Chapter 937: [(937)] Everything goes back to academic discussion

Both looked at Zhang Xiaohui and discovered she was only watching Cao Yong. That was true, why should they be concerned about Xie Wanying’s childhood friend? Their focus should be on whether Senior Cao was going to be implicated by these two persons.

“If she dares to harm Senior Cao, I won’t forgive her,” Shen Xifei said angrily.

Although Cao Yong usually ignored them, everybody in the hospital knew Cao Yong was good.

“What are they talking about?” Huang Beibei pricked up her ears to listen.

Li Qi’an and Yue Wentong, who were standing closest, were quite surprised, wondering what was going on, as Student Xie suddenly started asking about the case.

“Senior,” Xie Wanying had thought it through, everything needed to be resolved through academic discussion, she began questioning Senior Cao, “If a person is impacted by a significant event and feels that the person has changed a bit, does it mean there is a problem with their brain?”

Suddenly receiving her scholarly question, Cao Yong was genuinely stunned in his heart for a moment. Fortunately, from last time’s discussion about romantic issues, he knew her thought process was different from ordinary people; thus, he seriously considered her question and responded, “What you’re describing seems to be Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, PTSD.”

Enlightened, a sparkle appeared in Xie Wanying’s eyes. Senior Cao, truly a neurosurgery expert, had unveiled a layer of the human body right in front of her.

She had never considered this direction before, mainly because, “But doesn’t PTSD require the person to have experienced major trauma? If it isn’t an earthquake or a car accident or some other severe natural or man-made disasters, can it be called PTSD?”

Cao Yong reconsidered her words carefully and keenly sensed something in the atmosphere, feeling it necessary to continue discussing this disease in detail with her, “Individual differences vary from person to person. The same incident, some people quickly move on, others can’t. Clinically, it’s often judged as a psychological illness. Psychology has its own set of theoretical studies, but speaking medically, it undoubtedly has to be based on anatomy, and psychological behavioral cognition is definitely related to brain function. There are approximately 14 to 16 billion neurons in everyone’s brain. As medical scientists, our current understanding of the brain is still very preliminary.”

“Senior means to say, this person was naturally psychologically fragile, but anatomically speaking, it isn’t ruled out that this person’s brain is somewhat different from ordinary people, making them psychologically fragile.”

Hearing her extrapolations, Cao Yong nodded vigorously in approval, “That’s one way to think about it. Therefore, in diagnosing PTSD, it certainly can’t be judged simply based on whether it’s a major traumatic event. The correct approach should be looking at whether the patient’s clinical manifestations match some of the characteristics of PTSD. Like you mentioned, changes such as a newfound dependence on drugs or food, becoming more easily angered than before, prone to panic and fear, as if becoming a different person.”

Senior’s words, like alchemy, helped articulate the features of the disease and assisted in making a diagnosis. Undoubtedly, after matching the symptoms, Li Xuan’s parents clearly had suspicions of PTSD. Senior’s direction in judgement was correct.

“If it’s been a prolonged situation–” Xie Wanying was really concerned for her childhood friend, aware that this illness was difficult to treat.

“If the disease period exceeds three months, it falls into chronic PTSD. Chronic is definitely tougher to treat than acute,” Cao Yong acknowledged her concerns.

“Is there a way?” Xie Wanying asked her professional senior.

“In terms of treatment, there are medications, which are generally average in effectiveness. Medical research on the brain is too superficial. The most important is psychological therapy, the effectiveness of which clinically has always been like Schrodinger’s cat.”