Zheng Ren inserted the front film into the reader and compared the two films.
"Obviously, there is no significant change between the film three months ago and now." Zheng Rendao.
"Boss, the way you say this cannot give people a sense of trust." Su Yun said disdainfully: "You should say that compared with the previous film, the enhanced CT scan for admission did not see any changes. The same goes for tumor markers. It’s normal, not lung cancer at all.”
"That's almost it." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Professor Zhao, it's pulmonary isolation, a very typical symptom."
"..." Zhao Wenhua was speechless.
He was a little anxious, anxious to find a place to read a book or go to an online library to find information about pulmonary isolation.
Insufficient knowledge reserves lead to being at a disadvantage in this face-to-face consultation confrontation.
Zhao Wenhua sighed, confrontation? If you make a fool of yourself, you will be completely tortured by Boss Zheng!
"If you fast and drink enough time, you can do it in the afternoon..." Zheng Ren took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. "You can do an arteriogram in 2 or 3 hours. Angiography is the gold standard."
"I... I'm going to ask... ask." Zhao Wenhua stammered.
"Okay." Zheng Ren smiled, "Then I'll bother Professor Zhao."
"No trouble." Zhao Wenhua's heart felt chilly.
Why is Boss Zheng talking to me so politely? Do you have some evil idea in mind
This is his patient, he must be so polite, he must have something on his mind!
The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, as if there was a huge conspiracy in front of him. As long as you take a step forward, you will be like an abyss.
Zheng Ren took down the film, packed it in chronological order, and handed it to Zhao Wenhua. The gentle and honest smile on his face never changed.
Zhao Wenhua took the film and went to the ward to give it to his cousin.
"Brother, are you busy?" Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin asked distressedly.
"It's okay." After saying that, Zhao Wenhua turned around and walked out.
His cousin didn't see how anxious Zhao Wenhua was, so he followed behind, his face ashen.
Zhao Wenhua saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun chatting in the office, and they seemed to be talking about pulmonary isolation.
He couldn't go back in, so he had to go out, trying to find a quiet place to search for clinical manifestations of pulmonary sequestration on his mobile phone.
Zheng Ren's gentle and honest smile always appeared in front of his eyes, and Zhao Wenhua's heart felt cold.
What would you do if you discovered someone else's misdiagnosis
People with good relationships patted his shoulders, laughed at him, and then pretended to be low-key and talked about his illness and why he made mistakes.
The reason why he pretends to be low-key is because he wants to cover up his inner pride.
If you don't have a good relationship, find someone when there are a lot of people, pretend to be casual and call your name, and make him unable to get off the stage.
As a doctor, you can't even understand the diagnosis. Are you qualified to lead the 912 team? !
But Boss Zheng kept his attitude very low and only wanted to go on stage to watch his surgery. What the hell is this
It definitely couldn't be pulmonary sequestration. He was tempting himself to misdiagnose it and then fail the operation, making himself the laughing stock of everyone!
Zhao Wenhua felt that he had discovered the truth of the matter.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wenhua felt his eyes light up. Everything before was all acting! It must have been a trap set by that sissy Su Yun.
First, Professor Rudolf Wagner, a foreigner, was used to increase trust and explain the condition in an easy-to-understand manner. Finally, Su Yun came in to deepen his impression.
The reason why I was anxious to see the surgery was because I was prepared to agree to the surgery while I was panicking. Then during the operation, he took the opportunity to attack.
How insidious!
Zhao Wenhua thought in his heart.
MB, how do you work under the same roof with such a person? Zhao Wenhua felt very tired and tired.
"Brother, tell me why Xiaojuan got this disease." Zhao Wenhua's younger brother followed beside him and complained repeatedly.
Only then did Zhao Wenhua notice that his distant cousin had been following him.
For a moment, Zhao Wenhua wanted to slap him in the face and drive him away, as far away as possible, preferably so far away that he couldn't see him.
"Well, the child is still young, and there is no one to take care of the land at home. This year's harvest is over, how will we live in the future?" Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin nagged.
"It's not necessarily lung cancer." Zhao Wenhua said absently.
As he spoke, he walked quickly outside the inpatient department, trying to get away from his annoying distant cousin.
"Brother, I know you are trying to comfort me." Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin said, "Tell me, how long can Xiaojuan live?"
Zhao Wenhua felt disgusted as he walked out of the inpatient department, the sun was shining brightly.
He narrowed his eyes, came to a shadow, and took out his mobile phone.
"Brother, how long do you think Xiaojuan can live? Can she live for 3 months?" Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin continued to talk.
"should be no problem."
Zhao Wenhua said and started searching for pulmonary sequestration on a foreign language website.
"Brother, tell me the truth, has it been transferred? If it has been transferred, the disease will not be cured." Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin said: "It doesn't mean much whether it is cured or not. In the end, the house will be sold and the land will be sold, and no one will be able to keep it." live."
Zhao Wenhua ignored his cousin's nagging and found several relevant information.
His foreign language proficiency is not low, but he still has a little difficulty reading purely professional information. Fortunately, knowing what the disease is, it’s not that troublesome to find it.
If he didn't know about pulmonary isolation, Zhao Wenhua wouldn't be able to find it even if he gave him a year.
"Lao Li from the next village was in a miserable state. His wife would accept her fate no matter what. The house and land were sold, and the poor people in the family couldn't find the cause. Later, when the person died, they couldn't even afford a shroud." Zhao Wenhua's The distant cousin continued to chatter.
Zhao Wenhua found the article and clicked on it. Instead of looking at the English information, he scrolled down and started looking for video materials.
Generally, documents will be accompanied by video materials, which are easy to understand and increase persuasiveness.
The film he was looking for was a case of a patient with pulmonary sequestration in the lower lobe of the left lung. In the picture, the writer also thoughtfully circled the location of pulmonary sequestration and used arrows to indicate it.
Even people who don’t know much about imaging can understand it at a glance.
The film... is so similar to the one I just watched.
Is it really pulmonary isolation? Zhao Wenhua was in a daze for a moment.
"Brother, what do you think we will do if Xiaojuan dies?" Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin said distressedly.
Zhao Wenhua felt bored for a while, but he still had to say a few perfunctory words.
"Don't worry, we really haven't determined whether this disease is cancer or not." Zhao Wenhua suppressed the anger in his heart and said angrily.
"Don't lie to me, brother." Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin said: "You said that all the bankbooks at home are in Xiaojuan's hands. If she dies, I don't even know the password. How can this matter be dealt with?"
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Note: This last sentence was personally told to me by a family member of a patient I knew during the H1N1 epidemic. At that time, my heart felt cold and I was completely speechless. People!