Chapter 327

On the third floor, the whole department was in a mess.

In a ward, a patient with high blood pressure was lying in bed, his hands and feet twitching constantly. It looked very terrible.

Most of the nurses on the night shift are young and inexperienced. They are scared to stay aside and don't know what to do.

There is a doctor on duty who is not very experienced.

"This symptom is likely to be a stroke caused by intracerebral hemorrhage. Send it to the emergency room." Said the doctor on duty.

"There may not be a doctor in the emergency room. Who is the most professional in the treatment of stroke in this hospital?" Ye Xiong came over and asked.

"Vice president."

"Vice president."

The two nurses said in unison.

"Call her right away." Ye Xiong hurried.

The two nurses hesitated and did not move.

"What are you doing? Life is at stake!" Ye Xiong hurried.

"It's two o'clock in the morning now. The vice president has rested. She doesn't like to be disturbed when she sleeps, or she rarely goes out of the emergency room. Generally, she has to make an appointment for surgery." A female nurse said.

"Special cases, special solutions."

Ye Xiong didn't care so much at the moment. He quickly took out his phone and asked, "what's her phone number?"

"The emergency room in the inpatient building is not in her charge."

"I asked, what's her phone number?" Ye Xiong roared.

The female nurse had no choice but to give out a telephone number.

Ye Xiong dialed out. In a moment, the phone was connected.

"Hello, who?" The other party's voice was not loud, but it was very cold.

It seems that Duanmu Linglong is disturbed to sleep and is in a bad mood.

"Hello, vice president. A patient with hypertension on the third floor of the inpatient building may have a stroke. The situation is very critical. I would like to ask the vice president for help." Ye Xiong said bluntly.

On the phone, Duanmu Linglong was silent for a moment, only said one word, OK, and then hung up the phone.

In less than ten minutes, Duanmu Linglong appeared in the inpatient building, wearing only simple clothes. It seems that she lives in the hospital at night. Otherwise, she couldn't have come so early.

Duanmu Linglong initially checked the old man's pupils and various life characteristics, and then said, "send it to the CT room immediately to check the brain bleeding."

The group of people sent the old man to the examination room to make a film. Soon the film was taken. Duanmu Linglong looked at the results above and frowned.

"What happened?" Asked Ye Xiong.

"The situation is not optimistic. There is a large area of bleeding in the brain. If it is not treated with Yang, it may be life-threatening."

"What do you mean, brain craniotomy right away?"

"Surgery is necessary, but the success rate of today's craniotomy is less than 60%, and even if it is successful, the patient's future life will become a problem."

"Is there any way?" Ye Xiong recognized her voice.

"Another way is to draw blood with acupuncture, take hemostatic drugs, puncture the patient's head with a silver needle, and release the congestion with the method of drawing blood." Duanmu Linglong said.

"You mean to use the blood drawing method among the nine acupoint divine needles?"

Duanmu Linglong looked at Ye Xiong in surprise. Unexpectedly, he guessed his idea. Also, how did he know the nine acupoint divine needle?

"Nine acupoint divine needle is the treasure of Lingnan School. I don't know which one." Ye Xiong hurriedly explained. Seeing that she was still hesitating, he hurriedly said, "it's urgent. We can't delay any more."

Duanmu Linglong shook his head: "my current strength has not reached the point of intracranial blood introduction. I have never actually operated this operation. Except my father and second uncle, there is no second person in Duanmu family who has this strength."

"Didn't you say you studied?"

"But I haven't actually fought. I'm afraid I'll miss the time of craniotomy, which will kill a life." This is what Duanmu Linglong is most worried about.

"I believe you can do well. Since your father can do it, why can't you do it?"

Duanmu Linglong thought for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "then I'll try and help me prepare surgical supplies."

The little nurse ran out immediately and brought back the necessary supplies soon.

Duanmu Linglong took out a pair of silver needles with holes, about four inches long, and put them aside for disinfection.

"It may hurt when the needle is dropped. Help me hold his head and don't let him move. If his head moves, something bigger may happen." Duanmu Linglong said seriously.

Ye Xiong nodded, walked aside and held the old man's head with both hands.

Duanmu Linglong's hand trembled a little. She took a deep breath. It took a long time for her hand to completely shake down and insert a silver needle into the old man's brain.

According to the pictures taken by CT, she already knew the location of the bleeding. In her mind, she had the general idea of silver needle drawing blood.

With the insertion of the silver needle, the old man struggled instinctively. Fortunately, ye Xiong's hand held his head so tightly that he couldn't move.

The silver needle was completely inserted into about three inches, the end wood was exquisite, the chest fluctuated, the breathing was clear and rapid, and the appearance of emergency overflowed on the face. At first glance, it was very nervous. Seeing the small hole of the silver needle, there was no change. Duanmu Linglong took the silver needle, played and twisted. The skillful action opened Ye Xiong's eyes. He always wanted to see the nine acupoint divine needle method with his own eyes, and now he finally saw it. Under Duanmu's exquisite operation, after a few minutes, the pinhole began to see red, and the congestion in the brain flowed out and fell onto the bed bit by bit“ It's bleeding. Great. " The little nurse beside said excitedly“ I knew you could do it. " Ye Xiong smiled“ The bleeding area is too large. I have to draw blood in five directions. This is the first, and there are four. " Duanmu Linglong dried the sweat on his forehead and began to use the second needle. With the success of the first needle, the second needle Duanmu Linglong obviously increased her confidence. She skillfully dropped the needle, inserted it with various methods of acupuncture and moxibustion, and then led out the blood. Seeing the success of the second needle, all three faces showed an excited look. In the twinkling of an eye, the four needles were completely placed, and a lot of congestion flowed out of the four pinholes respectively. The last shot. Duanmu Linglong was very nervous and put the needle in. At this time, the situation appeared. She tried many times in a row and couldn't insert it. The silver needle was blocked by the skull at an inch. Duanmu Linglong was so busy that she couldn't succeed. The little nurse kept helping her sweat“ What's going on? " Asked Ye Xiong“ No wonder my father never let me do the acupuncture operation of intracranial blood drawing. What he said was true. With my current internal skill, I can't pierce my skull. " Duanmu Linglong said“ How did you do the first four? " Ye Xiong is a little strange“ For the previous four stitches, I bypassed the skull. " Ye Xiong looked at the previous four needles and inserted them obliquely. At that time, he wondered why it was to bypass the skull“ Can't you go around now? " Asked the little nurse“ No, this is the position of the skull. It can't be wound. This is the position with the greatest congestion and the most dangerous. If you can't draw blood in this place, the first four needles won't do much. " Duanmu Linglong was very anxious. He tried many times, but he couldn't insert the silver needle. Just then, the door of the operating room was pushed open. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.