Zheng Ren had no idea what was happening far away in Chengdu. He spoke a few words with Director Kong and then went to see Dr. Mehar.
The two of them didn't even have lunch and kept talking until about three o'clock in the afternoon.
Finally, the selfless conversation was interrupted by Zheng Ren's cell phone ringtone.
They said they should write a love song quickly, which would be appreciated by both refined and popular people...
Zheng Ren smiled apologetically, picked up his phone and walked out.
"Boss Zheng? Dean Yuan asked you to go there." The voice on the other end of the phone was very familiar. It was Director Ye Qingqiuye.
"Director Ye?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, why did he ask him to go there
"how?"
"Oh, it's okay. I just wanted to ask what's going on with the dean." Zheng Ren asked immediately.
"Mr. Li from the Chinese Academy of Sciences came to see the doctor. I originally wanted to ask Director Luo and Director Kong to come and have a look. Didn't I think of you?" Director Ye said with a smile.
"Oh, I'll be right over." Zheng Ren said immediately, said politely to Director Ye, and hung up the phone.
Different social statuses lead to different patients.
Generally, department directors have a high social status, but they would never ask Zheng Ren to treat Mr. Li from the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
This may be regarded as the task of the health care team, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
When he was about to say hello to Dr. Mehar, his assistant Fischer stood at the door and signaled Zheng Ren not to go in.
It turned out that the doctor had been excited for too long and had fallen asleep.
When I get older, I really can’t keep up mentally. But it saves me the trouble of having to explain myself to Dr. Mehar. Zheng Ren smiled and walked straight to the office building.
On the way, he began to think about Mr. Li's condition.
They were looking for Director Luo and Director Kong again. It must be liver cancer. But usually, the dean will say hello first and then take the patient directly to the inpatient department. This seems more formal.
Who knew, Zheng Ren strolled to the door of Vice President Yuan's office and knocked gently.
"Come in." Vice President Yuan's voice came out.
Zheng Ren pushed the door open and went in. He glanced first and didn't see the old man or the red system panel. A middle-aged woman of about forty years old was sitting in Vice President Yuan's room. She was sitting on the sofa and was talking to Vice President Yuan.
"Come on, Xiao Li, let me introduce you." Vice President Yuan stood up with a smile and said to the woman: "This is Dr. Zheng from our hospital. He was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine this year. His level is quite high. "
The woman stood up, stretched out her hand, and said politely: "Dr. Zheng, nice to meet you."
"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zheng Ren stretched out his hand to shake it and said, "Dean."
"They all sat and talked." Vice President Yuan said: "Mr. Li from the Chinese Academy of Sciences has been performing interventional surgeries at the Imperial Hepatobiliary Surgery Center since he was diagnosed with liver cancer three years ago. The postoperative results are very good, and the tumor has been completely inactivated."
Zheng Ren listened quietly, Zhou Chunyong? His level is pretty good.
"But since a year ago, Mr. Li's alpha-fetoprotein level has begun to exceed the normal range. He checks again every two months, and each check-up value is much higher than the last time." Vice President Yuan seems to have done this Homework, otherwise it wouldn’t be so familiar.
Zheng Ren nodded, his mind searching for similar cases.
"Xiao Zheng, here are Mr. Li's films and laboratory reports. Take a look at them." Vice President Yuan said: "I have been to Imperial Hepatobiliary and Xiehe and Dong Tumors. It is considered to be liver metastasis. But the specific metastasis location... "
Vice President Yuan only said half of the last sentence.
Zheng Ren knew in his heart that this was a relatively rare clinical situation. Just rare, but not uncommon.
At Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital, he had seen similar patients.
He was not a patient under Zheng Ren's care, but because his condition was quite special, Zheng Ren remembered it.
The patient had undergone liver cancer resection, and there were no problems with liver CT and MRI enhancement, except that the alpha-fetoprotein value was particularly high.
Finally, alpha-fetoprotein soared to >2000.
The patient did not have any spontaneous symptoms, and after all the examinations, the specific location of the metastases was not found.
Liu Tianxing was helpless, so he asked the patient to take the information to the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University for treatment. It is said that the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University did not give a definite diagnosis in the end, saying that it was for observation and the patient went home.
Except for a high alpha-fetoprotein value, there were no other positive test results.
After a full year and a half of observation, the patient became older and his vigilance was not as high as before. Brothers from all over the world are getting ready for a party.
At this age, every time you meet, you lose one.
The patient is the eldest son and his hometown is also in Haicheng, so the gathering place is naturally Haicheng.
It was supposed to be a happy and joyful event, but during the dinner, the patient's daughter-in-law got angry because of her grudges and started scolding his son at the dinner table.
As soon as the old man got angry, he caught a cold.
One week later, I developed abdominal distension and went to Haicheng No. 1 Hospital for treatment. Liu Tianxing was also a little careless at that time. He did a liver test and found no problems.
Less than a month later, the old man developed neurological symptoms and subsequently became paraplegic.
It turned out that the metastatic lesions were located in the thoracic spine. As the body's immunity declined, the metastatic lesions grew explosively.
Later, the old man died 3 months later.
This was a pity. Zheng Ren guessed that if there hadn't been that quarrel during the dinner, would he have lived a few more years
Zheng Ren has seen many similar cases in the system library.
There is no way to diagnose this kind of metastatic tumor. In the end, the patient's tumor spreads over a large area and grows explosively due to certain predisposing factors, or there are no predisposing factors at all.
There is a time bomb in your body, but you don't know where it is. You can only wait. This is a very troublesome thing.
This rarely happens to other tumors. Only liver cancer can grow insidiously and eventually explode.
Maybe Mr. Li is in the same situation, Zheng Ren guessed.
He stood up, walked to Vice President Yuan's desk, and picked up the film bag and a folder. The film bags are arranged according to date, and the top one is a petct from 3 days ago.
Zheng Ren's heart moved, and his guess must be correct.
There shouldn't be any problem with petct, so I seek medical advice everywhere.
There was no film reader in Vice President Yuan's office, so Zheng Ren walked to the window carrying the film bag and folder.
I took out the petct report book and took a look at the report first.
No tumor tissue was found throughout the body, and the liver tumor lesions were inactive, at least according to the glucose tolerance test.
Judging from this report, Mr. Li's condition is quite optimistic.
"Dr. Zheng, Director Zhou recommended you to me." Mr. Li's daughter said softly, "Please give me a slap."
Zheng Ren pondered for a moment and nodded. Instead of saying his guess, he took out the films and reviewed them one by one.
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Note: An old patient sadly passed away. I have no comment on the rights and wrongs of my family. I have thought about this case for a long time and asked many teachers, but there is no good solution.