There were still some bloodstains on Song Qiming's swollen face, and there was an obvious scar on his shaved head. It was the result of a craniotomy, and it looked a little scary.
If an ordinary person were to see this scene, their legs would probably go soft. However, Xia Ruofei was someone who had seen blood on the battlefield. Naturally, he would not be affected by this scene.
He quickly went forward and put his hand into his pocket. Then, he thought of something and took out a few pieces of jade from his space. He waved his hand and arranged them around the operating table.
This was a small array plate that Xia Ruofei made casually. Its function was very simple, which was to interfere with the surrounding aura. Not only was it soundproof, but it could also prevent the camera from capturing it clearly.
It was not completely impossible to capture it, but the image would be a little blurry and distorted, as if there was a thick fog in between.
With the interference of the array plate, Xia Ruofei did not have to worry about the surgical recording system.
The moment he set up the array plate, he took out a petal of the Spirit Heart Flower from his space. He did not dare to touch it with his hands. Instead, he used his mental strength to support it and placed it on Song Qiming's head.
As soon as the Spirit Heart Flower petal touched Song Qiming's head, it melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like snow under the scorching sun.
After using a petal of the Spirit Heart Flower, Xia Ruofei gently pressed his hand on Song Qiming's head and used his mental strength to investigate.
The reason why Xia Ruofei was so anxious was because Song Qiming's injury was too serious.
The most important thing was that his head was injured. According to Professor Chen, Song Qiming's brain was severely damaged, and he was extremely close to brain death.
Xia Ruofei did not know if a person's brain was dead, but his vital signs were still being maintained by machines. Would that be considered a true death?
After the brain cells were damaged, even if the Spirit Heart Flower petal could repair them, would the person's consciousness be restored? What about his memory? Or would his soul still be there?
The structure of the brain was too complicated, and Xia Ruofei wasn't confident. Therefore, using a petal of the Spirit Heart Flower as soon as possible was the safest choice.
After Xia Ruofei's spiritual force entered Song Qiming's brain, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. He could clearly feel that the Spirit Heart Flower's recovery energy was rapidly being consumed. Song Qiming's brain was like a broken fishing net, with wounds everywhere. Even with the Spirit Heart Flower's recovery, Xia Ruofei was still shocked.
Just how serious were his injuries?
Xia Ruofei finally understood why Professor Chen would make such a judgment. If it weren't for the leader's instructions and Song Qiming's special identity, the hospital would probably have directly declared that there was no need to save anyone with the same injury.
Song Qiming was still lying quietly on the operating table, showing no signs of waking up. However, Xia Ruofei was sure that one petal of the Spirit Heart Flower was definitely not enough.
Without any hesitation, he took out the second petal and carefully placed it on Song Qiming's head with his spiritual force.
This petal quickly melted and was absorbed by Song Qiming's body.
Time ticked by.
Xia Ruofei had been using his spiritual force to observe the recovery of Song Qiming's brain. He had used a total of four Spirit Heart Flower petals before Song Qiming's internal injuries were basically healed.
After that, Xia Ruofei didn't take out any more petals.
It was not because he was distressed over the loss of petals. In fact, Xia Ruofei had already accumulated a considerable number of petals. There were at least a few hundred petals. Even without his relationship with Song Wei, he would not care about a mere four petals based on Elder Song's request.
However, he couldn't continue using them in his current situation.
This was because if he used another petal, the wounds on his face and body, including the ones caused by the craniotomy, would be healed. That would be a bit shocking.
Now, the internal injuries were basically healed, but it couldn't be seen on the surface. Unless they did a CT scan on Song Qiming's brain. With Song Qiming's current condition, of course, the hospital wouldn't do such an unnecessary examination.
If Song Qiming could slowly recover in a few days, it wouldn't matter if they did another examination. After all, the structure of the brain was very complicated. Human medicine had developed to this day, but the research on the brain was still very limited. Many things that happened here couldn't be explained by science. Even if Song Qiming's brain injuries recovered quickly, it wouldn't cause a huge uproar — at least, it wouldn't cause as much of a shock as if he had recovered in just 20 to 30 minutes.
Song Qiming's injuries were actually no longer a big problem. Although they looked very scary and there were many fractures on his body, as long as Xia Ruofei was willing, he could recover in minutes.
The bigger problem now was that even if the internal injuries in his brain were almost healed, Song Qiming still didn't show any signs of waking up. It was as if his soul had fallen into a deep sleep and didn't respond to external stimuli.
Of course, Xia Ruofei didn't study Western medicine. His understanding of external stimuli mainly referred to things like family members calling in his ear. It wasn't the same kind of stimulation as Western medicine.
Xia Ruofei didn't know that in the operating room earlier, Professor Chen and the medical staff had already determined that Song Qiming was brain dead.
There were strict criteria for the diagnosis of brain death. For example, there was a complete cessation of spontaneous breathing and could only rely on a ventilator. There was also a series of brainstem reflex tests, such as the pupil's reflex to light, the trachea's asphyxiation reflex, and so on, and an EEG waveform.
Song Qiming's identity was special, so Professor Chen strictly followed the diagnostic procedures and didn't dare to make the slightest mistake.
Unfortunately, according to the complicated procedures of brain death diagnosis, Song Qiming's current condition almost met all the criteria.
The reason why Professor Chen didn't immediately determine brain death was that according to the procedure, a second diagnosis had to be made three hours later. If the results were the same as the first diagnosis and there was no improvement, then brain death would be officially determined. Moreover, the time of death would be based on the second diagnosis.
This was a very strict process.
Therefore, Professor Chen didn't immediately make a diagnosis of brain death, not because Song Qiming still had a slight chance of survival, but because the procedure required it.
Xia Ruofei didn't understand the situation, but he knew that from a physical point of view, Song Qiming's life was no longer in danger. The reason why he hadn't woken up yet required further examination.
The operating room obviously wasn't a suitable place.
Therefore, Xia Ruofei quickly made a decision — the treatment was over.
However, before leaving the operating room, Xia Ruofei first took out a set of silver needles from his space. After thinking for a while, he quickly inserted seven or eight silver needles accurately into Song Qiming's head, neck, and several acupuncture points on his body. Then, using a long-lost acupuncture technique, he transferred a small amount of True Qi into Song Qiming's body.
The reason why he did this was to give people the impression that he had treated Song Qiming with traditional Chinese medicine. This was also a foreshadowing for Song Qiming's future recovery. Although it was already incredible to use traditional Chinese medicine to save such a critically injured person, it was still much less shocking than doing nothing to make a person recover.
Of course, this acupuncture and moxibustion was not just for show. Xia Ruofei's acupuncture and moxibustion technique was passed down from a precious lost ancient medical book. He also took into account Song Qiming's current external injuries and specially selected a few acupoints. Combined with the cultivator's unique Genuine Qi, this acupuncture and moxibustion could have the effect of consolidating the corporeity and locking in Song Qiming's vitality.
Moreover, using this kind of acupuncture technique, the silver needles used for acupuncture had to be left in the acupuncture points for an hour. Only in this way could the stimulation of several acupuncture points produce a linked effect and stabilize the body's foundation.
Xia Ruofei finally twisted a silver needle and then gently flicked the end of the needle. The silver needle immediately vibrated at a special frequency.
He had performed similar operations several times in the past few minutes, and this was the last time he would perform this acupuncture treatment.
After he was done, the last silver needle was still trembling slightly. Xia Ruofei stood up and waved his hand to retrieve the jade that was placed around the operating table as the base. He then opened the door of the operating room and walked out.
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In fact, Professor Chen had been observing the situation in the operating room from a large room next door.
This room was similar to the command hall in the army. The images of different operating rooms could be adjusted at any time on the large screen and instructions could be directly given to the operating room through the microphone.
This hall was set up in the operating area.
Professor Chen purposely sent the staff out so that he could do the operation himself. He was fully focused on observing the situation in Song Qiming's operating room.
However, he only saw Xia Ruofei waving his hand and then the image became distorted. It was as if there was a layer of fog and he couldn't see anything clearly.
At first, Professor Chen thought that there was a problem with the camera.
Naturally, there was more than one camera in the operating room. In fact, there were at least five cameras around the operating table. They could see the situation on the operating table from different angles. Moreover, they were all transmitted through optical fiber intranet, so the images were quite clear.
Therefore, Professor Chen immediately switched to the other cameras in the operating room. He quickly found that the images captured by all the cameras were the same. They were all distorted and blurry. He could only see vague shadows. It was as if he was looking at flowers in a fog. He couldn't see anything clearly at all.
Professor Chen called the technicians back and checked for a long time. They didn't find any problems and the images in the other operating rooms were completely normal.
After all, Professor Chen was also a soldier. He noticed that before the image became blurry, Xia Ruofei waved his hand. It seemed like something had been thrown out.
He quickly made his own guess. Xia Ruofei must not want others to see his treatment process, so he used a very advanced shielding device.
This kind of shielding device might be unique to the military.
Professor Chen considered that this was an order personally given by the chief of the Joint Logistics Support Unit. Moreover, before he came in, Director Gao Yuan had specially pulled him aside and whispered a few words. Gao Yuan's meaning was clear. The chief had instructed them to fully cooperate with Xia Ruofei and to unconditionally fulfill all requests related to treatment. In addition, Gao Yuan also said that they should strictly follow the chief's instructions. Even if Song Qiming eventually died from his injuries, with Xia Ruofei involved, the General Hospital would not have any responsibility.
If it were another patient, Professor Chen would not have agreed to such "torture". However, Song Qiming was different. Professor Chen knew very well that Song Qiming was already brain dead. He was just one step away from the procedure. No matter what Xia Ruofei did, there would not be any worse results.
Therefore, Professor Chen hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of going to the operating room to take a look. He sat in the "command hall" and looked at the blurry image.
He sat there for another ten to twenty minutes. Then, he saw the image of the operating room flash on the big screen, and then it became clear again.
Professor Chen even saw Xia Ruofei put something in his pocket when the image was restored. He was even more certain that Xia Ruofei must have used a powerful shielding device.
Professor Chen also saw that Song Qiming's eyes were still closed on the operating table, but there were a few more silver needles on his head and upper body.
"This Mr. Xia is so young, but he actually knows Chinese medicine?" Professor Chen muttered in his heart.
However, he was not optimistic about Xia Ruofei's treatment at all. Chinese medicine emphasized whole-body conditioning. This was the biggest difference between Chinese medicine and Western medicine. It was also because of this difference that Chinese medicine often took longer to take effect. When dealing with external injuries, Western medicine obviously had the advantage.
In Professor Chen's opinion, Chinese medicine could not do anything about Song Qiming's injuries.
When Professor Chen saw Xia Ruofei walk straight out of the operating room, he quickly stood up and walked through the corridor toward the operating room.
"Mr. Xia!" Professor Chen saw Xia Ruofei walking toward him and nodded slightly to greet him.
Xia Ruofei smiled and said, "Professor Chen, the first stage of my treatment has been completed. Please arrange a ward for Uncle Song!"
Professor Chen originally did not plan to arrange another ward for Song Qiming. After all, the ICU's resources were limited, and there was no need to waste unnecessary resources. In his opinion, as long as the diagnosis was completed, Song Qiming could be declared brain-dead.
However, since Xia Ruofei had asked, he could not refuse. He could not say that there was no need to arrange a ward, and that he would be declared brain-dead in two hours!
Therefore, Professor Chen thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll arrange the ICU right away!"
Xia Ruofei nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work! I'll wait here! By the way, don't touch the silver needles I left on Uncle Song for an hour. When you transfer him to another ward, please be careful. "
Professor Chen did not think much of it, but he still nodded and said, "Okay, don't worry! I'll give the order! "
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