadn't reached the place where he was sad, his comrades surrounded them one after another, hugged the two of them, and let the tears flow wantonly. The choked voice made those who heard it cry and those who saw it were sad.

Fang Mingyang stood aside, turned his head away, and secretly wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, even though as a doctor, he shouldn't have performances that affect patients' emotions,

But when he faced this group of cutest people, he still couldn't control his emotions.

"Doctor Fang, can I see his medical records and films?"

A young voice suddenly sounded, so eye-catching amidst the choked sobs.

Fang Mingyang looked at Ding Ning in astonishment, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"I am Ding Ning, a doctor from Ninghai. Captain Zhou Yaozu can confirm my identity."

Ding Ning said neither humble nor overbearing, he just came to the medical station habitually, but unexpectedly encountered such a scene, he was deeply moved by the deep comrade-in-arms of these soldiers, so he decided to act.

Massive necrosis of muscle tissue due to strong external forces is basically unsolvable in the eyes of Western medicine and can only be treated by amputation.

But from the perspective of Chinese medicine, there is no incurable injury in this world, it just depends on whether the doctor's level can be reached.

Muscle tissue necrosis is caused by external damage to blood vessels, muscles and meridians, resulting in the inability of the body to circulate autonomously, resulting in muscle tissue necrosis.

As long as the blood vessels are dredged, the meridians are reorganized, the broken bones are reset, and the body's self-healing function is activated, the metabolism of the cells will stimulate the growth of the muscles.

"Doctor Ding? So it's you, hello, I've heard of you, Yaozu and I are in the same dormitory, last night he came back in the middle of the night, told me about you, highly respected you, and I even said It's time to ask you for advice. The poisonous arrow wood has no solution other than the red-backed bamboo grass. Especially in the mainland, the toxicity of blood seal throat is not a joke, but you forced the poisoned person to drag it for two days. Hours of dead time, that's amazing, how did you do it?"

What Ding Ning didn't expect was that Fang Mingyang knew him very well. As soon as Ding Ning reported himself as his family, he immediately extended his hand enthusiastically.

Ding Ning held his hand and smiled shyly: "I am an ancestral Chinese medicine practitioner, and I have used a method that can delay the spread of the poison. It is not worth mentioning, but our top priority now is the soldier's injury. I can see Have you read medical records and films?"

"Yes, of course, Xiao Liu, go and get Wang Guoliang's medical records and films."

Fang Mingyang is also a very forthright person, he ordered a pretty little nurse behind him to get the medical records, held Ding Ning's hand firmly, and poured out bitter water with a sigh:

"To be honest, being a military doctor is really terrible, especially in our border hospital. It is a huge torture to our body and mind. Every time we look at their injuries, we are helpless, and our hearts hurt like needles. Yes, I’m not afraid of your jokes, every time I see these lovely soldiers being disabled or even dying in order to protect our frontier, I can’t help but want to shed tears and hate my own incompetence.”

"This shows that Dr. Fang is a sentimental person. The receptors that military doctors face are relatively simple. They are all brave soldiers. It is normal to have some mood swings. Unlike doctors in the mainland, anyone can come into contact with it. I am used to it." I can understand Dr. Fang's feelings when parting from life and death, just like this soldier, this is the first time I have seen such a scene, and I can't help but be moved, so Yue Zu wants to give it a try , I wonder if Doctor Fang can give me a chance."

Ding Ning's affection for Fang Mingyang doubled. Compared with the doctors in the big hospitals in the mainland who had long been insensitive to the parting of life and death, these military doctors were as cute as those fearless soldiers.

Fang Mingyang glanced at Wang Guoliang in embarrassment: "Personally, I certainly hope that Dr. Ding can rejuvenate and prevent Wang Guoliang from suffering the pain of amputation, but this must be done by consulting the superiors, as well as Wang Guoliang himself. Let me ask you a question, Dr. Ding, how sure are you that you can cure Wang Guoliang without amputation?"

Ding Ning thought for a while, and replied confidently: "Now I dare not say that I have a certain degree of certainty. Let me check it for him first."

At this moment, Wang Guoliang's comrades all stopped crying and looked at Doctor Fang and Ding Ning anxiously.

Zhang Ziqiang clenched his fists and stared at Ding Ning tightly, his eyes full of hope, he was willing to pay any price to prevent Wang Guoliang from amputating his limbs.

"Wang Guoliang, this is Dr. Ding from Ninghai. His medical skills are so superb that even Dr. Zhou is highly respected. Would you like to let him try?"

Fang Mingyang asked Wang Guoliang in a gentle tone, and mentioned Zhou Yaozu's name, because Zhou Yaozu held an extremely high status in the hearts of the soldiers, and he was better than Fang Mingyang in surgery.

Wang Guoliang's eyes suddenly burst into a gleam, and he nodded heavily: "I am willing to try."

With a smile on his lips, Ding Ning walked quickly to Wang Guoliang's side, stretched out his finger and rested it on his wrist, and the absolute sense of touch was activated, forming a three-dimensional image in his mind.

The femur of the right leg was comminuted, more than half of the meridians were broken, the veins were broken, the blood could not circulate, and the necrosis of muscle tissue tended to spread. No wonder the hospital had no choice but to amputate the limb.

There was no sound in the ward, and everyone held their breath, staring at Ding Ning nervously, paying attention to every change in his expression.

Ding Ning sometimes frowned, sometimes relaxed, and sometimes thought hard, every expression touched the hearts of those present.

Wang Guoliang's comrades-in-arms were even more anxious, with their hearts in their throats, like prisoners waiting for the judge's final verdict, lest this last hope would also be cut off.

Even when Nurse Xiao Liu sent the medical records and films, Fang Mingyang raised his index finger and hissed lightly, telling her not to disturb Ding Ning's diagnosis.

Nurse Xiao Liu blinked her big eyes and looked at Ding Ning, a young and over-the-top doctor curiously, wondering how old this inland doctor was and whether he was reliable.

However, that concentrated look was really handsome, Nurse Xiao Liu didn't know what to think of, her pretty face flushed slightly.

After a long time, under the tense attention of everyone, Ding Ning let go of Wang Guoliang's wrist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Eighty percent, I'm eighty percent sure that he can be cured."

"Yeah!" There was thunderous revelry in the whole ward, and Zhang Ziqiang fell to his knees with a thump, tears streaming down his face before he could speak, and said in a broken voice: "Dr. Ding, thank you, thank you!"

Wang Guoliang was even more shocked, looked at Ding Ning in disbelief, swallowed his saliva and asked tremblingly: "Doctor Ding, I really don't need amputation?"

"Yes, there is no need for amputation. I am 80% sure that I can cure you, but..."

Following Ding Ning's passing, everyone became nervous again, staring nervously at Ding Ning, afraid of hearing any bad news.

"However, you must cooperate with my treatment. Your injury is very serious. You must lie in bed for at least half a year before you can do some rehabilitation exercises. You must not do too strenuous exercise, otherwise, even the gods will not be able to save you."

Ding Ning exhorted with a serious expression.

"Then when can I return to the team? Can't I be active in the future?"

Wang Guoliang swallowed, and asked worriedly.

"That's not true. If you recover well, it will take up to eight months. I guarantee you will be alive and kicking, no different from before."

Ding Ning said confidently.

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