The Surgeon's Studio

In two days, a large amount of effusion had appeared in the left side of the thoracic cavity. This alone was enough to prove the severity of the condition.

Zhou chunyong suddenly remembered that he had something to tell boss Zheng. Today, after they found that there was hydriasis, they did a diagnostic puncture, and they drew out blood-type hydritical water.

This ... Was another symptom of late cancer.

If the water in the body was yellow, the person could still survive for a while. However, if he had blood-type water in his chest, it meant that he was dying.

At most, he would have a month's lifespan.

But what were boss Zheng and Su Yun looking at? Zhou chunyong was surprised.

He continued with the scan, looking for key points that he might have missed.

There was no doubt that the longitudinal lymph nodes had expanded, which meant that the patient had metastases.

Soft tissue shadows were a sign of rapid tumor growth. Because the malignant level was particularly high, the tumor tissue did not have time to solidify.

The pressure on the airway, the lack of expansion of the left upper lung, and the accompanying inflammatory changes were also one of the pieces of evidence.

As for the lower left lung, it was already soaked in a bloody ooze full of tumor cells. Zhou chunyong looked at the film again to make sure he was not mistaken.

It was a standard case of central lung cancer, accompanied by longitudinal lymph node metastasis and X-ray imaging symptoms of bloody water in the lungs.

"There shouldn't be any other diagnosis from this kind of X-ray, right?" Zhou chunyong looked at Zheng Ren, still feeling a glimmer of hope.

He hoped that boss Zheng would be as magical as before and overturn this diagnosis.

Thinking of this, Zhou chunyong sighed and turned his head away from boss Zheng.

It was impossible. It was the standard imaging performance for late cancer, and no one could refuse it.

He closed his eyes and reminisced about everything that had happened between him and his old friend over the years.

She was already in her 50s, and the people around her had already started to leave one by one. She didn't even know when she would leave.

Zhou chunyong's thoughts drifted to an infinite distance.

"Director Zhou, you need to check the other examinations as well." Zheng Ren suddenly said.

The steady voice pulled Zhou chunyong back from his thoughts.

"Ah?" Zhou chunyong was stunned.

"Boss, let me take a look ..." Su Yun peeked out and said,""I knew you were watching the first X-ray, just like me."

The first card? Zhou chunyong was stunned.

Instead of looking at enhanced CT scans, he wanted to look at horizontal scans. Was boss Zheng that stubborn?

"Director Zhou? To ask about the situation. " Su Yun saw that Zhou chunyong was in a daze and immediately said.

"Um ... Doctor su, is there a need?" Zhou chunyong let out a long sigh.

"I don't think it's lung cancer. The boss probably thinks so too." Su Yun said.

"Yes, I have some other ideas that I need more information to support. By the way, was the patient treated with radio frequency cordoning of the heart two months ago?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It's because of atrial fibrillation. I had to undergo radio frequency resection. He's recovering well after the surgery, and there's nothing unusual. I went to take a look. " Zhou chunyong was still in a daze.

"That's right. Where's the patient?" Zheng Ren put down his phone and asked, full of energy.

"At Beijing Cancer Hospital."

"Uh ... Su Yun, let's go and take a look. Can we make it for dinner?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Let master Yan wait. What's the rush?" Su Yun wasn't anxious at all. He was more concerned about the image in his hand.

After all, it was a cardiothoracic surgery disease, so Su Yun was very interested in it.

These words ... Made Zheng Ren really happy.

As for what gift master Yan had brought, he didn't care at all.

Zhou chunyong was a little surprised. He was going to watch a film just like that? However, they were not ready yet, and there was no contact with the doctor.

Coming all the way to Beijing tumor hospital, was boss Zheng going to make trouble again?

"Old Zhou, hold on tight!" Su Yun urged,"go and take a look. Once you have a diagnosis, we can proceed with the surgery."

Zhou chunyong was speechless. He looked at Zheng Ren and Su Yun in shock for another two seconds before he stood up immediately."Then let's go."

"Brother Wang, wait here. We're going to see a patient." Zheng Ren stood up and did not forget to greet Daoist Wang.

Without waiting for Daoshi Wang's reply, Zheng Ren strode out of the ward.

"He's called little Feng. " Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.

"Yes, he's waiting downstairs." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren stopped talking. His mind was filled with all kinds of images, comparing and comparing them with each other.

Due to the lack of information, Zheng Ren could only make a guess. He would have to go to Beijing for a tumor check to find out more.

Zhou chunyong saw that Feng Xuhui's car was parked downstairs, but he did not drive and got into the car.

"President Zheng, where are you going?"

"Beijing tumor."

"Oh, okay." Feng Xuhui started the car and drove to the tumor in the capital.

The atmosphere in the car was very strange. Su Yun, who was usually willing to nag, did not say a word and was silent the entire way.

This silence made Zhou chunyong panic a little, and his heart was thumping wildly.

He really hoped that what boss Zheng said was true and that old Li's illness was not lung cancer.

However, every time he felt a glimmer of hope, the CT images would float out, silently telling him that it was all an illusion.

Soft tissue shadows at the lung gate, the iconic swelling of the longitudinal lymph node, bloody water in the chest ...

These were all too clear!

Zhou chunyong remained silent throughout the journey. He did not dare to ask any more questions. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, even if it was fake, it would be good if it could be preserved for a few more minutes.

At least, old Li had not been sentenced to death yet.

Boss Zheng hadn't even seen the film, how could he be sentenced to death! Zhou chunyong's heart was filled with hesitation, anxiety, helplessness, and a faint trace of hope.

It was past threeo' clock in the afternoon, and the traffic in the capital was heavy, but she was lucky that she didn't stay in one place for too long.

It took them nearly an hour to arrive at the Beijing Cancer Hospital.

"Little Feng, don't go up first." "I'll give you a call if there's a need,"Zheng Ren said as he got out of the car.

"Alright, President Zheng." Feng Xuhui agreed without hesitation.

Zheng Ren and the other two strode into the inpatient department.

Zhou chunyong knew the place, so he walked in front. Every step he took made him feel uneasy.

If boss Zheng said no after he looked at the scans and medical records ...

The scariest thing was to give a glimmer of hope when one was in despair, and then the person who gave that hope would quickly extinguish that glimmer of hope and coldly say that it was no longer possible.

They got on the elevator, reached the floor of the cardiothoracic Department, and got off the elevator. They were silent the entire time.

When they entered the ward area, there was a commotion in the doctor's office.

"You can't just treat it as a tumor so easily." A clear girl's voice was heard.

Zheng Ren found it very interesting. The Imperial tumor hospital was indeed a professional hospital. They had their own way of diagnosing.

Zhou chunyong strode in with Zheng Ren following behind.

He saw a few people standing in front of the film reader. The tallest one ... Was a girl who looked to be about 23 or 24 years old. She had a ponytail and was watching the film seriously.

How tall. Zheng Ren was 1.78 meters tall, and the lady looked taller than him. Although the girl was taller in height and was wearing high heels, she was still wearing a pair of shoes.

However, such an outstanding image left a deep impression in Zheng Ren's mind.

The girl was a crane, and the doctors who were looking at the X-ray were chicken one, chicken two, chicken three ...