Is there metal on the head?

If it were the directors of other departments, they might have started spraying. If you didn’t even have an examination, how could you tell if the patient has metal on his head? Do you have a perspective eye?

However, Director Xiao has been on the battlefield. Some soldiers will have shrapnel on their heads and bodies after they come down from the battlefield, which is the kind that they find after a long time.

"You have done a lot of this, and we really have to be careful not to happen. I will think about it and add this to the code and start with the emergency department."

Director Xiao said.

Although what Wang Yang said is rare, it is not without it. If one is improperly dealt with, the entire emergency department will be implicated.

Wang Yang nodded. This is why Wang Yang likes to communicate with Director Xiao. Director Xiao will not use his identity as director, nor will he feel that authority is challenged because you have raised objections.

Director Xiao is good at listening to opinions, but the premise is that you can convince Director Xiao. If your professional knowledge cannot convince Director Xiao and you still want Director Xiao to listen to your opinions, it is undoubtedly a dream.

Back in the emergency office, Wang Yang had just sat down, but his butt was not hot yet. The patient who had just gone to do a head CT came to Wang Yang with a film.

Wang Yang asked them to be calm and insert the film on the video reader to watch it.

"My God, how did you get in?"

Professor Swen widened his eyes, "Do you China really know how to practice kung fu and can enter your body?"

Li Ge also put down his work and looked at the video reader. He was also frightened by the content on the video reader - three steel needles about 3 cm were present in the patient's skull.

Wang Yang let out a long sigh. The system dog did not lie to him. There was indeed a metal foreign object, but he didn't expect it to be a steel needle.

Fortunately, Wang Yang met a patient. If he had done a nuclear magnetic resonance, the magnetic field would have an impact on the metal. The three silver needles would move with the magnetic field, and the patient's brain tissue would be directly shattered by the three silver needles.

I looked at the age of the patient, forty-nine years old, and almost fifty years old, and happened to be in an era when people favored boys over girls.

This steel needle should have been inserted by the patient when he was a child by his family. In the south, girls were often abandoned decades ago and could be picked up everywhere.

The reason why the steel needle is inserted is because Tao City believes in ghosts and gods at that time, and using silver needles can scare away the girl's soul. The next child of this family will not dare to reincarnate.

Wang Yang also saw this kind of thing on the Internet watching ghost stories, but he didn't expect that it actually happened in reality.

Although the patient couldn't understand the film, the three steel needles could still understand the patient, after all, they were slender and slender.

"Do you remember when your headache started?"

Wang Yang asked.

The patient shook his head and said, "I don't remember it very much. It seems to have started at a very young age."

Wang Yang further determined his judgment. This should be the patient's childhood. The patient's current situation is not suitable for emergency department surgery, and Wang Yang has never done neurosurgery surgery.

The location of these three steel needles is near the language and movement center. Without absolute certainty, Wang Yang did not dare to perform this operation. In Wang Yang's opinion, at least a master-level skill can be completed, but Wang Yang can't have a master-level skill now.

And another point is that the steel needle has been in the patient's body for at least 30 years, unlike some who only have a few months, and can be directly clamped out with hemostatic forceps for one or two years.

Now the steel needle in the patient's skull should have begun to change its texture and become very fragile, almost breaking at one touch.

Moreover, even if Wang Yang tries to do the surgery, this kind of surgery is not something that Wang Yang can do alone. He must have an experienced neurosurgeon.

Wang Yang did not choose to try the pros and cons of the brief analysis, and chose to let the patient have denervical surgery.

After listening to Wang Yang's explanation, the patient did not cry, but the patient's friend started crying instead. The patient's friend was a child and had a good relationship. He knew that the patient had suffered a lot since childhood. The child had grown up and should have enjoyed his happiness, but now there is another gate of hell.

Wang Yang didn't know how to persuade him. This operation can only be said to be life-threatening, and it is very difficult.

This time, Wang Yang was helpless for the first time. If Wang Yang had master-level neurosurgery skills, Wang Yang would definitely have gone directly.

After sending the patient to the department of neurosurgery, Wang Yang returned to the office to read the paper for a while. Professor Swen discovered new things about the diffusion of nuclear magnetic resonance and discussed it with Wang Yang.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, a middle-aged man in Zhongshan suit knocked on the door of the emergency office.

"Doctor Wang is here?"

Wang Yang opened the door and saw the man dressing up and replied: "I am."

"Doctor Wang looks so young, let me introduce myself. My name is Zheng Guoqiang."

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and shook Wang Yang.

"Hello Director Zheng!"

Wang Yang said with a smile.

"Doctor Wang is polite. I just came from Director Xiao, but I didn't expect that there are still people in Chenchang Town who don't even care about their children's lives for money, and they all fell into the eyes of money!"

Zheng Guoqiang regrets that iron cannot be a steel road.

"Director Zheng, I'm in trouble this time."

Wang Yangdao.

"No trouble, Dr. Wang will take me over to see the patient."

Zheng Guoqiang said.

Wang Yang took Zheng Guoqiang to the door of the ward. He wanted to go in with Zheng Guoqiang, but Zheng Guoqiang stopped Wang Yang.

"Doctor Wang, don't go in. I'll just come forward. If you come forward, you might even have something bad."

Wang Yang nodded and did not go back to the office, but stood a little far from the ward door.

Suddenly, a loud curse came from the ward.

"Damn, do you know how much trouble you caused me?

If you want to die, don’t drag your daughter to death. If you don’t cure your daughter’s illness today, don’t want to have land subsidies next year!”

Wang Yang was outside listening to the dirty words in the ward, and admired them from the bottom of his heart. Sure enough, everything was defeated by others.

After more than ten minutes, there was a rustling sound inside, as if it was the apology of the patient's father. Zheng Guoqiang cursed a few more times and walked out of the ward.

But when he walked out, Zheng Guoqiang smiled and said, "Doctor Wang, the matter is handled!"

Wang Yang gave a thumbs up, Zheng Guoqiang shook his head, and walked, saying, "It's not easy to do grassroots work. Talking to them well, no one listens to you. You can only scold them to death so that they can deeply recognize their mistakes."

"I have seen his daughter's appearance, and her face turned pale. I feel sorry for her. His dog is full of brides. If I were him, I would have beaten him to death."

Zheng Guoqiang turned around and said, "Doctor Wang, I am used to talking like this in the countryside, don't be surprised."

"It's okay, it's okay, just solve the problem. Thank you Director Zheng."

Wang Yang waved his hand.
Chapter completed!