Shenzhen City, Meade Surgical Hospital.
Meade Surgical Hospital was one of the tertiary Grade A hospitals. The name of this hospital was somewhat foreign because it was a joint venture hospital with a background of a German-funded hospital. It was also the only medical cooperation point of Otto Bock Company in Hua Xia.
Meade Surgical Hospital was particularly good at traumatic surgery and orthopedic surgery. Even in the entire Hua Xia, these two areas enjoyed a very high reputation.
Jiang Shuya was the attending physician of Meade Surgical Hospital. She was 28 years old this year. Not only was she the youngest attending physician in the hospital, but she was also one of the best chief surgeons in the hospital.
Meade Surgical Hospital implemented a three-level doctor responsibility system and a hierarchical management system for surgery.
The surgery level was divided into four levels. The fourth level was the most difficult level of skill. Only senior associate chief physicians or above could perform the surgery.
However, Jiang Shuya was the only exception in the hospital system.
Not to mention her previous qualifications, Jiang Shuya had participated in more than 60 surgeries in the past five months, of which 27 were level four surgeries.
Not all monks could become Buddhas by chanting scriptures, and not all people could catch a brush and practice for a few decades to become Wang Xizhi.
Whether it was admitted or not, some people were born geniuses.
It was just like a large number of talented associate chief physicians in the hospital. When they encountered a difficult level four surgery, they only dared to shake their heads and reject it.
Jiang Shuya had been the chief surgeon of more level four surgeries than the two chief physicians who had just been promoted to the highest position in the hospital. So far, there had not been a single unsuccessful surgery.
Looking at this 28-year-old girl's brilliant medical record, any doubtful gaze would be automatically crushed in an instant.
Hua Xia Medical Association, deputy director of the traumatic surgery committee in Shenzhen City, Guangdong Province, member of the 11th Hua Xia Doctor Award, one of the top ten outstanding young people in Shenzhen City …
She had a doctorate degree from a medical university. She had once represented the university to visit the world-famous Freiburg University Affiliated Hospital and participated in the international orthopedic surgery conference held by the hospital. There were three winners of the Nobel Prize in Medicine. She had published five international medical papers and more than 20 medical papers in Hua Xia.
If it were not for the strict limit of the number of years a doctor had to work, Jiang Shuya would definitely be the highest chief physician now.
In addition, Jiang Shuya was also one of the three people in charge of the Otobok Prosthetic Testing Center in the hospital.
Doctors were very busy, and Jiang Shuya was no exception.
However, Meade Surgical Hospital was a private hospital, and the consultation fees were much higher than public hospitals. This made it easier for Jiang Shuya compared to her colleagues in public hospitals.
Today, Jiang Shuya was five minutes later than usual.
Jiang Shuya had the habit of arriving half an hour early so that she could take more time to check on the patients she was in charge of. It didn't matter if she was five minutes late, but the dark circles under her eyes proved that Jiang Shuya wasn't in a good state of mind today.
Jiang Shuya couldn't sleep last night …
The reason for the insomnia was Ye Qing and the photos of the bionic hand sent by Ye Qing.
…
"Hello, Dr. Jiang!"
"Dr. Jiang, you're here?"
"Good morning, Dr. Jiang."
After changing into a white coat, Jiang Shuya checked on the patients she was in charge of as usual. Walking in the aisle of the inpatient department, almost every patient's family member who passed by her would smile and greet her kindly.
There were twenty-four patients in eight wards. Some patients were already in the recovery period and didn't need to be checked for too long. Some had just walked down from the operating table and needed to be closely observed.
When there were only five minutes left, Jiang Shuya came to the last patient.
This was a young patient who had just entered the second year of junior high school. When the patient's parents covered the boy's broken hand with ice and cried and begged the hospital, even Jiang Shuya couldn't do anything.
A car accident took away his right hand. During the hospitalization, the originally handsome and cheerful boy became unusually silent.
The boy's name was Su Yuhang. His mother often hid in the corridor at night and cried silently. His father always borrowed a fruit knife from the patient's family member next to him every time he cut fruit for his child.
He didn't dare to bring the fruit knife into their locker.
Not only did Su Yuhang lose his right hand, but his legs also had different degrees of fractures and extensive external injuries. He had been in the hospital for one and a half months.
This boy named Su Yuhang originally had a young and beautiful "little girlfriend." A few days before the accident, his little girlfriend was crying and lying in front of the hospital bed, saying that they would never be apart for the rest of their lives. Then, she came every day after school, once every two days, and then once every three days.
The last time Jiang Shuya saw that girl seemed to be a week ago.
Even Jiang Shuya, who was used to such scenes, couldn't help but feel sad for Su Yuhang.
Especially when Jiang Shuya took advantage of the day before yesterday when she got off work to send the child's parents away to give him psychological counseling. Su Yuhang held back his tears and quietly told her a secret.
When the car accident happened, that girl was also there.
At that time, Su Yuhang sent her home after school. When a car lost control and crashed into them, Su Yuhang subconsciously pushed the girl away.
There were no surveillance cameras on that road that could directly capture the scene of the accident. Otherwise, the parents, who went to the surrounding shops to ask for surveillance videos, would definitely not take the girl's departure as human nature.
People always say that young love is the most beautiful thing in life.
Jiang Shuya understood that even if this boy didn't get into a car accident, the chances of them walking down the aisle in the end were pitifully small. But after the double blow of losing his right hand and losing the love that he thought had gone through the test of life and death.
Jiang Shuya was very worried about this boy. She wondered if he would be able to face a completely different life in the future.
Seeing Jiang Shuya walk into the ward, Su Yuhang's mother quickly stood up and let Jiang Shuya sit. "Dr. Jiang, you're here."
Jiang Shuya responded with a smile. Then, she first checked the recovery of Su Yuhang's legs.
Thanks to Jiang Shuya's superb art and the young man's good physique, Su Yuhang's injuries were recovering very well. His legs wouldn't be left with any disabilities.
Jiang Shuya also recommended a good scar removal ointment to his parents. If he insisted on using it, it would ensure that he wouldn't attract too many curious gazes when he wore shorts in the future.
Looking at Su Yuhang's empty right hand under his hospital gown, Jiang Shuya sighed silently.
"Dr. Jiang …" Su Yuhang's mother asked carefully, "The electromyography hand you mentioned last time …"
"Ah!" Jiang Shuya turned her head and changed into a relaxed tone. "Of course, the electromyography hand is no problem. Now, Germany has launched a new implantable smart skeleton. It uses a high-tech metal skeleton to connect with the arm bones."
"Compared to the original wearable electromyography hand, this smart skeleton technology can better interpret the movement signals released by muscles and nerves."
"In addition, the connection between the electromyography hand and the smart skeleton is not only tighter than the wearable one, but the user can't feel its weight."
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the boy on the hospital bed quietly listening to her. Jiang Shuya tried to explain this technology as simply as possible. She also deliberately avoided the words "prosthesis" and "disability."
"Really?"
Su Yuhang's mother showed a long-lost excited smile. "Then, does your hospital have this technology now?"
"Our hospital has a deep cooperation with Otto Bock. As long as the technology in Germany is available, we can do it here." Jiang Shuya told a white lie. "But in Germany, the product is still in the testing stage. I estimate that it will take two to three months before the official commercial version is launched. At most, half a year."
"Yuhang, you don't have to be too anxious. When you can get out of bed and walk, you still have to do a period of leg rehabilitation training."
"The bones in your arm also have to be restored. Maybe when you recover, more powerful technology will appear. Yesterday, I heard that there is a company in China that is also researching the bionic electromyography hand. "
"How about this, Sister Liu, come to my office at noon. I will introduce this product to you in detail."
"Okay, okay, okay. Sorry to trouble you, Dr. Jiang."
…
At noon, Su Yuhang's mother knocked on Jiang Shuya's office with some apprehension. Su Yuhang's father came with her.
"Dr. Jiang, the smart skeleton you mentioned this morning …"
"Sigh …" Jiang Shuya sighed.
Sister Liu, you have to be mentally prepared for the technology in Germany. " After the office door closed, Jiang Shuya laughed self-deprecatingly. "This smart skeleton technology was developed by Otto Bock, a company that we have a cooperative relationship with."
"But this product is actually no different from the wearable electromyography hand that I introduced to you before."
"To install it, you have to first perform surgery to connect a piece of artificial alloy bone in Yuhang's broken bones."
"The physical pain is small, but after enduring the extraordinary pain, you have to face a mechanical hand that is not only ugly in appearance but also unsatisfactory in function. I'm afraid that Yuhang's psychological state will suffer another heavy blow."
"Moreover, this technology has not been commercialized yet. It is only being researched in the laboratory."
"I suspect that it can't be promoted to commercial products at all."
Su Yuhang's father ran a printing and copying shop. For the sake of his child, it was no problem for him to grit his teeth and fork out two to three hundred thousand yuan, but he was afraid that after he took out the money, it would only make a sound.
"Dr. Jiang, how unsatisfactory do you think this product is?" Su Yuhang's father asked carefully.
"Let's put it this way. This technology has no advantage compared to the wearable one in reading muscle and nerve movement signals. It can only be stronger in terms of anti-interference. In addition, it uses a bone connection method. The user will not feel that it is too heavy after wearing it for a long time. "
"We have installed more than two thousand of Otto Bock's wearable electromyography hand here."
"In the following three months and six months of follow-up visits, most users said that it played a very small role in their lives."
"Spending tens of thousands of yuan to install it may only result in a strong psychological gap."
Jiang Shuya did not have the slightest awareness of promoting Otto Bock's product. It was true that Mead Surgical Hospital had cooperated with them. However, Mead Surgical Hospital's main business was trauma surgery and orthopedic surgery.
Deceiving patients on the electromyography hand product was another matter altogether.
Wasn't this destroying the hospital's reputation in surgery that it had painstakingly built?
After listening to the explanation, Su Yuhang's father sighed.
Su Yuhang's mother could not help but wipe her tears again. If she had not consulted the doctor that a palm transplant was the same as an organ transplant, she would have to take anti-rejection drugs for the rest of her life and her lifespan would be greatly reduced. She would even have the determination to transplant the hand to her son.
Really..
Was there no hope?
Su Yuhang's mother suddenly thought of something. "Dr. Jiang, I remember you said this morning that there is also a company in the country studying this?"
She was unwilling to give up any hope. Even if it was just a casual mention by Dr. Jiang, she would remember it firmly.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
