"Will this not be said with your mouth, but it has to be done! But before that, as Dr. Fang said just now, you have to cure your own disease first! When your disease is cured, come to find Grandpa Ouyang. By then, Grandpa Ouyang will definitely train you to become a stronger soldier than your father!" Uncle Ouyang said.

"Yes!" Feng Wazi's eyes shined even more. The dreamy anticipation color in his eyes could almost shake the eyes of the flowery people. He seemed to have seen what he looked like when he grew up. He put on the olive green he longed for the most, with the national emblem on his head, and carried a steel gun... Well, his skin will never be as white as he is now. At that time, he will definitely become the wheat-colored skin that the nurse aunt said, which represents health and strength, and become as handsome as his father...

Looking at Feng Wazi's expectant look, Dr. Fang couldn't pour cold water on him. How could he bear to tell this 4-5-year-old child that his dream of joining the army can only be just a dream. Even if the operation is successful, there will still be many problems that Feng Wazi needs to face.

Heart transplant surgery, which is usually what people say, is not as simple as ordinary people think. Some people describe it as this. If the human body is compared to a computer, then the chassis is the skin, the graphics card is equivalent to muscles, the motherboard is the bones, the CPU is the brain, and the heart is the power supply to start all this. If the CPU and the power supply are out, then no matter how good the other things are, it is just a bunch of dead objects.

As one of the most important organs of the human body, once the heart, which plays a "power supply", needs to be treated with a knife (surgery), it will not be a minor operation, let alone the whole replacement now. Although the success rate of the heart transplant is quite good at present, this kind of operation also has huge problems.

First of all, the first key problem is that the donor, that is, the heart source, is not easy to obtain. Of course, this problem has been solved for Fengwazi now.

Secondly, the second related problem is the surgical repulsion problem. Even if it is a skin transplant, you have to see if there is repulsion, not to mention that the entire organ is replaced now. Sometimes, even if the treatment is successful, rejection will also occur after the operation. You need to take anti-rejection drugs for a long time, and there are also problems with severe repulsion three months after the operation.

This is well maintained, and you can live more than ten or twenty years after the operation. The longest after heart transplant in my country is 18 years, and the longest after heart transplant in the world is 33 years. In other words, with the current data, even if Fengwazi recovers smoothly, he will not escape the curse of premature death. How can such a body participate in the army?!

But inheriting the steel gun in his father's hand was the child's dream and an important belief in his survival... Dr. Fang looked at the still ignorant Fengwazi with some concern, hoping that the child could withstand the blow after knowing this situation and find a new dream that would be more in line with his physical condition in the future.

However, no matter what the future is, what is important is now and what is most important is the surgery that Feng Wazi will face. Only when the surgery is passed can Feng Wazi have the opportunity to think about the future!

"Okay, Fengwazi, first collect the treasure tank on your hand and let Dr. Xiao Song do a checkup for you. Don't be too young, Dr. Xiao Song is a very powerful doctor. When you have surgery, Dr. Xiao Song will come to help." Dr. Fang said.

"Hey?! OK." He looked at Jian'er with some confusion. The young-looking older sister is coming to help with her surgery? But hasn't Dr. Fang always used his usual assistant uncle and nurse aunt? Although the other doctor felt very strange about his exception, Feng Wazi still nodded obediently and cooperated with Jian'er's examination.

"Come on, Fengwazi, let your hand out first." Jian'er raised her hand and signaled Fengwazi to do as she looked.

"Is that true?" Feng Wazi was very well-behaved and learned from Jian'er's actions.

"Yes, that's it. Fengwazi is very smart." Jian'er praised, "Okay, keep this now, don't move."

"Okay." Feng Wazi was obedient and did not move obediently, but just tilted his head and looked around Jian'er with his bright big eyes.

"Come on, Fengwazi, let's change your hand." Jian'er signaled Fengwazi to stretch out his other hand. His fingertips, as tender as green onion, gently pressed Fengwazi's thin and visible wrists, and a trace of thoughtfulness and uncertainty appeared on Jian'er's face.

After letting go of Feng Wazi's hand, Jian'er fell into deep thought. After a while, she raised her head and looked at Feng Wazi: "Come on, Feng Wazi, extend your previous hand again."

What is this situation?!Doctor Fang looked at Jian'er unexpectedly. You should know whether it was when he was patrolling the room with Jian'er or in the emergency room before, what impressed him the most was that in addition to Jian'er's acupuncture, it was Jian'er's pulse speed. But at this moment, not only did he take more than twice as long as those patients before, but now he has to have a new diagnosis. You must know that this is the first time.

"Doctor Fang, can you show me Feng Wazi's medical record?" Jian'er's second pulse speed was obviously much faster than when he took the pulse for the first time. After letting go of Feng Wazi's hand, Jian'er pondered for a moment and asked Dr. Fang.

"Xiao Peng has already taken Xiao Peng to copy the case. If you want to see it, we have to wait for Xiao Peng to copy it back. After Xiao Peng has copied it, he will directly take the case and copy to my office. We will talk about it later?" Dr. Fang reminded, and also hinted that this was not a good time to discuss his condition in front of the patient (even if the patient is very small, he may not understand what they are talking about).

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot for a moment." Jian'er patted her forehead. Really, is she confused? She actually talked about this in the ward.

"Doctor Xiao Song, I'm not in a bad situation..." Feng Wazi looked at Jian'er pitifully, "Is it because I didn't control my emotional attack just now that..., am I unable to undergo surgery?"

Speaking of this, Feng Wazi's eyes couldn't help but turn red. He did not forget Dr. Fang specifically reminded him that he must control his emotions before the operation, otherwise if the disease occurs, it will have a great impact on his body, and may even have a very adverse impact on the operation. In severe cases, it may need to be postponed or the operation arrangement will be cancelled directly.

"Will this not be said with your mouth, but it has to be done! But before that, as Dr. Fang said just now, you have to cure your own disease first! When your disease is cured, come to find Grandpa Ouyang. By then, Grandpa Ouyang will definitely train you to become a stronger soldier than your father!" Uncle Ouyang said.

"Yes!" Feng Wazi's eyes shined even more. The dreamy anticipation color in his eyes could almost shake the eyes of the flowery people. He seemed to have seen what he looked like when he grew up. He put on the olive green he longed for the most, with the national emblem on his head, and carried a steel gun... Well, his skin will never be as white as he is now. At that time, he will definitely become the wheat-colored skin that the nurse aunt said, which represents health and strength, and become as handsome as his father...

Looking at Feng Wazi's expectant look, Dr. Fang couldn't pour cold water on him. How could he bear to tell this 4-5-year-old child that his dream of joining the army can only be just a dream. Even if the operation is successful, there will still be many problems that Feng Wazi needs to face.

Heart transplant surgery, which is usually what people say, is not as simple as ordinary people think. Some people describe it as this. If the human body is compared to a computer, then the chassis is the skin, the graphics card is equivalent to muscles, the motherboard is the bones, the CPU is the brain, and the heart is the power supply to start all this. If the CPU and the power supply are out, then no matter how good the other things are, it is just a bunch of dead objects.

As one of the most important organs of the human body, once the heart, which plays a "power supply", needs to be treated with a knife (surgery), it will not be a minor operation, let alone the whole replacement now. Although the success rate of the heart transplant is quite good at present, this kind of operation also has huge problems.

First of all, the first key problem is that the donor, that is, the heart source, is not easy to obtain. Of course, this problem has been solved for Fengwazi now.

Secondly, the second related problem is the surgical repulsion problem. Even if it is a skin transplant, you have to see if there is repulsion, not to mention that the entire organ is replaced now. Sometimes, even if the treatment is successful, rejection will also occur after the operation. You need to take anti-rejection drugs for a long time, and there are also problems with severe repulsion three months after the operation.

This is well maintained, and you can live more than ten or twenty years after the operation. The longest after heart transplant in my country is 18 years, and the longest after heart transplant in the world is 33 years. In other words, with the current data, even if Fengwazi recovers smoothly, he will not escape the curse of premature death. How can such a body participate in the army?!

But inheriting the steel gun in his father's hand was the child's dream and an important belief in his survival... Dr. Fang looked at the still ignorant Fengwazi with some concern, hoping that the child could withstand the blow after knowing this situation and find a new dream that would be more in line with his physical condition in the future.

However, no matter what the future is, what is important is now and what is most important is the surgery that Feng Wazi will face. Only when the surgery is passed can Feng Wazi have the opportunity to think about the future!

"Okay, Fengwazi, first collect the treasure tank on your hand and let Dr. Xiao Song do a checkup for you. Don't be too young, Dr. Xiao Song is a very powerful doctor. When you have surgery, Dr. Xiao Song will come to help." Dr. Fang said.

"Hey?! OK." He looked at Jian'er with some confusion. The young-looking older sister is coming to help with her surgery? But hasn't Dr. Fang always used his usual assistant uncle and nurse aunt? Although the other doctor felt very strange about his exception, Feng Wazi still nodded obediently and cooperated with Jian'er's examination.

"Come on, Fengwazi, let your hand out first." Jian'er raised her hand and signaled Fengwazi to do as she looked.

"Is that true?" Feng Wazi was very well-behaved and learned from Jian'er's actions.

"Yes, that's it. Fengwazi is very smart." Jian'er praised, "Okay, keep this now, don't move."

"Okay." Feng Wazi was obedient and did not move obediently, but just tilted his head and looked around Jian'er with his bright big eyes.

"Come on, Fengwazi, let's change your hand." Jian'er signaled Fengwazi to stretch out his other hand. His fingertips, as tender as green onion, gently pressed Fengwazi's thin and visible wrists, and a trace of thoughtfulness and uncertainty appeared on Jian'er's face.

After letting go of Feng Wazi's hand, Jian'er fell into deep thought. After a while, she raised her head and looked at Feng Wazi: "Come on, Feng Wazi, extend your previous hand again."

What is this situation?!Doctor Fang looked at Jian'er unexpectedly. You should know whether it was when he was patrolling the room with Jian'er or in the emergency room before, what impressed him the most was that in addition to Jian'er's acupuncture, it was Jian'er's pulse speed. But at this moment, not only did he take more than twice as long as those patients before, but now he has to have a new diagnosis. You must know that this is the first time.

"Doctor Fang, can you show me Feng Wazi's medical record?" Jian'er's second pulse speed was obviously much faster than when he took the pulse for the first time. After letting go of Feng Wazi's hand, Jian'er pondered for a moment and asked Dr. Fang.

"Xiao Peng has already taken Xiao Peng to copy the case. If you want to see it, we have to wait for Xiao Peng to copy it back. After Xiao Peng has copied it, he will directly take the case and copy to my office. We will talk about it later?" Dr. Fang reminded, and also hinted that this was not a good time to discuss his condition in front of the patient (even if the patient is very small, he may not understand what they are talking about).

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot for a moment." Jian'er patted her forehead. Really, is she confused? She actually talked about this in the ward.

"Doctor Xiao Song, I'm not in a bad situation..." Feng Wazi looked at Jian'er pitifully, "Is it because I didn't control my emotional attack just now that..., am I unable to undergo surgery?"
Chapter completed!