Tang Songyuan's expression became serious. He knew that the person who could make Lu Qingliu so anxious must be someone very close to her.
Moreover, judging from her appearance, it was obvious that she had tried many methods, and now she was placing her last hope on him.
But Tang Songyuan didn't agree immediately. After all, he was not a real surgeon. He just had stronger fluoroscopy ability and could zoom in and out at will without affecting the clarity.
Coupled with his extremely stable and flexible hands, it is really not difficult for him to perform surgery.
However, he didn't understand the situation, so he didn't dare to agree rashly.
Lu Qingliu sighed again: "Now it is indeed urgent to seek medical treatment."
"Grandpa Qin has always been an elder I respect. The relationship between the Yang family and the Lu family can be considered a close family friend. In addition, he saved my grandfather's life."
"I had no choice but to think of you from Peng Daoren's medical records. If you are really not sure at all, I won't force you..."
"Hey, wait a minute!"
Tang Songyuan saw that she was thinking of quitting, but he quickly grabbed Lu Qingliu and said:
"Your grandfather's comrades were also injured while defending their homeland. If I can help in a small way, I will naturally be obliged to do so."
After hearing this, Lu Qingliu's face showed joy and said: "Are you really willing to help? Or are you really confident about doing this operation?"
"My grandpa will definitely find a way to solve all the formalities and ensure that you operate legally and compliantly throughout the process."
Tang Songyuan smiled and said, "I'm not worried about any of this."
"But I have to say it in advance. I'm just trying. I can't guarantee that it will succeed."
Lu Qingliu nodded repeatedly and said, "I understand! No one can guarantee a 100% success rate for things like surgery."
"Do you have specific medical records and imaging data?" Tang Songyuan asked.
Lu Qingliu nodded and said, "I've brought it, please take a look."
As she spoke, she took out a stack of medical records and some imaging data from her bag and handed them to Tang Songyuan.
Tang Songyuan took the information and began to read it carefully.
Every page of medical records is filled with specialized and complex medical terminology.
However, when he turned to the video information section, his expression gradually became serious.
It was a CT scan that clearly showed a cross-section of a skull.
Deep in the skull, a bullet was lodged deep inside, surrounded by tissue that had calcified.
Tang Songyuan pointed to a dark shadow on the picture and said to Lu Qingliu in a deep voice: "Look here, this is the warhead stuck in the skull of your grandfather's comrade-in-arms."
Lu Qingliu looked at the shadow and felt his heart tighten.
The shape of the shadow was like a stubborn stone embedded in the skull, surrounded by intricate nerve circuits.
Tang Songyuan continued: "The position of the bullet is very bad, and it happened to be stuck at the intersection of several important nerves."
"That's why it compresses the nerves and causes the physical condition of your grandfather's comrades to deteriorate."
"This bullet has been here for a long time. Medical conditions were limited at the time and it could not be removed in time. Now it has grown together with the surrounding tissue, making the operation more difficult."
Lu Qingliu's face turned pale.
Looking at those images, she couldn't help but feel heartache.
Her grandfather's comrades had endured such pain for so many years in order to save his grandfather.
Tang Songyuan looked at her expression and comforted: "However, it is not without hope."
"As long as I can accurately avoid these tiny nerves during the operation, it is possible to successfully remove the bullet without causing further damage."
A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Qingliu's eyes, and she asked eagerly: "How confident do you think you are?"
Tang Songyuan pondered for a moment and said: "Fifty percent!"
"Fifty percent?"
When Lu Qingliu heard what Tang Songyuan said, he felt relieved and at the same time full of gratitude.
She took a deep look at Tang Songyuan and said, "Tang Songyuan, you are really amazing."
"I have consulted so many doctors before, and they all said that this operation is too difficult and the success rate is too low, so they are unwilling to try it."
"But not only are you willing to try, but you have such confidence and certainty, I'm really grateful."
Tang Songyuan smiled lightly and said, "You don't need to thank me too much. I'm just trying my best. Since it's you who asked for it, and I happen to have a little confidence, I naturally can't stand idly by."
He raised his head and said, "However, I need you to understand one thing."
"Although I have a certain degree of certainty, this operation is indeed very difficult and the risks are not small."
"I can't guarantee that the operation will be successful, let alone that your grandfather's comrades will fully recover after the operation."
"But I will definitely try my best..."
Lu Qingliu nodded and said: "I understand what you mean. I believe in your skills and your character."
"As long as you try your best, no matter what the result is, I will be very grateful to you..."
Tang Songyuan nodded, smiled slightly and said, "Okay, in that case, let's arrange the surgery as soon as possible."
"I feel that the earlier it is done, the better it will be for Mr. Qin."
"If possible, I would like to meet your grandfather and his comrades in person."
"I need to understand their situation more fully to increase the success rate of the surgery."
Everything must be seen with one's own eyes. When the time comes, Tang Songyuan can observe clearly with fluoroscopy in advance so that he can be mentally prepared for the operation.
Lu Qingliu stood up, nodded and said, "No problem, I will arrange for you to meet as soon as possible."
"I believe that the Qin family will be very happy and grateful to you after learning about your deeds..."
"I will do my best to coordinate all resources to ensure that the operation goes smoothly..."
Tang Songyuan also stood up and said, "Okay, let me know when you are ready."
After Lu Qingliu left, Li Qingying Shiran walked from the villa to Tang Songyuan.
With a smile on her lips, she said, "She still has something to hide from you."
Tang Songyuan, however, smiled nonchalantly and said, "Are you going to let me keep some privacy?"
Li Qingying chuckled and said, "This is not really private. Do you want to hear it?"
"I don't want to!" Tang Songyuan refused directly.
"But I still have to say it!" Li Qingying said with a playful smile on her face:
"She and the eldest grandson of the Qin family have been engaged in a baby marriage since they were young, but she has always treated each other as her elder brother..."
Tang Songyuan twitched his lips and said, "It's none of my business!"
...
That afternoon.
Lu Qingliu rushed to the villa in Ziyuan, Sheshan again and told Tang Songyuan that everything was ready and that he would take him to see the patient.
Tang Songyuan told Ni Sisi and got into the car with Lu Qingliu.
"Grandpa Qin's situation is already very critical..."
Lu Qingliu said while driving the car quickly: "He had an illness just before I came here. The extreme pain made him almost go into shock."
"We're going to have surgery today, are you sure?"
Tang Songyuan raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "I'm sure I told you before, half and half."
"And don't worry, since you entrusted it, I will definitely do my best."
Lu Qingliu hummed and said, "That's good. Our Lu family and Qin family have already arranged the other things."
"The hospital has a team of professional surgeons and nurses who will specifically cooperate with you."
"After arriving at the hospital, you can start anytime when you are ready..."
"You are very thoughtful!" Tang Songyuan praised with a smile: "I am also worried that the doctors in their hospital will think that I am a layman and reject me..."
Lu Qingliu said: "How is it possible? Many doctors have seen the case of your operation on Peng Daoren."
"They all said that in that case, even they themselves, there was no guarantee that the operation would be successful."
"And according to what I know from my sources, Peng Daoren has been discharged from the hospital and is as lively and energetic as before."
"It shows that you really have two brushes."
"Haha..." Tang Songyuan said with a smile: "It's rare to hear your praise and praise, I have to reflect on it!"
Soon, the car drove into Ruijin Hospital.
This is the best hospital in Shanghai, and it is one of the best in the country.
Lu Qingliu took Tang Songyuan directly to the sixth floor. In a particularly spacious special care ward, Tang Songyuan met the Grandpa Qin that Lu Qingliu said.
It was an old man lying on the hospital bed, thin but energetic.
Although his face was pale due to the pain, his eyes revealed a kind of perseverance and determination.
In addition, there were six people in the ward, a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties, a well-dressed middle-aged woman, a tall young man, a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, as well as a doctor and a nurse.
After Lu Qingliu's brief introduction, Tang Songyuan knew that the middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties was Qin Donghai, the son of Grandpa Qin.
The elegantly dressed middle-aged woman is Qin Hai’s wife Li Yun.
The tall young man is their son Qin Feiyu.
The beauty with a graceful figure and a pretty face is Qin Yu's sister Qin Luyao.
"Mr. Tang, thank you so much for coming!" Qin Donghai held Tang Songyuan's hand and said gratefully:
"I leave my father's illness to your care..."
Tang Songyuan smiled and shook his head, "Mr. Qin, you're welcome. I will do my best."
He looked at Qin Feiyu and Qin Luyao again, nodded, and said hello.
Then he opened his perspective and carefully scanned the condition of Mr. Qin's head.
From a perspective perspective, Mr. Qin's situation is indeed not optimistic.
The location where the bullet stuck in the skull was also very sensitive, not only compressing several important nerves, but also surrounding many capillaries and brain tissue.
Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties could not imagine how this veteran warrior who had fought for his country had survived so many years.
He approached the hospital bed, pretended to check the old man's basic condition, and said, "Hello, Mr. Qin, I am Tang Songyuan."
Mr. Qin looked at Tang Songyuan, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but then he showed a look of joy, and he said weakly:
"Are you the young man Qingliu mentioned? Thank you for your willingness to help me, an old man."
Tang Songyuan shook his head and said, "Mr. Qin, you are too polite. This is what I should do."
He turned to look at the doctor and said, "Can you show me the latest image data?"
The doctor nodded and hurriedly took out a CT film from the information bag and placed it under the viewing light for Tang, Song and Yuan to observe.
A few minutes later, Tang Songyuan showed a confident and determined look on his face, turned around and said:
"The situation is very critical. Without further delay, we will arrange the operation as soon as possible..."
Lu Qingliu nodded and said: "Okay, I have communicated with the hospital and the operating room is ready and can start at any time."
Tang Songyuan nodded and said: "Then let's go and let Mr. Qin relieve his pain as soon as possible."
The Qin family members gathered around the bed. They looked at Tang Songyuan with gratitude and kept saying thank you.
Tang Songyuan just smiled and shook his head, indicating that these were what he should do.
Soon, Tang Songyuan changed into surgical clothes, put on a mask, and put on a surgical magnifying glass on the bridge of his nose.
Mr. Qin had fallen into a coma under the anesthesia and was pushed onto the operating table.
The shadowless light came on and a nurse was shaving his hair.
With everything ready, Tang Songyuan stood in front of the operating table, holding a scalpel in his right hand, and cut open Mr. Qin's scalp according to the guidance of the fluoroscopic vision.
Although he had no professional surgical training, Tang Songyuan's hands were steadier than anyone else's.
The force is just right and the positioning is very professional.
It's as if he is a clinical expert in brain surgery who has been immersed in it for decades.
Even so, the atmosphere in the operating room was still very tense, so quiet that only the subtle sounds of surgical instruments and the heartbeats of medical staff could be heard.
Tang Songyuan stood in front of the operating table, his eyes were firm and focused, and every movement looked so calm and confident.
He carefully opened Mr. Qin's skull, avoiding important nerves and blood vessels.
He opened his perspective and magnified part of Mr. Qin's head. The surgical magnifying glass became a complete decoration.
"It's amazing that Mr. Tang can find the position of the skull so accurately." A doctor was shocked in his heart and sighed silently.
The nurses all nodded silently. They had seen countless doctors, but this was the first time they had seen one as steady and precise as Tang Songyuan.
The force and angle of his operation were just right, as if the scalpel was no longer a scalpel in his hand.
Rather, it is the artist's brush and the sculptor's knife. Every stroke of the knife has the ultimate artistic beauty.
Under the guidance of perspective vision, Tang Songyuan accurately found the bullet embedded in the skull.
The bullet was in a dangerous position, surrounded by nerves and blood vessels.
Tang Songyuan took a deep breath, stabilized his thoughts, and then began to slowly and accurately remove the bone around the bullet.
This is a very delicate process, and a little carelessness may cause massive bleeding or damage important nerves.
But Tang Songyuan's hands seemed to be endowed with magical power. Every cut was just right, and every hemostasis was timely and effective.
Time passed minute by minute, but Tang Songyuan did not feel tired at all. The movements of his hands were still steady, and the angle of the knife was still extremely precise.
Finally, an hour later, Tang Songyuan used tweezers to carefully clamp the bullet stuck in Mr. Qin's skull, and took it out completely and steadily.
With a bang, the warhead fell into the metal tray, and the doctors and nurses around him breathed a sigh of relief almost simultaneously.
This operation is half successful.
"Triangular needle, No. 4 suture!"
Tang Songyuan said.
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