Nelson's eyes were as wide as bells and he looked straight at Helheim. He even couldn't help but adjust the glasses on his nose to confirm whether he had seen it wrong.
Helheim's arm had indeed been raised, and his hands had made a fist-clenching motion. Although his fists could not be clenched tightly, this action was something he had never been able to do before.
Before receiving the massage, Helheim could only move his fingers slightly. Even the bending of his fingers was very laborious, and he was far away from making a fist. And after just one massage, Helheim's arms could be raised higher and his fingers could make fist movements.
In rehabilitation medicine, the movement of clenching the fist is a very important indicator. If a person can complete the movement of clenching the fist, it means that he can pick up a spoon to eat without having to be fed by others. He can eat by himself, which is equivalent to It solves one of the most basic elements of survival and is a big step towards complete self-care.
For those patients who have lost or partially lost their language ability, clenching a fist means being able to pick up a pen and write down their thoughts, which is equivalent to having a means to communicate with others.
The Helheims are not doctors, and they didn't know that a clenched fist would be such an important indicator. However, compared with the previous time when they could only move their fingers, being able to clenched a fist is indeed much better.
But Nelson, as a professional doctor, knew what an incredible improvement it was to go from moving his fingers slightly to making a fist in just a few dozen minutes.
"How is this possible? Helheim's arms can be raised! He can clench his fists! I just introduced a case of epilepsy here. Well, it was not very detailed. How could it be possible in such a short period of time? To this point?" Nelson even had some malicious doubts as to whether Helheim had already improved a long time ago and had deliberately pretended to be sick to deceive himself.
This idea just flashed through Nelson's mind. He has been Helheim's chief physician for a long time. No one knows Helheim's true condition better than him. Of course he knew that with Helheim's situation, it was impossible to complete the clenching action at this stage.
"Why? Is it really because of the massage? Can muscle massage really cure nerve damage? This doesn't make sense! I have been a doctor for most of my life, and I have never heard of such a thing!" Nelson looked at Looking at Dai Li, he felt that what he witnessed today had gone against the common sense of his decades of medical practice.
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Corinna covered her mouth, tears of joy uncontrollably appearing in her eyes.
Over the past few days, she has experienced one piece of bad news after another. Her husband, who was originally strong and strong, had an accident and passed away. Although he finally saved his life, he was still far away from recovery. Will he be able to recover in the future? Self-care is always a question mark.
These days, she has to take care of her husband and two sons, communicate with doctors, choose the best quality plan, deal with the media, and face the unknown future. All of this makes her physically and mentally exhausted. She endured things she had never endured before. Every morning, when she woke up, she hoped that what she had experienced was a dream and that her husband was still very healthy. However, when she looked at the empty pillow next to her , will be pulled back to the cruel reality.
Corinna needs some good news to encourage herself, at least give her some reward, so that she feels that everything she has paid is worth it.
Now, she finally waited for this moment, and she saw the long-lost hope.
Claude next to him looked proud. After all, he was the one who introduced Dai Li. If he screwed up, Claude would feel ashamed. But now, the effect of Dai Li's massage exceeded everyone's expectations, which made Claude feel excited.
"My old friend, with Coach Li here, maybe you will recover soon!" Claude said with a smile, and at the same time, he casually glanced at Nelson at the door with a provocative look.
Claude's eyes immediately made Nelson feel depressed. He was a doctor, one of the world's top rehabilitation medicine experts, but he was despised by a coach in the field of rehabilitation medicine where he was best. Nelson suddenly felt that he was losing face. Can't hang on.
"How can massage alone achieve such a good effect? Could it be that he secretly used some injection that I don't know about during the massage?"
Thinking of this, Nelson returned to the room, coughed dryly, and said, "Mr. Helheim, please let me check your left arm."
Helheim nodded, and Nelson came to Helheim and checked carefully.
Nelson examined Helheim very carefully. He grabbed Helheim's left arm, looked at it bit by bit, and pinched it from time to time, asking Helheim how he felt. He wanted to remove every hair and every fiber. The pores could be seen clearly, or in other words, he hoped to find some problem, even the slightest problem.
The outcome was destined to be in vain. After more than ten minutes, Nelson could not find any problems, which made him even more confused as to why muscle massage had such a good effect.
"Was my previous diagnosis wrong? The real injury was to the muscles, not the nerves? It's impossible. After so many MRIs, the results will be correct. But how to explain the improvement of this arm? Maybe this is just a coincidence!"
The word "coincidence" appeared in Nelson's mind, and his eyes suddenly lit up. For this kind of thing that goes against his medical common sense, "coincidence" is the most appropriate explanation.
"Coincidence! Coincidence! It must be a coincidence!" Nelson kept hypnotizing himself.
"Professor Nelson, how is my left arm? Is there any problem?" Helheim asked.
"After my examination..." Nelson immediately put on a confident look like an experienced expert, and continued: "It's no different from before. If you want to know more detailed information, I still have to arrange an MRI for you."
"As long as there's no problem!" Helheim let out a long breath, turned to look at Dai Li, and said in a sincere tone: "Coach Li, can you massage my right arm again?"
"Okay!" Dai Li said, putting on special rubber gloves.
This time, Nelson did not introduce "epilepsy", nor did he leave. Instead, he stood nearby, staring directly at Dai Li's hands. He had to watch carefully every move Dai Li made.
However, Dai Li's massage techniques did not bring any surprise to Nielsen. What Li Dai used were conventional massage techniques. This massage technique was also used by other rehabilitation practitioners, and there was nothing very novel about it.
"This is just an ordinary massage technique! There is nothing novel about it. I can do this level of massage. How can such an ordinary massage have any miraculous effect? Let me just say, it must have been just now Coincidence!" Nielsen suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and the depressed mood gradually began to subside.
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Dai Li stopped, indicating that the massage was over, and said at the same time: "Okay, Mr. Helheim, you can try raising your arms or clenching your fists."
This time, Helheim did not feel uneasy, but directly raised his right arm.
Helheim is not left-handed. His right hand is more flexible than his left hand, so the performance of his right hand is much stronger than that of his left hand. At least the fist can be clenched harder and the fingers are more flexible.
"I can also make a fist with my right hand!" Helheim shook both arms at the same time and said in surprise: "I think it won't be long before I can pick up the knife and fork again and have a medium rare steak. It's really I miss that smell!”
Helheim, whose condition had improved, was in a good mood. Thinking of the scene where he was cutting steak with a knife and fork, he was almost salivating. Next to him, Nelson's eyes were like bells again.
"His right arm has also improved. This is no coincidence!" Nelson's mood hit rock bottom again. He really couldn't find any arguments to explain what he saw. At this time, Nelson was completely confused. Looks at a loss.
"Why? Why is this? Why does this kind of muscle massage have such a good effect!" Nelson couldn't help but mutter to himself, and his voice was heard by Dai Li next to him.
"Professor Nelson, are you asking me?" Dai Li shrugged, looked at Nelson who was already a little confused, and continued: "I'm just a coach. I know it's useful. As for the principle behind it, Or it involves deeper pathological factors, which should be something that scientists in the field of rehabilitation medicine should study. Right, Professor Nelson?"
Nelson's expression twitched. The "rehabilitation medicine scientist" Li Dai mentioned was exactly Nelson. Although Nelson did not dare to say that he was the best rehabilitation medicine expert in the world, if he found the ten most famous , there is definitely a place for Nelson.
However, Nelson must admit that Dai Li is right. As a coach, he pursues training results and uses whichever training method can achieve better results. A coach is a person who puts it into practice. Is it possible to expect a coach to do scientific research? Then what's the use of scientists
Nelson glanced at Dai Li helplessly, only to find that Dai Li was looking at him with a half-smile.
"Did he mean for me to explain all this? But I don't know why! No, it was obviously him who gave Helheim a massage. He is trying to pass the blame!" Nelson suddenly realized this.