Guangci Hospital Auditorium.

An academic seminar on brain surgery is being held in a tense manner, with experts and scholars from 20 countries in Asia and Europe.

There are also brain surgeons from major hospitals in Shanghai, about 150 people, who are listening to a Denmark neurosurgeon explaining his research results.

Everyone was listening attentively, and Lu Xiyan also sat down and listened carefully, and occasionally recorded something in his notebook with a pen.

Although the level of his peers is different, each has his own strengths, and in-depth research in some aspects can also give him great inspiration.

In addition to experience, when studying medicine, you also need to communicate with your peers and spread your thinking, and you cannot work behind closed doors.

Lu Xiyan cherishes this high-end academic seminar held in Shanghai, although some aspects have some political factors and other unknown purposes.

However, this gave him an opportunity to learn and communicate with his peers at close range, which was very difficult. Lu Xiyan felt that he had new ideas in many places.

He is still young and before he can sleep on the credit book, he must be brave and diligent to improve his medical skills further.

Especially in brain surgery, he felt that this should be a direction for his future efforts. Of course, thoracic surgery cannot be relaxed.

Bang!

Suddenly, a dull sound of hitting the door came.

"You can't go in. A medical seminar is being held here. Please go out immediately..." The security officer in charge of the door wanted to stop the person entering, but was pushed away roughly.

"Baga!"

It's Japanese!

The characteristics of the Japanese are too obvious. They are short, Rendanhu, and inconsistent facial features. They all look like defective products that God accidentally left behind when he created humans.

Takeuchi Yunko?

Lu Xiyan turned around in surprise and saw a female officer wearing a black Japanese naval uniform among the crowd coming in, which was obviously Yunko Takeuchi.

The leader Lu Xiyan also knew the Qingqi Qingyin of Mei Ji.

What are these two people coming here for?

The venue suddenly became commotion. A good academic conference was held, and a group of Japanese broke in. Obviously, there was nothing good. Vice President Freme stood up and walked over.

"Who are you? A sacred medical seminar is being held here. Please go out!" President Furée pointed to the door righteously and said the great god.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Dean." The leader Qingqi Qingyin suddenly put his legs together and bowed deeply to Dean Fulemei, "I have a very important thing in Qingqi Qingyin. I want to ask Dr. Lu Xiyan for help."

When Lu Xiyan heard his name, he was stunned. He was so angry that he had no intersection at all. It can be said that he didn't know each other. Why did he come to him for?

The experts, scholars and doctors at the venue were whispering, talking about what the Japanese suddenly broke into the venue and wanted to do.

Also, this is the French Concession. Will the French arresting house allow the Japanese to rush around like this?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qingqi, we are holding a medical seminar now. If you have any questions, please wait outside." Furée said seriously. How can such a serious academic conference be disturbed?

"Director Freme, the matter is urgent. We just want to ask Dr. Lu Xiyan to take action to treat a patient. We have no other intentions." Qingqi Qingyin said.

"Save people?" Vice President Fulaimei was stunned. Japan's Army Hospital in Zhabei seemed to be no worse than Guangci Hospital.

What kind of patient needs Lu Xiyan to take action?

"Yes, we have a serious injury, the entire Shanghai Beach. Only Dr. Lu Xiyan can perform such serious injury first aid craniotomy surgery." Qingqi Qingyin said.

As soon as he said this, the doctors, experts and scholars around him took a breath.

Craniotomy surgery!

Moreover, it is a serious injury and first aid craniotomy. This is a difficult operation. Not to mention that ordinary surgeons cannot do it, even if there are only a few experts who come to participate in academic seminars today, they can do it or dare to do it.

Moreover, even if someone can do it, no one dares to do it without a skilled team and hardware equipment.

"So, borrow the operating room of your hospital and ask Dr. Lu to help you."

"Who is the injured?" Lu Xiyan knew that he could not hide. If he hides, he would be looked down upon and ungrateful. A doctor who is ungrateful, no matter how high his medical skills are, he would be despised.

"Dr. Lu, hello, the injured person is your acquaintance, Mr. Ichiro Asano." When Keiyin Harukki saw Lu Xiyan, he hurriedly bowed again.

"Asano Ichiro!"

Lu Xiyan was so scared that his hair stood up on his back. He had already received a telegram from Ding Pengfei, saying that he had shot Ichiro Asano in the head and saw him fall with his own eyes.

According to this judgment, Asano Ichiro should have died.

However, I never expected that this guy was still alive, and he could imagine the shock in his heart.

Two days have passed. This guy was shot in the head and was transported to Shanghai before he was transported to Shanghai. He is still alive. Is this guy's luck too amazing?

"Mr. Qingqi, craniotomy is not something that can be done by doing. It requires detailed examination of the patient before it can be confirmed." Lu Xiyan said.

"We have brought the patient, right in the ambulance, and all the results of the examination have been brought. Dr. Lu can be used as a reference. We only hope that Dr. Lu can perform the operation as soon as possible." Qingqi Qingyin said bluntly.

"Can we wait until we finish this meeting?"

"The meeting can continue, but you must go to the operating room with us right away." Qingqi said stiffly, "I think there should be no problem with this academic conference without you?"

"Why?" Lu Xiyan's face turned cold. This is the French Concession, Guangci Hospital, not Hongkou District, not Zhabei!

"Dr. Lu, you are a doctor. Shouldn't it be your duty to save lives and heal the wounded?" Qingqi Qingyin said.

"Save death and helping the wounded is the responsibility of being a doctor, but a doctor is not a god. Some people cannot be saved even by gods, let alone a doctor?" Lu Xiyan retorted.

"Dr. Lu, I know that there were some holidays between you and Asano Jun in the past, but this should not be the reason why you refused to save me, right?" Takeuchi Yunko looked at Lu Xiyan a step forward and asked.

"Absurd, since you don't trust me, why come to me to save people?" Lu Xiyan sneered, "Is it so dark in your Japanese heart?"

"Baga..." Nakajima behind Yunko Takeuchi was about to rush up with red eyes, but Yunko Takeuchi reached out and stopped him, "Nakajima, don't be impulsive."

"Dr. Lu, Asano Jun is in danger. He may not be able to survive tonight at twelve o'clock. We tried our best and even prepared for craniotomy. But our doctor was not sure. If anyone in Shanghai could save Asano Jun, you are the only one, please." Takeuchi Yunko also bowed deeply to Lu Xiyan.

Lu Xiyan also had a battle between heaven and man in his mind. Asano Ichiro was not dead. This was a huge accident, and his failure to die also caused him a huge trouble.

The Japanese actually begged him to save Ichiro Asano and also performed a craniotomy on him. Could this be a conspiracy?

If he agrees to treatment.

If you save Ichiro Asano, I am afraid that the Chinese people will definitely call him a traitor, but if he is punished, not only will the Japanese not let him go, but I am afraid that the title of "Hand of God" will instantly smell bad.

At that time, he, the surgeon, would soon fall from the altar and be despised from then on. He was even considered a traitor and lacked a place to save Ichiro Asano and was disgraced.

But if he didn't save him, the Japanese wouldn't let him go, and they would question his professional ethics as a "doctor".

He can't even ask for help.

This is simply being forced to the top of a cliff.

Who thought of this move? It was so poisonous. Lu Xiyan was sweating on his forehead and his vest was soaked. If he couldn't handle this well, he was really in trouble.

"Miss Yunzi, you respect me Lu Xiyan too much. There are so many brain surgeons and experts present today. I suggest that you might as well take out Mr. Asano's condition as a special case to discuss. If you think the operation is promising, I will personally perform the operation on Mr. Asano. What do you think?" Lu Xiyan's mind turned around. Why did he forget the doctors and experts who came to attend the seminar today?

Takeuchi Yunko frowned slightly. This seemed not her original intention, but Lu Xiyan's advice was very reasonable. There were so many doctors and experts here.

If so many people give Ichiro Asano a consultation, wouldn’t it be better than Lu Xiyan alone?

"Asano Jun can support her. If you give you time to discuss it, can the time for the operation be guaranteed?"

"I can't guarantee this. If you don't agree with my suggestion, it will be useless even if you force me to have surgery with a gun." Lu Xiyan said.

"Mr. Haruki, I think you can give it a try." Takeuchi Yunko whispered in Haruki Keiyo's ear.

"Okay, Dr. Lu, just as you said, give you half an hour, you should be able to get a result, right?" Qingqi Qingyin said.

"Half an hour is too short, at least one hour." Lu Xiyan said decisively.

"Forty-five minutes!" Qingqi Qingyin gritted his teeth and gave way.

"At least an hour." Lu Xiyan did not give in.

"Okay, one hour is only one hour." Qingqi Qingyin looked at Lu Xiyan's eyes and was so angry that he almost wanted to exhale fire.

Nakajima came to deliver all the data on Ichiro Asano's inspection and the X-ray films taken, and handed them to Lu Xiyan.

"Sorry, gentlemen, I temporarily inserted an issue, an emergency patient's case, please help me with consultation. A serious brain trauma, the bullet was shot from the right eye socket, the eyeball completely exploded, it was removed, the patient survived unexpectedly, but the bullet was still in the skull..." Lu Xiyan walked onto the podium, picked up Ichiro Asano's case and began to describe the situation.

"Oh, God..."

There was a sound of exclamation below. It was a miracle that a person was so seriously injured and could still survive. Of course, the miracle might not last long.

If the bullet is not removed from the skull, it will press the brainstem, causing the intracranial pressure to increase and even cause severe infection, the miracle will only be a flash in the pan.

In fact, the situation has deteriorated very happily. Since Ichiro Asano was injured and unconscious, although he was still alive, breathing and heartbeat, he just did not wake up.

Moreover, the bullets in the skull seem to be squeezed and are shifting little by little. This is not a good phenomenon. If the bullet is fixed there and maybe not taken out, people may not be able to make any trouble. It is not uncommon for people to live with shrapnel in their heads.

But if there is a moving bullet in your mind, it will be like an uncertain bomb, and I don’t know when it will explode.

(The above are all fabricated and imagined. If there is any similarity, it is purely nonsense.)
Chapter completed!