"The patient's left and right ventricles have already shown varying degrees of failure, especially the right ventricle, which had been injured in earlier years and now shows more severe signs of failure. This episode was primarily caused by the right ventricle. My recomndation is to perform a heart transplant surgery as soon as possible," a middle-aged doctor in a white coat said, pointing to the image above with a rod, his expression grave.
As the middle-aged doctor in the white coat finished speaking, the entire conference room fell silent, punctuated only by intermittent gasps.
Because the patient he was referring to was not an ordinary one, but the Executive Vice Governor of Jiangnan Province, a mber of the Provincial Party Committee.
The risks of heart transplant surgery are enormous. If sothing goes wrong, who will take the responsibility?
However, from the images, the situation of Executive Vice Governor Sang Yunlong was indeed very dangerous, making heart transplant surgery the best and most reluctant choice.
At least, that was what all the doctors present believed.
"Fang Ting, has Professor Tang not arrived yet?" a dignified middle-aged woman with a hint of authority scanned the conference room, saw everyone waiting for her decision, sighed inwardly, and turned to ask a man standing behind her, who appeared to be in his early thirties.
This middle-aged woman was none other than Feng Yaping, the wife of Executive Vice Governor Sang Yunlong and the President of Jiangnan University of Traditional Chinese dicine.
As the President of Jiangnan University of Traditional Chinese dicine, Feng Yaping was naturally well-versed in dicine and aware of her husband's condition, just as the chief doctor had analyzed.
But the risks of heart transplant surgery were simply too great. Even if there was a glimr of hope, Feng Yaping did not want to take that route.
And Feng Yaping's glimr of hope lay with Tang Yiyuan.
As the President of Jiangnan University of Traditional Chinese dicine, she was quite familiar with Tang Yiyuan, knowing his high level of expertise in cardiothoracic diseases. Especially in the last year or two, his dical skills had improved dramatically, and many patients with complex and rare diseases who ca to the affiliated hospital of Jiangnan University of Traditional Chinese dicine were well treated by him. Feng Yaping even believed that Tang Yiyuan's dical skills were now on par with those National dical Masters in the capital.
However, the other experts in the conference room clearly did not think that a traditional Chinese dicine practitioner could be of any help in this situation, especially the chief expert doctor who had suggested that the heart transplant surgery for Vice Governor Sang Yunlong be carried out as soon as possible. He frowned slightly and opened his mouth, but ultimately, considering Feng Yaping's position, he shut his mouth again.
"I've already made the call. He should be here soon," replied the man known as Fang Ting, who was Sang Yunlong's secretary.
Just as Fang Ting finished speaking, there was a knock at the door, which was then pushed open.
"Professor Tang, you're here, we've been waiting for you," Feng Yaping brightened up when she saw Tang Yiyuan enter the room. As for Ge Dongxu, who entered with him, she completely ignored him.
Others, especially the expert doctor who had presented the situation, watched Tang Yiyuan enter with a hint of disdain in their eyes.
This expert doctor was the chief director of the cardiothoracic departnt at the First Affiliated Hospital of Jiangnan University and a mber of the Jiangnan Province expert dical team.
Because of his strong preference for Western dicine, he had always sowhat looked down upon Tang Yiyuan, this practitioner of traditional Chinese dicine, considering him a slow, old-school doctor. He believed that for maintaining or regulating one's health, Tang could still be useful, but in situations like the one today, a practitioner of traditional Chinese dicine was utterly useless.
"How is the situation?" Tang Yiyuan apologized and then imdiately asked about Sang Yunlong's condition.
Since Ge Dongxu was always low-key and did not like to show off his skills in public, he had agreed on the way there that Tang Yiyuan would take the lead, and he would just follow by his side, stepping in only if truly necessary.
Therefore, Tang Yiyuan did not specifically introduce Ge Dongxu to Feng Yaping and the others in the conference room.
"The situation is very bad." Though the expert did not have a high opinion of Tang Yiyuan, Tang was still a mber of the dical expert team and was specifically requested by Feng Yaping, so out of respect, he stood up, answered, then picked up a pointer to explain the images further.
Of course, he did not forget to remind Tang Yiyuan at the end that performing a heart transplant imdiately was the best treatnt thod, implying that traditional Chinese dical treatnts would definitely not be adequate.
Tang Yiyuan indeed had a considerable depth of knowledge in cardiac diseases, so when Liu Jiayao had heart issues years ago, he was eventually able to alleviate so of them. With guidance from Ge Dongxu over the past two years, his expertise in cardiac diseases naturally beca even more profound.
After the cardiac specialist explained this, Tang Yiyuan understood that with his dical skills, there was absolutely no way to provide conservative treatnt for Executive Vice Governor Sang Yunlong.
"Professor Tang, looking at Governor Sang's condition, is there a way to manage it using traditional Chinese dicine?" Feng Yaping asked with hopeful eyes.
"This…" Facing Feng Yaping's expectant gaze, Tang Yiyuan looked troubled and finally turned helplessly to Ge Dongxu.
He definitely couldn't handle it; it was all up to Ge Dongxu now.
"From the angiographic images, I can't be certain. I need to take Governor Sang's pulse to determine if traditional Chinese dicine can be used…" Ge Dongxu, seeing Tang Yiyuan looking towards him and knowing the difficulty of the situation, found it unavoidable and began to speak.
"Do you young man know any manners? Is this a place where you can just speak up? Get out of here!" Before Ge Dongxu could finish, experts in the conference room had already frowned. The chief director of cardiology at Jiangnan University's First Affiliated Hospital was already displeased and scolded Ge Dongxu without any politeness.
"Professor Tang, is this your new student? He is very disrespectful. Let him step out; do not let him disturb us here," Feng Yaping, whose husband was critically ill, was naturally in a bad mood. Upon hearing Ge Dongxu, a young person, making bold statents, her suppressed emotions suddenly burst forth, her face darkened, and she even began to reproach Tang Yiyuan.
"President Feng, you are mistaken. This is Ge Dongxu, not my student. He is also a practitioner of traditional Chinese dicine and is highly skilled," Upon hearing this, Tang Yiyuan imdiately felt terrible, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly explained.
"Professor Tang, I respect you as a pillar of traditional Chinese dicine in our province. That's why so many are waiting for you to co for the consultation to make the final conclusion. But now, not only have you brought a young man who is barely in his twenties to such a eting, but you also claim that he is highly skilled. Do you really plan to let such a young, inexperienced boy take part in Governor Sang's consultation?" The chief cardiac specialist, already biased against traditional Chinese dicine, now felt greatly insulted seeing Tang Yiyuan intending to let such a young person join the consultation for Executive Vice Governor Sang Yunlong, his facial expression turned ugly, and he asked sharply without any politeness.
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