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Chapter 552 Good Luck!
After Fang Ziye left, Han Ningkun saw him off all the way, driving him back to the entrance of the sanatorium. He then got out of the car to apologize politely before heading back.

Fang Ziye watched Han Ningkun's departing figure, feeling a deep sense of melancholy and regret.

Fang Ziye didn't actually need Han Ningkun to be so polite, but from another perspective, Han Ningkun also seemed unable to be anything but polite, just like when he faced Academician Qiu Zhenghua and others, he had to be all smiles.

Fang Ziye first called Professor Qu Tangwei.

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canteen.

Fang Ziye and Qu Tangwei sat facing each other, Qu Tangwei's expression was serious at this moment!
Qu Tangwei is about 1.73 meters tall with a straight figure, but his face is slightly chubby and he has a double chin. No matter how you look at it, his figure is not enough to support that he has a double chin.

His eyebrows were thick, which already made him look very serious, and now they appeared quite 'harsh'.

"Professor Fang, do you mean that my niece has been tied up with a rope again?" Qu Tangwei's tone was a little annoyed, but not angry.

The hemp rope is cut at the delicate point, and bad luck finds the poor.

Qu Tangwei wasn't blaming Fang Ziye; it was just that the steamed buns and eggs in his hands had suffered. They had become real egg pancakes, shells and all, without any other impurities.

"Professor Qu, this is just my speculation at the moment. The MRI scans sent to me by the Central Hospital did not show some nerve segments clearly enough."

"I only noticed the degenerative changes in the peripheral nerves today after seeing the old MRI data," Fang Ziye explained cautiously.

Qu Tangwei, sitting opposite him, took a deep breath with mixed feelings and replied, "In my generation, there are many brothers and sisters. Our parents can't take care of everyone."

“My second sister is especially good to me. I have many nephews and nieces, but perhaps because of my second sister, this niece is the one I care about the most.”

"It's not appropriate to chat like this at home, but I have nothing to be embarrassed about in front of Professor Fang."

"There are very few uncles in the world who can treat everyone equally. I am not one of the few."

"So Professor Fang, if you can think of a solution, money is not a problem," Qu Tangwei said.

Qu Tangwei is no longer the greenhorn he once was, nor is he a small-time doctor struggling to make a living in Wuhan. He has been a professor for many years now, although his performance in internal medicine is not as high as that in surgery.

But considering all the research awards and other miscellaneous things he's received, he could easily come up with several million.

Fang Ziye had no siblings, so he could hardly understand Qu Tangwei's feelings at that moment. He replied, "Professor Qu, this is not about money!"

“AD or similar diseases are very difficult to treat, and may even be incurable.”

"However, the degenerative changes in the peripheral nerves are ultimately different from those in AD. The central nervous system cannot be moved, but the peripheral nerves can be moved in some way."

AD is short for Alzheimer's disease.

"Of course, we'll have to wait for the test results to assess the specifics," Fang Ziye said, not daring to make any sweeping statements.

Currently, the treatment of Alzheimer's disease (AD) has been at a low plateau, with no breakthroughs achieved over the years.

Fang Ziye was also encountering a similar disease for the first time.

The specific causes of these degenerative neural changes also need to be considered.

Qu Tangwei calmed himself down and breathed a sigh of relief: "Professor Fang, that's for sure! I'm a medical professional myself!"

"Not only should I accept God's punishment for the patients I encountered, but I should also accept God's harsh treatment of those around me."

"When it comes to illness, all beings are relatively equal."

Birth, aging, sickness, and death—except for the fact that everyone will eventually die, no stage of life is equal.

This also includes illness, but no one can escape illness.

"Thank you for your understanding, Professor Qu." Fang Ziye didn't say anything more.

……

When Fang Ziye reappeared in the surgical office area, Gong Jiahe and the others were somewhat surprised. However, after Fang Ziye explained a few words, everyone understood the situation.

Gong Jiahe touched his double chin, which was even larger than Qu Tangwei's, and blinked, saying, "Professor Fang, if you're too embarrassed to talk to Qu Tangwei, I can help you go and talk to him."

"For this kind of degenerative disease, you can try your luck in the neurology department."

Fang Ziye shook his head and said, "Currently, this little girl's muscle contractures have become widespread. Previously, we only thought it was monophasic muscle contractures caused by a viral infection!"

"However, it now appears that the viral infection has also become a trigger for neurodegenerative diseases, resulting in bipolar contracture."

"Going to neurosurgery, even if it slows the progression of degenerative changes, is useless in improving symptoms."

"Professor Gong, thank you for your kindness. If I really can't handle it, I will explain it directly to Professor Qu."

As a professor, Qu Tangwei would not do something that forces others to do something against their will.

Fang Ziye is now an associate professor, and he is not afraid of Fang's unreasonable demands.

Gong Jiahe nodded: "Professor Fang, since you're here today, shall we go and check on the patients under our care again?"

"The patient with the complete bone loss of a single lower limb was also admitted to the sanatorium yesterday and is currently awaiting surgery!"

"Gu Yi said that this patient is really looking forward to seeing Professor Fang."

"Okay!" Fang Ziye nodded and followed behind Gong Jiahe and the others.

The inspection is similar to a ward round, but here the "ward rounds" are all individual inspections, so you can choose the order in which you conduct the inspections.

The group naturally went to see the old lady whose bones were not ununioned first.

Currently, after undergoing immunosuppressive therapy within the group, her callus is increasing and showing a trend towards the next stage of fracture healing.

This healing process is particularly encouraging!

After carefully reviewing the X-ray and CT scan from yesterday's follow-up examination, Professor Gong Jiahe proactively suggested, "Congratulations, ma'am! You can be transferred out today!"

“There’s more of the everyday life in a hospital.”

"We will record the follow-up treatment in detail in your medical records, and the hospital you are referred to will also contact us!"

Upon hearing this, the elderly woman and her family members fell silent for a moment. Her husband lowered his voice and asked, "Professor Gong, do we really have to leave?"

"We've been struggling for ten years, and this is only just beginning to show signs of improvement. Can't we stay here until we recover?"

Gong Jiahe nodded and replied, "Yes, you still have to go! We don't accept ordinary rehabilitation cases here."

"Currently, the eldest sister's recovery process has been reviewed by many people, who all agree that she is in the recovery period and believe that she will be fully healed soon."

"Now my eldest sister can get out of bed and walk around."

“Resources here are still extremely scarce,” Gong Jiahe advised.

The old lady sighed first and said firmly, "Professor Gong, I'm leaving!"

"I'm just a little reluctant to part with you, Professor Gong and Professor Fang. You really are my saviors!"

"No, it should be a bodhisattva sent by heaven."

"A living Bodhisattva." She cupped her hands in her palms.

The admission and discharge procedures for the sanatorium didn't require much discussion from Gong Jiahe and others. They only needed to inform the logistics department, and someone would naturally come to negotiate with the patients and their families. After a comprehensive evaluation, those who wanted to leave had to leave, whether they wanted to or not!
Professor Gong put down the CT scan in his hand and placed it into the film bag, saying, "Sister, our work is special, so we won't say goodbye to you."

Wishing you a smooth recovery and good health.

The elderly man replied, "Professors, I also wish you good health, and please help us patients who have nowhere else to turn for treatment!"

"Professor Gong, Professor Fang, you are both living bodhisattvas. You will surely enjoy health and longevity in the future." Although the old man was superstitious, he did not attribute the credit to superstition.

The group then walked away from the courtyard.

"Professors, if I'm lucky again, I hope to meet you in Suzhou... to express my gratitude." The two elderly men called out to the outside.

……

When we entered the courtyard where the half-pelvis had been reconstructed, the eldest brother was using crutches to "go to the toilet"!
This is an essential ability for every man, but he has long coveted regaining it.

He had never imagined that he could stand up again.

Leaning on a cane with one hand, he asked the male caregiver to remove the urinal with embarrassment, and said, "Excuse me, professors, the time I chose to relieve myself is not the right one."

"If I had known you were coming at this time, I would have held back for a while."

He moved slowly, leaning on his canes, his pace not fast, but even so, he was very happy.

Ten days after his surgery, he can get out of bed and walk around a few times.

Whenever he reaches a point of 'functional rehabilitation,' he makes sure to walk around a few times to enjoy the instinct of walking upright as a human being.

"He seems to be recovering quite well."

"Now you can only be subjected to vertical stress, you can't sleep on your side, you can only lie down. Although this sleeping position may make you feel uncomfortable, you have to cooperate."

“Before your reconstructed bone has healed, unusual movements and lifestyles can cause the reconstructed bone to loosen, and then all our previous efforts will be in vain.”

"Nothing else. When you get back, eat more high-protein foods and also a high-fiber diet. Make sure you don't get constipated."

“You haven’t been suitable for constipation for the past six months,” Professor Gong Jiahe said, then added, “If there are no unforeseen circumstances, you should be able to be transferred to an outside hospital for rehabilitation before the holiday.”

"Being close to home this way means you can finally see the 'good' character you've been longing for," Professor Gong Jiahe said politely.

Having both a son and a daughter in middle age makes one a perfect family.

"Thank you, Professor Gong, thank you, Professor Fang, thank you, Professor Yan, thank you, Professor Miao, thank you, Professor Qu, thank you, Dr. Gu, thank you all..." The middle-aged man was not good with words, so he thanked each person one by one.

He nodded slightly as he turned the direction.

Aside from expressing his gratitude, he wouldn't say anything else.

It has been twelve days since his surgery, and the sutures have been removed. If his recovery is going well, it is time for him to leave the sanatorium.

He transferred out earlier than the Gong family and the professor had anticipated; it was tomorrow.

He agreed himself!
Although he wanted to thank Fang Ziye and the others, he also missed his children more. Moreover, the man knew that with his current status, the chances of him having any contact with the Gong family and others in the future were very low.

He didn't say many polite words.

Professor Gong Jiahe said, "Professor Fang, I'll have to trouble you to design a more comprehensive rehabilitation plan for him and include it in the medical prescription."

"Ever since you had that discussion with Professor Pi from the rehabilitation team, no one from the rehabilitation team has been willing to come to our trauma team," Gong Jiahe said with a sophisticated joke.

Professor Fang Zhikuan then chimed in, "Not coming is a sign of respect for Professor Fang. Perhaps they feel that they are not as professional as Professor Fang in the field of trauma rehabilitation, so they dare not point fingers!"

After the last pelvic reconstruction surgery, the team, as usual, invited people from the rehabilitation department to design a rehabilitation plan.

As a result, Fang Ziye rejected several projects.

When Professor Pi from the Rehabilitation Department found out, he came over specifically to consult with them, and he was a little angry.

However, he was eventually persuaded and sent away by Fang Ziye.

Later on, the rehabilitation team simply stopped coming.

Fang Ziye had no choice!
The treatment principles for many orthopedic surgeries are written down: 30% surgery, 70% rehabilitation.

Although the prerequisite for rehabilitation guidance is surgery, Fang Ziye could only upgrade his basic theories of rehabilitation medicine, manual massage, movement rehabilitation, muscle strength rehabilitation, etc. to the 5000/50000 level of Level 5 to facilitate his guidance to postoperative patients.

This was something Fang Ziye started at Zhongnan Hospital.

His basic theories on rehabilitation are so good, we can't let the rehabilitation team "do whatever they want" just to save face for them!
At the very least, they can't do anything reckless with Fang Ziye's patients...

"Professors, please stop teasing me. Let's go see the patients first!" Fang Ziye touched his nose and changed the subject.

It's not something to be particularly proud of to argue with the rehabilitation team about the theories of the rehabilitation department.

……

After the inspection, Fang Ziye received a detailed information package from Tan Guodong.

With Tan Guodong personally involved, the little girl's examination was completed very quickly!

"Professor Fang, the data here was personally processed and packaged by the directors of the radiology and neurology departments. The original data is all inside the package."

"Professor Fang, please take a closer look!" Tan Guodong didn't dare to make a phone call, but instead sent a text message to Fang Ziye to inform him.

The inspections at the sanatorium were handled by the Gong family and professors, so Fang Ziye didn't need to worry about it too much.

The surgery tomorrow is for a patient with a complete bone defect in one lower limb. They could actually perform the procedure, but their skill level might not be as high as Fang Ziye's.

Their understanding of the pre- and post-operative care for this disease is also highly advanced.

Fang Ziye has done many things that others cannot do, so he no longer interferes!

He then hid in a small office nearby, made himself a glass of iced cola, and then accepted the data package sent by Tan Guodong.

Since it wasn't very convenient to check on a mobile phone, Fang Ziye explained the situation to the Gong family and the professor, then left the sanatorium and returned to the villa, where he opened the entire archive on his computer.

After reading it very carefully, Fang Ziye discovered that this little girl surnamed Hong was really lucky; her peripheral neuropathy was in its early stages.

Moreover, she encountered herself, which should be manageable.

However, Fang Ziye will need to consume a wave of knowledge points.

At the same time, Fang Ziye felt that his luck was too good. He had unexpectedly encountered an early stage of peripheral neuropathy. Wasn't this God pointing him in the right direction and leading him to this malignant disease?

Fang Ziye immediately called Professor Qu Tangwei.

Qu Tangwei arrived at Fang Ziye's house in a hurry half an hour later. After listening to the explanation, he said excitedly, "Professor Fang, does that mean there's still a chance?"

"You want to keep the removed lesion segment for research?"

"That's definitely not a problem. I can convince my sister and brother-in-law. A neurological lesion isn't anything private!"

"Leave it to me!" Qu Tangwei patted his chest, the 'mark' on his double chin becoming even deeper.

(End of this chapter)