The Surgeon's Studio

"Director Zhou, you're here." A doctor in his forties said.

"Professor Wu, Hello." Zhou chunyong extended his hand and shook it. He wanted to introduce him to boss Zheng.

"Mr. Wu, I think there's a problem with the medical imaging, and we need to do further examination." The girl did not notice that someone had come in. She looked at the film on the film reader and said in a low voice.

Zhou chunyong was taken aback. He was in a hurry just now, so he did not hear what the person inside said.

However, when he walked in, there was someone who had the same thought as boss Zheng. It was a younger girl.

"This is ..." Zhou chunyong mumbled.

"A Ph.D. From Harvard. Young people always have their own ideas." Professor Wu laughed.

However, from his words, one could hear the disdain he had for the girl's diagnosis. For some reason, professor Wu didn't scold him directly. Instead, he said something embarrassing.

Zhou chunyong looked at the girl in confusion and immediately realized what he should do.

"Old Wu, this is boss Zheng, boss Zheng from 912," he introduced.

Professor Wu's expression changed.

The rumors about 912 little boss Zheng were already known to all the higher-ups in the medical circle in the imperial capital.

He was no longer a rising star, but the rising sun that rose above the horizon with a scorching light.

They had thought that Zhou chunyong would bring his junior doctors over, but they didn't expect him to bring the great boss little Zheng over.

It was said that Zhou chunyong was very close to boss Zheng. He didn't expect that this unreliable rumor was true.

Professor Wu was very cautious and polite. He reached out and shook hands with Zheng Ren.

"Boss Zheng, it's an honor to meet you."

"You're welcome, professor Wu. May I take a look at the patient's other test reports?" Zheng Ren asked.

"No problem. What do you want to see?"

"All the test sheets and examination reports. How is the patient now?" Zheng Ren asked.

"He's not in good condition. He's coughing and has blood. Every morning, dark red blood clots can be seen. " Professor Wu sighed and said,"we just performed closed chest drainage and drew out 800 ml of dark red blood."

Zheng Ren nodded. He saw professor Wu open a workstation and walked over.

"Boss Zheng, please sit and watch." Professor Wu was very polite.

The thought of little boss Zheng's victory in the Affiliated Hospital of the medical University was terrifying. Professor Wu didn't want to offend this famous boss Zheng.

What he didn't want the most was to become the legendary protagonist who was slapped in the face.

"Then I won't be polite." Zheng Ren sat in front of the computer and started to look through the patient's various test results.

Su Yun squeezed into the crowd and watched as well.

"Old Wu, what are your thoughts?" Zhou chunyong asked professor Wu in a low voice when he saw boss Zheng reading the report carefully.

"Late-stage lung cancer. I'm guessing he's ..."

"Teacher Wu, I don't think it's lung cancer." The girl repeated what professor Wu said.

"Er ..." Unlike professor Wu, Zhou chunyong did not ignore her. Instead, he looked into the girl's eyes and said,""May I know your name?"

"My surname is Lin, Lin Yuan."

The girl was a little cold. Perhaps she did not know, or perhaps she did not care at all. She did not seem to have much respect for Zhou chunyong, the director of the interventional services Department of the capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.

"Doctor Lin, what do you think it is?" Zhou chunyong did not stand on ceremony and asked directly.

"I think we need to do a more detailed examination ..."

"CA125 89.4 U/ml, NSA 18.5 mg/ml, the tumor markers have increased, and there's also bloody water in the chest. I think the diagnosis is clear." Professor Wu interrupted the girl impatiently.

"Mr. Wu, the increase in tumor markers is mostly related to the tumor. However, in other circumstances, it may also cause these indicators to increase. " Lin Yuan said.

The hope in Zhou chunyong's heart grew stronger and stronger.

Boss Zheng was sitting there and had already started to whisper to Su Yun. A PhD student from Harvard also had his own opinion.

Could it be that he had really misjudged her?

Zhou chunyong recalled the video again and felt that there was no mistake.

Although his main business was liver cancer, Zhou chunyong's standard in reading films was definitely not bad.

Not only was it not bad, it was very high.

No matter what, he was a doctor Who came from the Medical Imaging Department. Zhou chunyong believed that he would not be mistaken when it came to this kind of obvious image.

"Director Zhou, go and take a look at the patient." Zheng Ren suddenly stood up, his face faintly glowing.

Zhou chunyong was stunned for a moment. He had been mulling over boss Zheng for a long time, and he could guess that boss Zheng already had a definite diagnosis in his heart.

"Boss Zheng, what do you think it is?"

"Left pulmonary vein is narrow," Zheng Ren said with certainty.

Zhou chunyong and professor Wu were a little confused, but Lin Yuan's eyes lit up!

"I'm going to take a look at the patient. I reckon that he has very serious left heart failure now. If his family members agree, I suggest that we hurry up and do pulmonary venography, followed by balloon dilation and stent implantation. "

Zheng Ren said as he walked towards the door.

Zhou chunyong quickly followed. He forgot to call professor Wu and hurriedly brought boss Zheng to see the patient.

When Su Yun passed by Lin Yuan, she smiled slightly."You're quite impressive."

Lin Yuan raised his head, his ponytail swinging.

Su Yun followed. Lin Yuan looked at the two of them and thought for a moment before following them out.

Professor Wu didn't go. He frowned and stared at the film on the scanner.

"Pulmonary vein anastomosis?"

Professor Wu mumbled to himself as he read the scans.

If it was explained as pulmonary vein Tian ... It would make sense. However, using lung cancer as an explanation was not a problem at all.

Differentiated diagnosis was the most difficult part of clinical medicine, especially when the clinical symptoms of some diseases were exactly the same. It was not an easy thing to give a definite diagnosis.

The patient did not have symptoms of shortness of breath before having "malignant" water in his chest. His heart rate was uniform, his electrocardiogram was normal, his NPCs were normal, his ECG and ECG were normal, and his et cetera value were normal. There was no sign of a full and defective pulmonary artery on his pulmonary artery.

Did little boss Zheng see all these auxiliary examinations?

Professor Wu was confused, but he didn't dare to directly judge that what little boss Zheng said was wrong.

The "painful" example of the Affiliated Hospital of the imperial capital Medical University was now a joke when people ate and drank. Every time he talked about it, he felt that the technical level of the other side had unknowingly regressed so much.

Occasionally, there would be doctors from the Affiliated Hospital of the imperial capital Medical University present, and they would explain how difficult it was to achieve bullet embolism.

But who would care!

It was just a harmless joke, and everyone would just have fun.

Professor Wu didn't want to be laughed at.

He tried hard to recall the various test reports. There was no abnormality in the ultrasound, the pulmonary artery CTA, and the image ... No matter how he looked at it, it was lung cancer.

While professor Wu was still confused, Zheng Ren strode back.

"Professor Wu, the diagnosis is more clear. I suggest we do pulmonary angiography." Zheng Ren said with certainty.

"Uh ..." Professor Wu was a little helpless.