Chapter 82: seminar

"Okay, okay, don't pinch, you will pinch to death if you pinch again."
Jiang Yan quickly got up from the dressing table, sat on the bed, stretched his two white feet in front of Lin Yu, and said, "Help me squeeze my feet. I have been walking for a day."
Jiang Yan's feet are beautiful, with good foot shape, full toe shape, nails like scallops, rounded nails, soft and white soles, and even the heels are smooth and delicate, and they feel as soft as baby skin.
It's no wonder that Li Junyi is so obsessed with Jiang Yan's feet, and he can't resist such temptation to be any man.
A doctor who needs to walk all day long can maintain a pair of feet so delicately, he must put in enough effort, and it takes an hour of Jiang Yan's time to take care of the body after a shower every day.
Lin Yu was playing with this pair of jade feet recklessly now, rubbing his fingers on Jiang Yan's feet flexibly.
"Does it hurt here?"
"No pain."
"Well, my heart is good."
"What about here?"
"pain!"
"Well, I have a bad stomach, remember to eat regularly."
"Why don't you ask?"
Jiang Yan was leaning his head down his hair. Seeing that Lin Yu had stopped speaking, he looked up curiously and found that Lin Yu's complexion was red, and his eyes were peeking at the bottom of her skirt unconsciously.
At this moment, she was wearing a nightdress with her legs clamped between her legs, but she was a bit forgetful about being massaged by Lin Yu, so her legs separated unconsciously.
As an unmanned young man, Lin Yu was caught in this temptation, and his eyes were attracted to poke in.
"Stinking rogue!"
Before Lin Yu could realize what was going on, he felt black in front of him, Jiang Yan's soft jade foot kicked his face, and the whole person threw the chair and fell to the ground.
"Deserve it!"
Jiang Yan covered her mouth and snickered.
"Excuse me, just lost my mind."
Lin Yu knew that he was wrong, so he didn't dare to say anything more, and he smiled wryly, stood up and walked back to the ground floor.
Idiot!
Jiang Yan cursed inwardly, is this fool like to sleep on the floor like this?
She didn't let him go to bed, wouldn't he apply for it himself?
As long as he applies, she can give him an affirmative answer after careful consideration and careful decision.
But Lin Yu didn't seem to have any thoughts in this regard, and sleeping on the floor seemed to be quite enjoyable.
"Is it comfortable to sleep on the floor?" Jiang Yan was on one side of his body, with his head resting on his white forearm, black hair like a waterfall spreading out, with that beautiful face, amorous feelings.
"comfortable."
Lin Yu seemed to ignore this beauty, put his hands behind his head, glanced at her, and replied affirmatively.
I don't know why, after sleeping on the floor for so long, he actually fell in love with this kind of solidity.
"Haha, are you? Then you can sleep on the floor for a lifetime!"
Jiang Yan sneered and turned off the lights.
"Wait, sister Yan, where's my pillow?!"
"What kind of pillow you want, you can use it as a pillow, sleep till you die!"
The next day, under Lin Yu's deadly face, Jiang Yan had to agree to take him to Qinghai People's Hospital.
However, Jiang Yan told him in advance that he could take him there, but he could not speak during the whole seminar, otherwise he would be recognized as not from the hospital, Jiang Yan would be punished.
Because this seminar is different from others. It is an internal seminar of Qinghai People's Hospital. The materials, information, and treatments involved are all top secret of Qinghai People's Hospital.
Even if Li Haoming nodded his head personally, I'm afraid it won't work, because in the final analysis Li Haoming is just a medical director. There are also deputy deans, deans, etc., and rules and regulations are rules and regulations, and no one can violate them.
So Jiang Yan took a great risk this time, but as long as Lin Yu didn't speak, the problem shouldn't be big.
Jiang Yan specially borrowed a white coat from other male doctors to Lin Yu, and then took him to the lecture hall.
Because it was an internal seminar in the hospital, there was no notification to the outside world, and a check-in was required to enter and exit, so there was no special security check work. Lin Yu easily followed Jiang Yan in.
Not long after, dozens of people arrived in the lecture hall. Most of them were doctors from Qinghai People's Hospital. Several internal medicine experts including Li Haoming were also there.
On the left side of the front row, sat two blonde foreigners with big noses, one male and one female.
"The two foreigners are the patient's son and daughter. The son is Jason, and the woman is Leah. Jason is a well-known reporter from the Western Herald Times. Leah is a staff member of the embassy in China because the two recently They had to work in Qinghai, so they took their father over and wanted to get treatment in Qinghai." Jiang Yan introduced to Lin Yu.
"What's the situation of the patient?" Lin Yu asked.
"The deputy dean will go up to report in a while. Just listen to it." Jiang Yan sighed and said: "In fact, the seminar is just a process, and foreign experts can't cure it. Our Huaxia hospital, How can it be cured."
"Little comrade, don't be presumptuous. Our Chinese medicine practitioners are still very broad and profound." Lin Yu pretended to be sophisticated.
"Ouch."
As soon as the voice fell, he immediately screamed, and Jiang Yan severely pinched his inner thigh.
"First, we ask the vice president to tell us about the patient's condition."
When the doctor on the stage finished speaking, he saw an old man in his 60s, dressed in a white lab coat, stepped onto the stage, adjusted the computer, and played a PPT of the patient's information and condition.
"After careful examination, we have confirmed that Mr. Smith’s condition is amyotrophic lateral sclerosis. The clinical manifestation is bulbar onset. When the patient’s limbs move well, he already has symptoms of dysphagia and speech. Then progressed to respiratory failure and general paralysis."
While introducing the patient's condition, the deputy dean played the patient's various examination images and results, including magnetic resonance imaging, electromyography, and other examinations such as blood and urine.
After seeing the patient in the photo, Lin Yu rushed to Jiang Yan and asked, "Is he Smith?"
Jiang Yan nodded, and Lin Yu said, "From the photo, his muscle atrophy doesn't seem to be severe."
"Yes, his muscle atrophy is indeed milder than that of other patients, and he just feels... how to put it." Jiang Yan frowned and wondered how to explain it.
"It's almost the same as the muscle atrophy caused by lying down all day long?" Lin Yu described for her.
"Yes, yes, but he really can't move, and the results of the inspection have also come out." Jiang Yan said.
"Yeah, I understand." Lin Yu nodded.
"Which department are you from? Could you stop talking and interrupt us to listen to the report!" At this time, a young male doctor with a hooked nose in the back yelled displeasedly at Lin Yu, with fire in his eyes.
"That's why you talk so much nonsense, as if you know a lot!" A man with black framed glasses next to Doctor Ying Gou Nose also said, also angry.
Jiang Yan is currently recognized as the goddess of the iceberg in their hospital. I don’t know how many men dream of wanting to make an appointment with her, but usually don’t talk about dating, just want to talk to Jiang Yan, except for necessary work exchanges, Jiang Yan Don't even pay attention to them.
So now that Lin Yu and Jiang Yan are so close, they are naturally very upset.
Although they didn't have any impression of Lin Yu, they didn't think about it. After all, the hospital was so big and there were so many colleagues they didn't know.
"According to Mr. Smith's family genetic history, excluding hereditary causes, it is suspected that it may be related to neurotoxic substances, because Mr. Smith had previously had tumors and had been injected with cytarabine due to illness, which is suspected to be the sequelae."
The old vice president cleared his throat as he spoke, and added: "Of course, we are only skeptical and doubtful about the cause of this disease, and dare not make a conclusive conclusion."
In fact, the cause of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis is still unclear in medicine. There are three main pathogenic theories. One is the accumulation of neurotoxins, the other is the damage of nerve cell membranes caused by free radicals, and the third is nerve growth factor. Lack, so that nerve cells can not continue to grow and develop.
Theories 2 and 3 do not exist in Smith at all, so there is only one conclusion, but the dose of cytarabine he injected is actually far from the level of triggering such symptoms.
Although even the old professor himself felt a bit far-fetched, there was no way. With the medical conditions of the Qinghai People's Hospital, they could only reach this point.
Anyway, the major international hospitals can't cure this disease, and they don't feel too much pressure.
As for Jason and Leah on the front row, although their faces were ugly, they did not raise any questions, because when they took their father to see a doctor abroad, foreign experts and professors also said the same.
There is no hope of cure for their father’s disease, and it has been getting worse, especially the respiratory system. Now he can only rely on oxygen machines to survive, and soon the oxygen machines will not work. They can only watch their father suffocate. dead.
Their only appeal now is to be able to control his father's condition and keep him alive.
"Now that the patient’s condition is almost introduced, everyone has known it before. I don’t need to say more. If you have any good treatment plan, you can raise your hand and speak." The old dean glanced at everyone below and motioned to everyone. Can speak freely.
The eagle nose at the back raised his hand immediately. After getting permission, he immediately stood up and said loudly:
I suggest taking scopolamine and other anticholinergic drugs to reduce salivation, and also with propranolol, betaloc and other beta receptors. Body blocker to reduce the viscosity of saliva."
After Yinggoubi finished speaking, he glanced at Lin Yu and Jiang Yan proudly, desperately hoping to be favored by the goddess.
He was very confident in the drug treatment plan he proposed. Before coming, he did his homework.
"Talking about soldiers on paper." Lin Yu said faintly, the voice was not loud, but it could be heard by the hook nose and the black frame behind.
Ying Hook nose glared at Lin Yu angrily. Had he not been standing now, he would have cursed.
"What are you doing? Do you know Western medicine? It's here to give people a blind judgement. The drug treatment plan he said is indeed feasible." Jiang Yan gave Lin Yu a hand.
"Mr. Smith should have already accepted this treatment plan abroad, and after taking scopolamine, the side effects are obvious, and symptoms such as dry mouth, poor appetite and even dysphagia can occur." Lin Yu said unhurriedly, joking, he is Qing Hai Good graduates of the Medical University.
"How do you know?" Jiang Yan asked, frowning.
"Fart, you know what a fart!" Ying Gou nose couldn't bear it, and cursed angrily.
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Haoming stood up and said coldly: "Your plan, Mr. Smith, has long been accepted abroad. The side effects are obvious, and symptoms such as dry mouth and dysphagia will appear. Remember when you copy the knowledge in the textbook. Use your brain!"
Jiang Yan's mouth widened subconsciously, and he looked at Lin Yu in surprise. What he said was not bad!