Zhao Wenhua heard what the two people said and thought that his distant relative must have a rare disease.
He became vigilant. Even though Su Yun was not here, there was still a tight string in his mind.
Zhao Wenhua has watched this film several times.
The patient had a history of hemoptysis, bilateral pneumonia, mild bronchiectasis, and space-occupying right lower lung.
The medical history is no longer typical, and the symptoms and imaging findings are also clear.
Although Zhao Wenhua is not a thoracic surgeon, he is a doctor specializing in imaging after all, so he is still very confident when watching films.
I don’t know how many similar films I have watched in my life.
It must be a space-occupying lesion in the right lower lung, and even if it is a space-occupying lesion, in fact, the possibility of lung cancer is the highest! The diagnosis written on the CT room report was the same one given by Zhao Wenhua.
He knew that Director Chu in the CT room was very strict and required his professors to strictly read the scans and discuss difficult issues with the entire department.
The report would certainly not come from the hands of a junior doctor.
This is a conspiracy!
This is a persecution!
And I am the victim!
After carefully reading the film, Zhao Wenhua came to this conclusion.
"Professor Zhao?" Seeing that Zhao Wenhua didn't speak, Zheng Ren asked again.
"Huh?" Zhao Wenhua was in a daze for a moment.
"Is he your patient? Are you preparing for interventional surgery? Can you call me during the surgery? I want to follow you." Zheng Ren smiled gently.
"..." Zhao Wenhua was stunned.
Countless thoughts were spinning rapidly in his mind, but in the end all the thoughts were mixed together and turned into paste.
Zheng Ren felt a little strange when he saw Zhao Wenhua standing nearby with a confused look on his face.
This person usually seems quite shrewd, but what happened today? Did you not sleep well last night or did the surgery not go well today
After waiting for a few seconds, Zhao Wenhua still looked confused, and Zheng Ren asked: "Professor Zhao?"
"Hmm... ah?" Zhao Wenhua replied subconsciously.
"What's wrong with you?" Zheng Ren asked in confusion, "The surgery didn't go well today?"
"Smooth, very smooth." Zhao Wenhua replied immediately for fear that Zheng Ren would cheat him. The speed was so fast, it was completely different from the dazed state just now.
"Oh, that's good. Professor Zhao, this rare patient with pulmonary sequestration, when are you going to have surgery? Can you please call me during the surgery?"
Zheng Ren encountered a rare case, just like a Xie Yi person encountering delicious food, unable to move at all. He said it very gently and kindly.
"Pulmonary isolation?" Zhao Wenhua was really stunned this time.
"Yeah, it's obvious pulmonary isolation. You should..." Zheng Ren said this and immediately paused.
I want to say it casually - you must not have noticed it.
But if he said this, I'm afraid Zhao Wenhua wouldn't call him during the operation. Alas, in order to see the operation for pulmonary sequestration, I had to endure it.
Zhao Wenhua thought about lightning. He vaguely remembered that when he was in school, there was an introduction to pulmonary sequestration in a remote corner of internal medicine.
But the number of words should not exceed 100 words, and it is just a simple description, saying that this is a rare lung disease.
This is not the point of the exam, so exam masters like Zhao Wenhua don’t read this paragraph at all.
Being able to leave a vague impression and still be able to recall it twenty years later is already considered very impressive.
Seeing Zhao Wenhua's look, Zheng Ren knew that his diagnosis might be wrong. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Professor Zhao, the diagnosis is pulmonary sequestration. There is no dispute about this."
Zhao Wenhua was silent and stood silently behind Zheng Ren without taking the film.
Zheng Ren understood that this action was a hint for him to speak.
Because he refused to transfer a patient with postoperative problems to the thoracic department for surgery, there had been conflicts between the two, so it was normal not to ask him for advice.
Normally, Zheng Ren would not want to talk to Zhao Wenhua. What is this called? Different road non-phase plan.
But after the operation, when I saw the film about pulmonary sequestration hanging on the reader, I immediately moved my index finger.
"Boss, Qin Tang said..." Su Yun walked in excitedly, looked up and saw the film on the reader.
"Hey, where did you get the pulmonary sequestration patients?" Su Yun became excited.
Regardless of what happened to Qin Tang, he tilted his shoulder and knocked Zhao Wenhua aside. Another collision knocked Professor Rudolf Wagner away, and he stood in front of the reader, extremely excited.
"Tsk tsk, I've only had pulmonary sequestration once. This disease is quite rare." Su Yun sighed while showing off.
"Huh? Cut?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes, if you don't want to cut it, you are still planning to use intervention..." Su Yun said, his face changed slightly, and he immediately changed his words, "It seems that interventional surgery can also cure it."
"Definitely. I've read two reports, both of which were treated with interventional surgery. The trauma is small and the recovery is quick. It's better than chest surgery anyway." Zheng Ren looked at the film, simulating the operation process in his mind, and said Said casually.
"Don't be ridiculous. According to what you say, the chest department will become a yellow star."
"It cannot be said that small marginal pulmonary nodules can be solved with radiofrequency ablation. But once air leakage occurs, do we still have to have a thoracic department come on stage to help cut it?" Zheng Rendao.
"What you said is not welcome. If you talk like that, you will be beaten to death sooner or later." Su Yun said contemptuously.
"Did my chest surgery go well? I didn't end up doing an intervention." Zheng Ren used himself as an example, and Su Yun suddenly didn't know how to complain.
He held a mouthful of old blood in his heart and stared at Zheng Ren fiercely.
Brother, do you have any idea? You are a general surgery doctor, okay
"Boss Zheng, can this intervention be done?" Zhao Wenhua asked stumblingly from behind.
Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that Zhao Wenhua was still standing behind him, smiled and said, "Professor Zhao, that's it."
He pointed to the shadow on the film and said: "Pulmonary sequestration refers to a rare congenital malformation of lung development, in which part of the lung tissue supplied by abnormal systemic circulation arteries forms cystic masses.
This part of the lung tissue can communicate with the bronchi, causing recurrent localized infections. If there is no communication, no respiratory symptoms will occur, which is also called bronchopulmonary sequestration. "
"..." Zhao Wenhua remembered. What Zheng Ren said seemed to be exactly the same as what was said in the textbook.
Is this a teacher lecturing to students? It's still a scripted one.
However, it is possible that I have diagnosed the wrong disease, which makes no sense. Zhao Wenhua could only stand behind and listen to Zheng Ren's explanation.
"Is there a pre-film? Professor Zhao." Zheng Ren asked.
"Yes..." Although Zhao Wenhua hesitated, he finally took the front piece and handed it to Zheng Ren.