Ling Tian looked at the people by the sickbed. Besides Deputy Director Wu, Gu Daquan, and Mu Shouchuan, who had come with him, there were also several doctors he didn't recognize.
"May I ask which one of you is Elder Meng's attending physician? Please take a look at the diagnostic diagram I drew and see if it matches Elder Meng's condition."
An expert in his 50s, named Wu Sanbao, who was a top neurosurgeon in the country and the attending physician responsible for treating Elder Meng, took the diagram Ling Tian had drawn.
To be honest, this senior expert was dismissive of Ling Tian coming to treat Elder Meng.
Neurosurgery was the jewel in the crown of surgical fields. Every neurosurgeon, especially an expert capable of independent surgery, was highly sought after and revered in any hospital.
Generally, people like this held biases against Traditional Chinese Medicine. Fortunately, the TCM doctors at Bao Jian Bureau were truly skilled, and they earned the respect they deserved through their medical expertise.
However, when Dr. Wu Sanbao saw Ling Tian, such a young man, this respect vanished.
Wu Sanbao knew that Elder Meng's condition was very serious, and almost all the top neuro-experts in the country had already consulted on his case.
Having such a young person come was purely a waste of time. He planned to find an excuse to send the young man away, as long as it didn't offend anyone.
Wu Sanbao took the few drawings Ling Tian had made. The moment he glanced at them, he was stunned!
To treat Elder Meng, Dr. Wu Sanbao had to examine dozens of Elder Meng's brain CT and MRI scans almost every day to ponder treatment plans.
He was intimately familiar with the details of Elder Meng's brain lesions.
When he saw Ling Tian's drawings, he was dumbfounded, because the lesion sites were almost identical to what he saw in the medical images.
Whether it was the position or the size, even the different shapes of the sulci and gyri in each person's brain were depicted vividly and without any error!
"Have you seen Elder Meng's medical examination images?" Dr. Wu Sanbao asked Ling Tian curiously.
"No, I discovered it myself. As for its accuracy, you can verify it!"
"How did you do it?"
From the other person's question, Ling Tian knew the answer. He chuckled.
"It's very complex and difficult to describe in simple terms. Besides, even if I told you, you wouldn't believe it, so it's better not to say anything."
Wu Sanbao turned around and asked the staff to bring Elder Meng's latest head X-rays and MRI scans. Everyone gathered around, comparing these images with Ling Tian's drawings, and were astonished.
"How is this possible? They're identical!"
"Did this kid see them beforehand?"
"Absolutely not. Elder Meng's physical examination data is confidential. How could they have let him see it..."
Elder Meng, sitting on the sickbed, looked at the incredulous expressions of the experts with great curiosity. He found it quite amusing.
After a moment of commotion, Mu Shouchuan spoke.
"Alright, you've all seen Ling Tian's capabilities. Let's not waste any more time. That's settled. Everyone quiet down and let's see what treatment plan Ling Tian can devise for Elder Meng."
All eyes turned to Ling Tian.
Ling Tian reached out and took the papers from Wu Sanbao.
"I believe Elder Meng's condition is treatable. Although his brain tumor has reached a very severe stage, fortunately, the location is still manageable..."
The people around them couldn't help but scoff. "Manageable location" was an understatement. The brain glioma was tightly wrapped around the elderly man's brainstem and central nervous system. Not only could the tumor not be removed, but a slight touch of the scalpel would result in death or severe disability!
Ling Tian pointed to the marks he had drawn in blue on the diagram.
"From these positions, my silver needles can enter and kill the tumors in the elder's head...
In addition, I have also prescribed two doses of medicine for the elder, with the specific formula as follows..."
After Ling Tian finished explaining his plan, everyone was stunned, and the atmosphere in the room became somewhat solemn.
It was Grandpa Mu who spoke first again.
"Regarding Ling Tian's treatment plan, using acupuncture for treatment, I cannot judge its effectiveness.
However, the prescription Ling Tian has written is excellent, and it can be used directly!
This prescription is very ingenious and can strengthen the foundation and restore the immune system within Elder Meng's body. I believe that if he takes this medicine, some chemotherapy drugs can be discontinued."
Gu Daquan said, "Ling Tian's plan is theoretically feasible, but extremely difficult to execute.
Look at these two acupuncture points. They need to be inserted from the eye socket, grazing the eyeball, and directly into the brain.
During this process, the silver needles will touch many tissues in the brain. These tissues are not fixed in position and have different densities. How can you guarantee that the silver needles will accurately pierce the lesion?
You should be well aware that at this location of the lesion, even a millimeter deviation in your needle insertion can cause very serious consequences!"
Ling Tian spread his arms and shrugged helplessly.
"Teacher Gu, I don't know how to explain it. I can only tell you that I can do it!"
Ling Tian was indeed helpless. The primary principle of the Bao Jian Bureau's treatment plans was stability; even if the illness wasn't cured, the condition shouldn't worsen.
Under this premise, they saw Ling Tian's plan as dancing on the tip of a knife.
"I disagree with this treatment plan!
Putting aside whether this treatment plan is feasible, the risks involved in the treatment cannot be mitigated by any regulations!
Any slight mistake could lead to very serious consequences, consequences that none of us present can afford!" Dr. Wu Sanbao said very seriously. Da Feng Novel Network
"What about the Chinese medicine prescription?" Mu Shouchuan asked.
"As for the Chinese medicine prescription, if you, Elder Mu, approve it, we can have two more experts review it, and then it can be used. However, this acupuncture therapy... let's forget it," Wu Sanbao said with a wry smile, shaking his head.
Just then, Ling Tian spoke.
"Everyone, let's go out first and let Elder Meng rest for a while..."
Before Ling Tian could finish, Elder Meng smiled. At his age, he could see through everything.
"Ling Tian, there's no need to go through all that trouble. I, this old man, have strong resilience. You don't need to hide anything from me. Just say it directly!"
Ling Tian blushed slightly. His intention had been seen through. He then looked up and scanned the others, seeking their opinions.
Mu Shouchuan nodded. "Ling Tian, speak your mind. Elder Meng is a very open-minded person, and we don't avoid him when discussing his condition!"
"In that case, I'll speak directly then!"