Chapter 1268: Punch Gu

"Endoscopic submucosal dissection... Why do I think it was not done by Academician Chu, but by Zhou Congwen?" Director Tan of the Academy Office looked at the information and murmured.

"Director, Zhou Congwen questioned French experts at the time, and I thought there was something wrong." The clerk echoed.

"Endoscopic submucosal dissection...Endoscopic submucosal dissection..." Director Tan of the Hospital Office murmured the name of this slightly terrifying procedure.

Compared with the abbreviation of ESD, endoscopic submucosal dissection is more in line with the way Director Tan of the Hospital Office spoke.

"Director, what should I do next?" asked the clerk.

"I guess Dr. Laurent Fabius needs this very much." Director Tan of the Hospital Office suddenly smiled.

Dr. Laurent Fabius, the little clerk has heard this name recently.

Since the last ERCP operation failed, the triple disease changed from a pentacle to a pentacle disease after the operation, it was Zhou Congwen who took the thrombus and turned the patient into safety. After that, Director Tan of the Hospital Office has been in contact with Dr. Laurent Fabius.

That incident caused President Lin of the First Hospital of Medical University to lose face.

Although Dr. Laurent Fabius came to teach such things and went on TV in cooperation with the Bordeaux Hospital, which caused an impact, but unfavorable things such as failure of the surgery cannot be compensated.

Dr. Laurent Fabius felt that he had lost all his face and disagreed with coming to the provincial capital. The big men in the province also knew about this.

Especially Zhou Congwen went to rescue Taiwan, which had a far-reaching impact.

The matter of finding foreign experts to do gastroscopy for provincial and municipal government officials is nothing to resolve

Director Tan of the Institute Office is a considerate person of President Lin. He knew that he would win back the city, and at least he would have to disgust Academician Chu and Zhou Congwen. Only in this way can President Lin be happier.

So recently he has been paying attention to the work station of the Second Academy of Medical University.

Unexpectedly, the good news spread frequently. Academician Chu did not satisfy the technique of ERCP, but continued to do ESD.

He just went to Jianghai City for an operation.

Director Tan of the Hospital Office saw the new technique and had a lot of thoughts, which was simply an opportunity given by God.

"Related information, especially surgical records, were passed to Dr. Laurent Fabius," said Director Tan of the Hospital Office.

"Director, is this useful?" the clerk asked in confusion.

"Of course." Director Tan of the hospital office smiled and pointed a copy of the surgical record with his finger. "It cannot be denied that endoscopic mucosal dissection is a good procedure, but after all, even the Bordeaux hospital has not carried out. Do you think this surgery is perfect?"

"Improved." The clerk immediately replied, "The domestic technology has been learned. For example, when we are in the second year of medical school, the most common ones are in Japan, and those who go to Europe and the United States are basically traveling."

"Yes." Director Tan of the Hospital Office nodded, "Japan's medical level is very high, not worse than that of Europe and the United States. This is true. But endoscopic mucosal dissection surgery in Europe and the United States has not been carried out. I guess it must be Academician Chu who stabbed it himself."

Taogu, the word "未" was spoken from Director Tan of the Institute's Office, and the clerk thought it was quite appropriate.

Why can Academician Chu do technology that does not exist in Europe, America and Japan?

Unlike ERCP, ERCP is a relatively mature technique.

The young clerk said with a smile, "Dr. Laurent Fabius is preparing to hold an academic conference, and I don't know if he will criticize endoscopic mucosal dissection at the academic conference."

"That's an academic matter. We are not a front-line doctor on the clinical frontline, so don't worry about this." Director Tan of the hospital office said confidently, "Just send the information to you, we don't know anything else."

"Director, I don't understand academic matters, but I think they'll just quarrel."

The little clerk said, hesitating because he didn't know how to describe his thoughts.

"Just say? You underestimate these experts, professors and scholars too much." Director Tan of the Institute Office said, "Whether it is in the medical circle or the scientific research circle, it is actually the same. Fighting is inevitable everywhere. Moreover, this kind of struggle is still bloody, but we just can't see it."

"Bloody?!" the clerk was surprised.

"Of course." Director Tan of the Institute Office said, "I have studied it carefully after being Director Tan of the Institute Office. I will give you a few examples."

"Yeah, yeah." The clerk listened carefully.

"You know the Nobel Prize."

"Know."

"Monitz won the Nobel Prize in Medicine in 1949 for this procedure, and this surgery is widely used to treat psychopaths who do not obey management."

"I know, it is said that this surgery has suffered a lot of doubts later."

"Haha." Director Tan of the Academy Office said with a smile, "From my point of view, this is a huge conspiracy in the academic community.

Even if there is a problem with the frontal lobe resection, why can’t we win the Nobel Prize clinically? Even organ transplantation is not possible? Those academic methods are extremely cruel."

"Uh...really?" The young clerk was still young, and it was difficult for him to believe what Director Tan of the Hospital Office said.

"Washing hands before surgery has become common sense, but the doctor who first discovered that hand washing is of great help to the surgery was said to be a mentally ill patient, and he died in the end." Director Tan of the hospital office said in a dialect.

At this moment, he could only describe the doctor who found that preoperative hand washing is good for patients.

“!!!”

"I don't know if the frontal lobectomy is useful or not, but all the research has almost stopped after that, except for some lunatic doctors."

“For example?”

"Ice cone therapy." Director Tan of the hospital office said, "It is to use an awl to penetrate the eye socket."

"..." The little clerk was so scared that he shivered.

He even suspected that the director was deliberately scaring himself.

The awl, the eyes, pierce into the mind, isn’t this killing?

"Dr. Freeman thought Monitz's technique was a bit too moderate after that, so he began to experiment with an outpatient treatment, using an ice cone to insert the patient's brain through the bottom of the eye socket.

Once the awl enters the brain, he can remove gray and white matter by moving the awl."

"Even Dr. Freeman thinks he can have surgery without anesthesia."

"This... can the patient survive?" the clerk asked in confusion.

"Just a few days ago, the American Public Radio interviewed a person who had ice cone surgery in the 1950s. At that time, his mother despised him for not wanting to go to bed, so she took him for ice cone surgery."

The little clerk was completely speechless.

What a hell of a trick, what a hell of a hell of a mother.

"People are still alive, they are over 60 years old, and there is nothing. I think the appearance of this technique is meaningful and not as scary as advertised."

"But what do you think of the facts?"

Director Tan of the Hospital Office had full of expectations, "Ask Dr. Laurent when the school will be held, and then find a manufacturer to arrange it. I will go and see it with my own eyes."
Chapter completed!