"Su Yun..." Zheng Ren's voice became hoarse and hoarse. He barely managed to say two words and then stopped.
"Um?"
"You...ask Mr. Pan what illness he has had recently." Zheng Ren lowered his voice and said.
Although the distance was not far, Su Yun worked very hard to hear what Zheng Ren said.
"Do you have any doubts?" Su Yun asked in surprise.
Zheng Ren made a weak gesture.
Su Yun felt that Zheng Ren was like a trapped beast, wanting to fight Weiming's opponent.
It's just that the outcome has been determined. No matter how hard he tries, he will lose his armor and be defeated. The more effort you put in, the more damage you will get.
Su Yun shook his head slightly.
Even in Nanchuan Town, Su Yun did not feel this kind of despair in Zheng Ren.
"Let me ask." Chang Yue said.
Su Yun nodded, then leaned his head against the car window, looking at the shadows of trees flying backwards outside, and gradually fell into a trance.
There was no use struggling and he began to simulate surgery.
Should we cut the lung lobes or lung segments? This is what we need to think about now.
If there are no two suspected metastasis points, the lung segments can be cut so that the lower lobe of the left lung can be preserved after surgery.
After surgery, the lung function damage is only about 15-20%. Even if the surgery is more precise, more lung function can be preserved.
However, the existence of the two suspected metastases caused changes in the surgical method.
Su Yun thought it was difficult to be sure, but to be conservative, at least one lung lobe would have to be cut.
What would Zheng Ren think? This guy might want to do radiofrequency ablation to solve it.
Close to the edge is more suitable. After surgery, you will need to take targeted drugs and undergo genetic testing.
Su Yun felt like his brain was going to explode.
The phone buzzed continuously, and the movies came in one after another.
"Mr. Zheng, they said that after returning from the earthquake relief work, Director Pan was not in very good health. But no one paid attention at the time. They thought it was caused by long-term fatigue. It would be better to rest for half a month or a month. After all, At such an old age, it still takes a long time to struggle.”
Zheng Ren listened in silence, and Chang Yue tried to speak more to lighten the atmosphere.
"After coming back, Director Pan caught two colds. During the first examination, he was found to have pneumonia. Oral drug treatment was not effective, so he wanted to take ceftriaxone intravenously. But he was allergic to the skin test, and Director Pan also had a stubborn temper. Never mind."
"allergy?"
"Um."
"How to judge? Director Pan should have no history of allergies." Zheng Ren said.
He remembered that one time during a meal, when they were discussing how drinking alcohol would affect the intravenous antibiotics, Director Pan said this.
"Let me ask." Chang Yue said.
Soon, she said: "I had a lot of rashes, and finally... "
"Skin rash? Is it a necrotic papule? The center is necrotic, like a volcano... cough cough cough." Zheng Ren spoke quickly, his voice finally hoarse until it disappeared, the airway spasmed, and then he coughed violently.
Zheng Ren remembered seeing the "pimples" on Old Director Pan's forehead last night, and hope suddenly ignited in his heart.
"Necrotic papules?" Su Yun was startled.
As a cardiothoracic surgeon, he knows a lot about the various treatment mechanisms of lung cancer, but there is nothing to be vague about.
Could it be that it’s not lung cancer
That's impossible. Although Su Yun doesn't want to believe it, the performance of imaging is like this, and there is no ambiguity at all.
Zheng Ren is such a coward! Su Yun thought.
He was running away, thinking about other illnesses so he wouldn't have to face them.
Just like after learning the news, he immediately lost consciousness. Like many family members of patients, he suffered from temporary amnesia with a pale face.
This guy... Su Yun sighed.
"They said they didn't know." Chang Yue replied after asking a few questions on WeChat.
"Have someone go find the director and have a look right away. The main thing... is whether there are necrotic... papules on the chest." Zheng Ren said intermittently.
"Oh." Chang Yue went to ask immediately without asking why.
This is the attribute that a junior doctor should have. He executes the procedure first, diagnoses any problems at the end, and then puts forward opinions when he calms down.
The Volvo XC60 drives silently on the highway.
The further north you go, the fewer cars there are and the speed is on the verge of speeding.
"Mr. Zheng! Yes!" Chang Yue suddenly said.
"Let me look at the photos." Zheng Ren said.
"..." Chang Yue immediately told the other party what Zheng Ren meant.
At this time, no one cared whether Director Pan was happy or not. Even if Zheng Ren wanted the tiger's whiskers, he would still pull out two of them.
Soon, the photo was sent.
Chang Yue handed the phone to Zheng Ren.
Sure enough, Director Pan had multiple papules on his forehead, face and chest. Some have not yet turned into necrotic papules, while others have "volcanic syndrome" as Zheng Ren described.
Su Yun was surprised, could Zheng Ren really guess the truth
Not lung cancer? No, the imaging features should not be too obvious.
"Boss, what's the disease?" Su Yun asked tentatively.
"Initial suspicion is that I was too tired during the earthquake relief work... Chang Yue, ask Director Pan if he was with southerners during the earthquake relief work. Did he eat anything special?"
This time Chang Yue called Director Pan directly, without the fear between superiors and subordinates, and as if he was asking a patient, he was anxious and had a bad attitude.
If it were to communicate with the patient's family, I'm afraid both parties would not be very happy at this time.
But this way is the most direct.
Sure enough, Zheng Ren's guess was right once again!
Director Lao Pan met Tiannan Province’s 120 emergency team during the earthquake relief work and worked together for four days.
When they finally broke up, they invited old Director Pan to eat a mouse.
"Mr. Zheng, it's a mouse... Can that thing be eaten?" Chang Yue felt a little disgusted.
"Ask, is it a wild Chinese bamboo rat?"
The answer is yes.
"Su Yun, who is good at chest surgery? How good is Cao Guozhen?" Zheng Ren asked directly, but before Su Yun could answer, he said to himself: "Don't worry, don't worry, we'll talk about it after we get back. "
His voice became softer and softer, as if he was comforting himself.
If it hadn't been for those previous actions, Su Yun would have thought that Zheng Ren was suffering from hysteria and that it was all a imaginary condition.
But this guy must have guessed something.
Chinese bamboo rat
Bamboo rat for short, also known as bamboo root rat, bamboo root pig, bamboo civet, mango raccoon, bamboo weasel, grass root rat, and bamboo rat.
They have been raised artificially in many places and are considered a delicacy.
The meat of bamboo rats is delicious, low in fat, high in protein, and contains a variety of vitamins and iron and zinc nutrients needed by the human body.
But... Su Yun began to search for relevant information in his mind.
But he searched around and found no connection between Chinese bamboo rats and lung cancer.
Is it because I don’t have enough knowledge
For the first time, Su Yun felt a deep sense of powerlessness.