After Jingli was admitted to the hospital, the doctor directly performed intracranial CT for Jingli according to Su Mian's requirements. Sure enough, there was a bullet near the blood vessel.
Wang Yuqin has cried red eyes. "In recent years, he often feels dizzy. Let him check it. He said it's okay. There was a bullet in it!"
The three brothers and sisters of the Jing family were startled.
Normal people who can stand a bullet in their head!
Su Mian has changed her white coat and is discussing the plan with several experts.
Provincial surgeons have never had craniotomy, so they can only place their hope on Su Mian.
After several people discussed, Su Mian said, "everyone, head Jing is going to have a craniotomy to take out the bullet."
As soon as Wang Yuqin heard that she was going to have a craniotomy, she directly objected, "no, how can Jingli do such a big operation at his age?"
The two sisters of the Jing family are both doctors. Although they are not surgeons, they know a lot about this aspect.
Jing Li is really old. Even if he can get off the operating table, his recovery is a problem.
"Su Mian, can my father do this operation?" Jing Xiangwan asked. She believed in Su Mian's technology. As long as Su Mian said yes, there would be no problem.
Su Mian nodded. "Indeed, head Jing is not suitable for this operation at his age."
"Ah, what should I do? I can't let the bullet stay inside all the time. My father has been in a coma?" Jing Xiangwan asked eagerly.
Jing Xiangqiu and Wang Yuqin became nervous.
Can't do surgery, what can I do?
"However, there are other ways. But there may be too much bleeding, so prepare enough blood!"
Hearing Su Mian's first half sentence, everyone just put their heart down. After listening, Wang Yuqin directly said, "no, Jingli can't give blood transfusion. His blood type is special, and there may not be so many blood banks!"
The three brothers and sisters of the Jing family looked at Wang Yuqin in confusion, "Mom, my father has a special blood type. Why are we all normal?"
"You all follow me. Your father is a p blood group. The rarity of this blood group is second only to Panda blood. It is very rare in China."
Several people were stunned. It was the first time they knew that their father had type P blood.
"What should I do? Su Mian, think of another way!"
Su Mian is really convinced. Jiang's family has panda blood, and Jing's family has p-type blood.
She can't help it without blood.
Jing Li's age and body really can't open his head. Su Mian wanted to give him minimally invasive traction to drain out the bullet.
This operation is less risky, but requires a lot of blood.
But that's the only way right now.
"First ask the hospital inventory, or if there is any inventory in nearby hospitals." Su Mian ordered.
"OK, doctor Su, I'll contact!" a doctor turned and went out.
Su Mian connects Wen with consciousness.
"Wen Wen, can you get type P blood?"
Wen Wen is much more clever since she was severely scolded by Su Mian last time.
Su Mian realized that as soon as she entered the space, Wen Wen came over with a dogleg on her face, "master, I haven't seen you for a long time. What's bothering you? I'll help you share your worries!"
Especially, Wen Wen is attentive. It doesn't look like a divine beast. It's obviously white possessed.
Su Mian glanced at him obliquely, "speak well and talk about how to get type P blood?"
Wen Wen shook his fan, covered half of his face and walked up to Su Mian, "far away and near."
Su Mian didn't understand, "don't circle."
"You have it yourself?"
"I'm type B blood. How can I transfuse type P blood?"
Wen Wen smiled, "you are now connected with this divine beast. Your blood can be transfused to anyone, and..." Wen covered his mouth again.