Seeing the joyous scene before him, Zhao Heng also felt relieved in his heart. So far, Sun Xinxin could be said to be the most challenging patient he had encountered, and it took such a great effort to finally treat her.

This also indicates that even though he has the golden touch, Zhao Heng's ability isn't enough to solve all patients' issues at present.

At any time, one must maintain a progressive attitude.

The director encouraged Zhao Heng and Gao Jun with a few words and then left with Ning Yunhao.

As for Zhao Heng, looking at Sun Xinxin's mother who was filled with mixed emotions, and the just-awakened Sun Xinxin who was also feeling very excited, he felt that all his efforts over these days were worthwhile.

"Not easy."

Gao Jun sighed slightly, saying that this time, it was indeed not easy, it was like survival from the jaws of death.

If Zhao Heng hadn't contacted Professor Li Hongwei from Yanjing University for neural stem cell treatment, Sun Xinxin wouldn't have been able to wake up at all.

Being a doctor sometimes also depends on luck.

And Gao Jun felt that ever since he met Zhao Heng, his luck had always been very good.

"Yes, this case could be written into the clinical treatment manual as a classic case. It's a completely new application of neural stem cell treatment in the field of awakening, and it's a very successful attempt."

Liu Ziang also said with some emotion.

His evaluation was indeed high. Being able to receive such a comment from someone who has always set high requirements and standards, this treatment by Zhao Heng really surprised even Liu Ziang.

"Has Professor Li Hongwei been notified?"

Gao Jun then asked Zhao Heng.

"Yes, I just called, and Professor Li Hongwei is very happy too."

Zhao Heng nodded as he spoke.

As a leading researcher in the field of stem cells, this time using neural stem cell transplantation to treat severe traumatic brain injury and deep coma patients was a very innovative attempt, and it could be considered a significant breakthrough in the field of stem cell therapy.

For Li Hongwei, it's also something good.

Therefore, this matter is actually a win-win.

"If there are similar patients in the future, we can deepen collaboration with Professor Li Hongwei."

Gao Jun said thoughtfully.

The Yanjing University School of Life Sciences is not a place where just anyone can connect.

All the projects there are basically major national projects.

"Director Liu, how's the preparation for the surgery?"

After a pause, Gao Jun asked Liu Ziang.

"The surgery can be done anytime, but the patient has just woken up, we can adjust for two more days before operating."

Liu Ziang thought for a moment and said.

Although brainstem artery aneurysm surgery is highly difficult, it's not an insurmountable peak for Liu Ziang.

Originally, he had prepared a second plan, which was if two weeks passed and Sun Xinxin didn't wake up, they would forcibly proceed with the surgery.

However, if performing surgery when Sun Xinxin hadn't woken up, Liu Ziang was confident in completing the procedure, but post-surgery there would be a high probability that Sun Xinxin wouldn't wake up.

If that were the case, then the surgery would lose its meaning.

"Hmm, once the surgery is smoothly completed, we can consider it handing in a perfect answer sheet."

Gao Jun said.

Next, the few of them went to prepare for their upcoming tasks, and Zhao Heng also returned to the office.

As Zhao Heng entered, everyone's eyes were on him.

Honestly, until today, even with the involvement of Professor Li Hongwei, no one expected Zhao Heng to awaken Sun Xinxin.

After all, it was a severe coma that even the Mayo Clinic was at a loss over.

But today, Zhao Heng created a miracle once again.

Creating a miracle once might be said to be good luck, but achieving things one after another that others couldn't, this truly showcased hard power.

So now, everyone in the anesthesiology department had no doubts about Zhao Heng's abilities.

"Little Zhao, well done."

Wen Shen looked at Zhao Heng, speaking with some excitement.

Previously, if it weren't for Zhao Heng, his career might have ended.

And now, Zhao Heng created another miracle, greatly boosting the morale of the anesthesiology department, making Wen Shen, who considers the department his home, feel very exhilarated.

"Mm, Teacher Wen, you should go rest, I'll take care of things today."

Seeing Wen Shen with bloodshot eyes and fatigue, having not been home for over ten days, Zhao Heng said gently.

"I'm okay, the department is short on people right now, I can't just leave."

Wen Shen dismissively waved off Zhao Heng's advice.

"Teacher Wen, you haven't been home for over ten days, now that Sun Xinxin's treatment has concluded, and I'm back, please go rest. Otherwise, your health will break down."

Zhao Heng continued.

He was speaking sincerely; there were reports before of an anesthetist in a certain hospital who suddenly died in the operating room after three consecutive days and nights of surgeries.

Wen Shen could be said to be the mainstay of the anesthesiology department, he mustn't fall.

"Yes, Teacher Wen, please go rest, Dr. Zhao is back today."

Tian Zhen standing next to them also advised.

"Alright, if things get out of hand, give me a call."

Seeing both Zhao Heng and Tian Zhen advising him, Wen Shen didn't insist, nodding in agreement.

After Wen Shen left, Zhao Heng somewhat sighed and said, "Nowadays, they say medical school graduates don't want to practice medicine anymore. If we continuously work day and night for over ten days like this, who would want to?"

"Yes, Teacher Wen indeed works too hard."

Tian Zhen also nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly.

At Eastern Hospital, there's a saying that women are used as men, and men as beasts of burden.

Though it sounds unpleasant, the current situation is indeed like that.

Looking at Eastern Hospital's outpatient department filled to the brim every day, nearly stretching out into the street, one can see how truly tight medical resources are now.

"Dr. Zhao, did Sun Xinxin really wake up because of what her mom said just now?"

Tian Zhen suddenly asked Zhao Heng a question.

She felt that verbal stimulation, while useful for comatose patients, couldn't be that effective; otherwise, Sun Xinxin's mom must have tried this method before, so why hadn't it worked then?

"Half and half, Sun Xinxin indeed needed that final push; on the other hand, it was also the best opportunity for this mother and daughter to heal their rift."

To Tian Zhen, Zhao Heng told the truth.

Actually, Sun Xinxin's mom would stay by Sun Xinxin's bedside and talk a lot every day.

Having listened to it many times, Zhao Heng naturally realized there was a deep rift between the mother and daughter.

So earlier, he subtly pushed for this moment.

But none of the people present noticed Zhao Heng's intend in this, only the keen and perceptive Tian Zhen picked up on it.

"Dr. Zhao, your thoughtfulness is more detailed than us girls."

Receiving confirmation, Tian Zhen was somewhat taken aback and said.

She hadn't expected Zhao Heng's thought process to be this meticulous.

"What you meant was detailed, I suppose..."

These words from Tian Zhen made Zhao Heng feel a bit odd.

"Aren't detailed and meticulous the same?"

Tian Zhen asked puzzledly.

"Ahem, yes, the same, they're the same."

Zhao Heng replied.

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