Chapter 760: Chapter 759: You Did Not Win

On Sunday, the first day of the National Day holiday, Yan Feifan rested at home all morning.

Around ten in the morning, Yan Feifan received the high-definition MRI scans from Yu Beihua. They were of the two patients in deep comas and had been taken at Baining Hospital.

Looking at the scans of the two patients’ brainstems, Yan Feifan immediately spotted a difference from their previous MRI images.

The scans of these two patients showed tiny, bright spots, some sparse and others dense.

’Minute specks of clotted blood?’

’Or were they calcified spots formed from necrotic brain tissue?’

Yan Feifan analyzed the images and concluded they were most likely calcified spots.

This was because the brain has the ability to dissolve such tiny blood clots on its own.

The likelihood of so many tiny clots remaining for such a long time was quite low.

However, after the brainstem suffers trauma, its internal blood circulation is significantly affected.

It was quite common for some brain tissue to become necrotic from insufficient oxygen and subsequently form calcified spots.

Realizing this, Yan Feifan discovered an oversight.

’I should have brought one more patient—one who responded actively to the infrasound resonance therapy—to Baining Hospital for a comparative study.’

’If that patient’s brainstem MRI also revealed similar tiny spots, more or less, it might indicate that these spots aren’t the primary factor affecting the experimental therapy.’

However, another thought occurred to Yan Feifan.

’Then again, the number of these tiny spots, whether more or fewer, and the differences in their positions could very well be what’s truly influencing the brainstem’s resonant feedback to the stimulation frequency.’

Yan Feifan knew a thing or two about resonance.

For example, even a slight structural change could alter a bridge’s natural resonance frequency.

A sudden, wild idea struck Yan Feifan. ’Should I invite a physics expert who specializes in resonance to join the project?’

Interdisciplinary collaboration was common these days.

It was standard practice for doctors and physicists to collaborate on developing new medical treatments.

After considering it for a moment, Yan Feifan told Yu Beihua.

He told him he could return to his home in Jingcheng for half a day’s rest. If Yan Feifan didn’t make any special discoveries on his end, Yu Beihua would have to escort the patient all the way back to Binhai the next morning...

After lunch, Yan Feifan went to the Neurosurgery Department at the Affiliated Hospital to find Dr. Qiu Ge and discuss the findings from the two patients’ high-precision MRI scans.

They both agreed that the tiny, bright spots were most likely necrotic calcified spots.

They also decided to use ultrasound to vibrate the small spots on the two patients’ brainstems.

The goal was to alter the physical properties of the two patients’ brainstems, in the hope that they would then generate a resonant feedback to a specific infrasound stimulation frequency.

For now, regardless of the outcome, Yan Feifan was quite satisfied to have made a new discovery and new progress.

An experimental therapy was like crossing a river by feeling for the stones—you had to find the right path through trial and error.

Afterward, Yan Feifan and Qiu Ge went to the Little Red House and gave Lv Xing’s father a thorough examination.

The examination showed that Lv Xing’s father, who had been awake for two days since coming out of his coma, had not only shown marked improvement in his physical condition, but his cognitive level had also slightly improved. At the very least, they found no signs of deterioration.

Although they would need to observe him over a longer period to be certain, today’s examination results undoubtedly allowed Yan Feifan and Qiu Ge to breathe a private sigh of relief.

At least for now, everything was developing in a positive direction...

Next, the two of them spent nearly two hours administering the fourth session of infrasound resonance stimulation therapy to the other three deep-coma patients...

A little after four in the afternoon, Yan Feifan went to the trauma surgery department to examine a patient with a penile injury.

A little after six in the evening, Yan Feifan and Yu Suye returned to their home at Zuimo Court to find Wang Chuan, Yanyan, and Mrs. Hua were visiting.

Dinner was ready, a table laden with seafood.

Just among the steamed fish, Yan Feifan spotted three different kinds on the table: a large yellow croaker weighing over two pounds, a red grouper, and a green grouper.

He cried out with exaggeration, "Sis, are we throwing money around now? Or have the expensive fish in the sea started breeding like crazy?"

Yan Ziruo giggled. "Chuan brought all the seafood. I couldn’t just save it all for our family to eat by ourselves, could I?"

Wang Chuan chuckled. "The fishing season has opened, so the seafood supply has shot up and the prices have dropped quite a bit."

"But Feifan, even if they were more expensive, you can afford them! What’s the deal? Always pinching pennies, never wanting to spend money?"

Yan Feifan rolled his eyes at him. "I’m just in charge of making money. I don’t manage the daily spending."

"My sister sets the household budget."

Yan Ziruo quickly explained, "Five hundred a day for living expenses is very generous. We can’t eat like kings every day, can we?"

"Besides, it’s the simple, everyday meals that are the most nourishing."

Wang Chuan nodded in agreement. "That’s true. Rice, eggs, home-cooked meals—they’re the most comforting to eat."

"These so-called rare ingredients are fine to have once in a while, just to mix things up."

"But if you eat them every day, you’re sure to run into trouble..."

A short while later, Yan Feifan, Yu Suye, Wang Chuan, Yanyan, Tian Yu, Duan Yu, and Mrs. Hua were all gathered around the dining table, launching their assault on the seafood feast...

Halfway through the meal, Yan Feifan received a call from Liu Jin.

"Feifan, I have some good news for you."

Before Yan Feifan could ask what it was, Liu Jin said excitedly over the phone, "It’s been decided."

"Binhai is making a big move this time. They’re going to establish an international medical industrial park. The plan is to build it in the Phoenix Mountain District, creating a hub that integrates hospitals, medical and pharmaceutical research, and medical technology."

Yan Feifan asked in confusion, "Professor, it’s National Day today. Are the leaders still working?"

Liu Jin laughed. "They don’t get holidays."

He went on to explain over the phone, "Feifan, for major decisions, everything is discussed beforehand. Only after a consensus has been reached will it be brought to the standing committee for a vote."

"I’ve received definite confirmation. The international medical industrial park has already been approved by more than half of the standing committee members. We’re just waiting for the official resolution after the holiday ends."

Liu Jin added excitedly, "Once the medical park is confirmed, the municipal government will give its full support to our plans for a second affiliated hospital."

"The Baining Group has also promised to invest no less than two billion to establish a Baining Hospital branch, as well as R&D centers for pharmaceuticals and medical technology."

Hearing this, Yan Feifan asked, "So you’re not collaborating anymore?"

Liu Jin chuckled. "We’ll be receiving the government’s full financial backing, so naturally we won’t need to rely on anyone else’s resources."

"The government also hopes to have as many medical institutions as possible move into the industrial park."

"As far as I know, Huashan Hospital and Ren’ai Hospital are also thinking about building branches in the park..."

Yan Feifan had just ended his call with Liu Jin when his phone rang again.

It was a call from Dr. Gu Lin from cardiac surgery.

"Yan, I want to confirm something with you. The new terms of my bet with Mr. Deng were that I win as long as I keep the surgery time under four and a half hours, right?"

"Or did I have to break the time record you and Dr. Ni set to win?"

Yan Feifan asked happily, "Professor, did you perform a heart transplant today?"

Gu Lin grunted in affirmation over the phone. "The surgery was just completed. The time was just barely under four hours and twenty-nine minutes."

"The main issue was that it was a large, adult heart, but the patient was a teenager. I had to use a progressive suturing method on the blood vessels, which took some extra time. Otherwise, breaking your time record would have been a piece of cake."

He urged, "Come on, Yan, hurry and confirm. Did I win or not?"

Yan Feifan chuckled. "Professor, according to the new terms you and Mr. Deng agreed on, you didn’t win!"

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