Doctor: I picked up attributes in the hospital

Chapter 284 The team is gradually expanding
a week later.

nine in the morning.

Ward.

In front of the hospital bed of the "tree man" patient.

Today is the time for the "tree man" to change his dressing for the first time.

Before, Zhao Heng had performed another total resection on this uncle who had gone through seven operations before, which can be said to have suffered and suffered a lot. However, the difference between this operation and the previous seven operations was that Zhao Heng This time, the uncle was transplanted with epithelial stem cells cultivated with the latest technology.

Today's dressing change is a critical moment to witness whether the transplanted epithelial stem cells are working.

It can be said that if the stem cell transplantation does not work this time, then this uncle will definitely relapse again in the future, and by that time, there is no other way except amputation.

"How are you feeling these days?"

Zhao Heng asked the uncle who was lying on the hospital bed and looked very nervous.

This time, it is a great pioneering work to treat verrucous epidermal dysplasia with total excision + transplantation of epithelial stem cells.

It can be said that the operation and treatment this time can be used as an example of dermatology.

"It just feels a little itchy, but it's not as itchy as before and I can't help but want to scratch."

The uncle thought for a while and said.

Every time he relapsed before, he would watch those "twigs" grow on his legs, and it was accompanied by extreme visual and psychological discomfort. The most difficult thing to get over was the extremely itchy feeling .

Countless days and nights, the uncle took a lot of painkillers, but it didn't work at all. He could only scratch with his hands until the skin he scratched was festered and dripping with blood.

This kind of difficult and painful moment, I believe that hell is nothing more than this.

"Itching is normal, which means that the transplanted epithelial stem cells are starting to grow. If there is no itching at all, it means that the transplantation has failed."

Zhao Heng said softly to the uncle who was lying on the hospital bed with a worried face.

Since he became a doctor, he has seen this anxious expression of fear of hopelessness.

"Doctor Zhao, if it succeeds this time, will it not relapse in the future?"

The uncle couldn't help asking.

As soon as he said this, the uncle and wife standing beside him also looked at Zhao Heng nervously and hopefully.

In fact, since her husband got this disease, people have been persuading her constantly, saying that this disease cannot be cured, and sooner or later the limb will be amputated. Once the amputation occurs, it will be a disability.

It was her natal family who vaguely advised her that a labor force with no legs, what else could she do? They all advised her to leave early.

However, she withstood all these pressures and did not reveal anything to her husband.

There is a couple for one life, although she doesn't have much culture and doesn't know anything about life, but she has already regarded her husband as the only one in her life.

This recognition is so simple and sincere.

"This time, the epithelial stem cells were transplanted. If the transplantation is successful, the skin tissue can be remodeled, and the probability of recurrence is very small."

Zhao Heng said.

"Change your medicine."

After a pause, Zhao Heng said to Tian Zhen who was standing beside him.

Standing next to Tian Zhen were Liu Meng and Qu Xiaofeng.

Liu Meng is now a doctor in the ward, so he is naturally very concerned about the conditions of the patients in the ward, and Qu Xiaofeng, as the person in charge of the stem cell culture room of Dongfang Hospital, is also very concerned about the application of stem cells.

Just when Tian Zhen put on the gloves and lifted the gauze covering the uncle's legs, almost everyone present was looking forward to it.

According to common sense, the current uncle should have undergone an amputation operation, but his current legs can be preserved, all thanks to Zhao Heng.

As Tian Zhen peeled off the gauze bit by bit, because the gauze and the wound were partially adhered, which involved the sensitive subcutaneous nerves, some unbearable expressions appeared on the uncle's face.

But he still held back, after all, compared to the itchy and painful feeling of ten thousand ants biting his legs before, the slight pain of the gauze pulling the skin is nothing.

Seeing the pained expression on the uncle's face, Tian Zhen became more careful, and it took several minutes before the gauze was completely removed.

When the gauze was completely removed, Zhao Heng immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the recovery of the uncle's legs.

Zhao Heng saw that the uncle's legs already had pink granulation tissue, which indicated that the transplanted epithelial stem cells were growing very well.

"Doctor, how are you?"

It was also the first time for the uncle to see his own legs. They didn’t look oozing, and they were very refreshing. Although the exposed pink granulation tissue looked a bit oozing, it was also darker than the previous "twig" tissue that was still pus. Much better.

"The recovery is very good, there is no exudation and ulceration, and the transplanted epithelial stem cell tissue is growing very well."

Zhao Heng said.

"Then...doctor, is this a success?"

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, although the uncle had thought about it, he still said it a little uncertainly.

"Well, it worked."

Seeing the uncle's very anxious expression, Zhao Heng nodded with certainty and said.

"Thank you...thank you doctor."

The uncle said gratefully, and the uncle's wife who was standing beside her had tears in her eyes.

The couple had waited too long for this moment.

"Take a good rest and recuperate. After recovery, it will basically not affect your work."

Zhao Heng said.

The uncle and his wife expressed their thanks again.

After returning to the office from the ward, Liu Meng looked at Zhao Heng with admiration.

Although epidermal dysplasia verrucous is not a terminal illness, it is not fatal, but the slow and painful torture it brings to patients is more terrifying than some fatal terminal illnesses.

Now Zhao Heng can say that he has overcome this intractable disease in this patient, which makes Liu Meng feel that it is time for him to change some of his previous views on medicine.

"Dr. Zhao, the stem cell therapy has succeeded again. This time, I must write a paper, and it will definitely be published in a very important journal."

Qu Xiaofeng also said excitedly.

"I'll leave the writing of the thesis to you, Dr. Qu, and just give me a second author's signature when the time comes."

Zhao Heng smiled and said to Qu Xiaofeng.

"Doctor Zhao, this is the treatment method you proposed, how can you ask the second author to sign?"

When Qu Xiaofeng heard Zhao Heng's words, his heart was naturally very moved. Once this paper is published, it can be said that it will be very important in the industry. Maybe he will be promoted to deputy director.

But this is the treatment method proposed by Zhao Heng, so naturally he can't take the lead.

"Doctor Qu, this is a critical moment for you. I'm not short of this paper, so you can sign it as the first author. Besides, I really don't have the time and energy to write this paper during this time."

Zhao Heng smiled again and said.

"This.."

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Qu Xiaofeng hesitated.

"Then I'll thank you, Dr. Zhao, call me if you have anything to do in the future, don't say anything."

After hesitating for a while, Qu Xiaofeng made up his mind, he couldn't let go of such a good opportunity.

"Well, Old Qu, our cooperation has just begun."

Zhao Heng nodded and said.

Liu Meng, who was standing aside, saw this scene, and she knew that Qu Xiaofeng was following Zhao Heng.

This is a means of taking heart.

　Something happened today, the update is a bit late, readers greatly forgive me.

　　
　
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