Chapter 545: Chapter 544: A Mental Blind Spot

On Tuesday at noon, Yan Feifan had lunch with Dr. Qiu Ge.

To make it easier to talk, Yan Feifan chose a coffee shop near the hospital.

"Dr. Qiu, after some simple verification, we found that a high-frequency sound of over twenty thousand hertz was what made Mr. Wang and me drowsy."

Sitting in a quiet booth, Yan Feifan further explained to Dr. Qiu, "Extraordinary Medical Technology Company will temporarily provide two million in funding to support the project’s preliminary research."

"They want to use the results of this research to create a Sleep Promotion Device."

Qiu Ge nodded in understanding. "With all the pressure in society today, people with sleep disorders are everywhere."

"If we can find a specific high-frequency sound pattern that helps everyone fall asleep quickly, the commercial value would be absolutely enormous."

Seeing the light in her eyes, Yan Feifan said in a serious tone, "Dr. Qiu, I am formally inviting you to join this research project."

"I don’t know if..."

Qiu Ge quickly cut him off, stating, "Mr. Yan, thank you for the recognition and the invitation. I can’t wait to be a part of the research team."

Yan Feifan chuckled. "I’m also very happy to have the assistance of a skilled neurosurgeon like you, Dr. Qiu."

"However, this research project might involve some commercial interests in the future. I have a draft of a collaboration agreement here..."

As he spoke, Yan Feifan handed an agreement to Dr. Qiu.

The Affiliated Hospital had several templates for similar collaborative research agreements, covering different types of partnerships.

Last night, Yan Feifan had picked one that seemed suitable and made some detailed revisions to tailor it to this specific project.

In this collaboration agreement, Yan Feifan was naturally the project initiator, the main person in charge, and the owner of the project’s results.

Qiu Ge was listed as the deputy head of the research project and, with Yan Feifan’s permission, could publish research papers as the first-listed author.

Regarding research funding, Qiu Ge’s applications would have no limit, but they would require Yan Feifan’s signed approval.

Qiu Ge would receive a twenty percent share of any income from licensing or transferring the project’s results.

Qiu Ge took the agreement, scanned through it quickly, then took a closer look at a few key clauses. She then pulled a pen from her pocket and decisively signed her name.

"Dr. Qiu, there’s no need to sign so quickly. You can take it back and review it carefully."

"Some of the clauses are negotiable."

Qiu Ge smiled faintly. "If I wasn’t satisfied with the terms of this agreement, it would just be me being greedy."

After a pause, she said seriously, "I have a strong feeling that besides effectively promoting sleep, the results of this project will also have broad and exciting applications in clinical treatment."

Yan Feifan smiled. "If high frequencies can promote sleep, perhaps specific high-frequency sound patterns could promote waking."

"Maybe we can find a sound pattern like that and successfully awaken patients from a brainstem-deep coma..."

As a brain expert, Qiu Ge certainly understood the significance of waking a patient from a brainstem-deep coma.

Her face flushed with excitement, and she exclaimed, "Mr. Yan, I can’t sit still! I want to go back to the hospital right now and start our research immediately."

Yan Feifan couldn’t help but chuckle. "Dr. Qiu, no need to rush. Haste makes waste. We have plenty of time."

He paused, then said in a deep voice, "Dr. Qiu, the brain is your area of expertise, and I’m tied up with other matters."

"A lot of the work on this project will need you to take the lead."

Qiu Ge nodded repeatedly. "Mr. Yan, don’t worry, you can leave the work to me. I guarantee I’ll get it done quickly, efficiently, and well."

Yan Feifan added, "I’m a bit short-handed. As for Xv Fang, Dr. Qiu, feel free to make full use of him."

Qiu Ge replied in a joking tone, "Mr. Yan, you aren’t trying to palm off this bargain-bin student on me for you to discipline, are you?"

Yan Feifan chuckled and said casually, "If he wants to develop a career in neurosurgery and has a bit of talent for it..."

"Then I’ll generously give him to you, Dr. Qiu."

Qiu Ge gave a small smile. "Mr. Yan, let me tell you, if that kid really is suited to be a neurosurgeon..."

"If you dare to give him, I dare to take him!"

Qiu Ge sighed softly. "I’m mentoring more than a dozen young doctors right now, and to be honest, not a single one of them satisfies me."

"In fact, there isn’t even one I’m relatively satisfied with..."

Just then, the waiter brought over the business lunches they had ordered.

Their lunch break was short, so Yan Feifan and Qiu Ge cut the chatter and started eating.

Halfway through the meal, Qiu Ge spoke again. "Mr. Yan, I forgot to tell you something..."

"That brain tumor patient Mr. Qin was treating... it’s been over a week, and he still hasn’t woken up. The family is getting anxious."

"I’ve heard people in the department still talking about what happened that night. If word gets to the patient’s family, it won’t be good."

Yan Feifan asked, puzzled, "Didn’t Mr. Hou forbid anyone from talking about that night? People are still talking?"

Qiu Ge sneered. "Quite a few people know what happened that day. It’s hard to completely silence everyone."

"Besides, maybe someone is deliberately trying to let the family know, just to cause trouble for Mr. Hou!"

"Office politics—it happens all the time."

After a two-second pause, she asked with concern, "Mr. Yan, that incident where you were attacked by those young hooligans, has it been resolved?"

Yan Feifan grunted in affirmation. "The parents of the four youths compensated for the damage to Mr. Wang’s office furniture, so it’s considered over."

He added, "I didn’t make them compensate me."

’The fuss over that incident was enough to get a powerful sub-department director with a bright future demoted and sidelined. I suppose that’s enough,’ Yan Feifan thought.

’I hope those brats learned their lesson and won’t cause any more trouble for their families.’

Qiu Ge sighed. "Some children nowadays are so spoiled by their parents, especially the older generation, that you can’t hit them or scold them."

"My own child is so spoiled by his grandparents, he’s in danger of becoming a little terror himself..."

After some casual small talk about family matters, the two finished their lunch and returned to the Affiliated Hospital together.

When they reached the neurosurgery building, Qiu Ge invited Yan Feifan up for a cup of tea, and also to help her look at a film of a cerebral aneurysm.

Yan Feifan couldn’t refuse Dr. Qiu’s enthusiasm and was pulled by the hand into her office.

As soon as they entered, Qiu Ge pulled Yan Feifan over to a light box covered with cranial image films!

"The patient is thirty-five, with an anterior cranial arteriovenous malformation. I’m hesitating on where to make the craniotomy for surgical entry."

"Mr. Yan, take a look at the films first. I’ll go make you some tea..."

Qiu Ge was about to turn and leave when Yan Feifan called out to her.

"Dr. Qiu, how old is this patient?"

"Thirty-five!"

Qiu Ge replied, and seeing the look of realization on Yan Feifan’s face, she pressed, "What did you discover?"

Yan Feifan replied softly, "I did discover something, but not about this patient. It’s about a patient from yesterday."

He explained, "Yesterday, I saw the cranial images of a thirty-two-year-old man."

"The moment I saw them, I felt something was off."

"Now I finally understand what it was."

Yan Feifan pointed to the film on the light box and continued, "On that man’s cranial images, compared to this patient, the cerebral sulci were slightly widened, the meninges were somewhat thickened, and the ventricular system was also enlarged."

"That man’s brain didn’t look like that of a thirty-two-year-old. It looked more like the brain of someone in their fifties or sixties. In other words, the guy has Alzheimer’s disease—premature senile dementia."

Qiu Ge said, "Oh. Getting Alzheimer’s at thirty-two is indeed quite rare."

"It’s a cognitive blind spot. It’s normal not to think of it right away."

After Qiu Ge said this, she heard Yan Feifan mutter to himself, "Even with the brain of a fifty or sixty-year-old, he should have reacted to the sudden situation on the road."

"Was there some other reason that induced the Alzheimer’s and also caused him to temporarily lose physical or mental control?"

Seeing Yan Feifan walking toward the office door while lost in thought, Qiu Ge quickly called out, "Mr. Yan, what about my patient?"

Having reached the doorway, Yan Feifan tossed a sentence over his shoulder, "I’d recommend making the incision diagonally, superior to the right ear..."

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.