"I'm fine." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren through the black hair on his forehead, his voice a little light.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren's eyes narrowed.
"Forget it," Su Yun said dejectedly, "Old Chief Physician Pan did a physical examination and found something in my lungs."
A rush of blood rushed to Zheng Ren's head, and a buzzing sound instantly rang in his ears.
His heartbeat sounded like an ancient giant beating a war drum, thumping in his ears.
The world turned pale, the original vibrant colors fading in an instant, leaving only a vast expanse of whiteness.
A thought appeared in Zheng Ren's mind, but it had nothing to do with Old Chief Physician Pan.
Abnormal hemodynamics caused pulsatile tinnitus.
It was not due to carotid aneurysm, carotid artery stenosis, arteriovenous fistula, or cervical spondylosis compression of the internal jugular vein.
Instead, it was due to an instantaneous increase in blood pressure, increased cardiac output, and violent vasoconstriction, causing changes in the hemodynamics of blood supply to the skull and cochlea, resulting in a vascular murmur that was transmitted to the cochlea.
Had his blood pressure reached 180 mmHg? It was about to pop out from the top of his head.
These meaningless thoughts floated in Zheng Ren's mind. Every time he thought about the imaging information about lung cancer, he would feel the tinnitus become louder and involuntarily want to avoid it.
It seemed to only be a moment, but it felt like countless years had passed.
After an unknown amount of time, two hands touched his cheeks, warm and kind.
"Zheng Ren!"
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was called out of the confused dimension by this voice. He glanced at it in a daze.
Xie Yiren was standing in front of him, and he did not know when he had sat in the chair.
"It's okay, it's okay. Don't be like this," Xie Yiren said softly as she gently stroked Zheng Ren's cheek.
"Oh, it's okay." Zheng Ren nodded, but for some reason, tears splashed out.
"I haven't confirmed the diagnosis yet." Su Yun could not help but say, but his voice was slightly choked, and he could not continue to say anything else to Zheng Ren.
"Let's go back to Sea City," Xie Yiren said firmly as she held Zheng Ren's hand.
Zheng Ren was a little afraid.
Although Old Chief Physician Pan was not by his side, whenever he remembered that he was still contributing to the emergency department in Sea City, he would always laugh at Old Chief Physician Pan for not going home to enjoy his grandchildren at his age.
However, knowing that there was something growing on Old Chief Physician Pan's lungs … There was a high probability that it was lung cancer. Su Yun would definitely not be wrong about the chest radiograph. A sense of fear rose in Zheng Ren's heart.
He didn't dare to look, listen, or think about it.
Recalling the way Old Chief Physician Pan coughed, it was likely that the main airway had been invaded. When he returned to Sea City less than a month ago, he was still fine. It's progressing so fast. Is it small-cell lung cancer?
67% of patients with small cell lung cancer had obvious metastases outside the lung when they were diagnosed, and only 33% of patients with localized stage had lesions limited to a single radiation field in the thoracic cavity.
More data naturally appeared in Zheng Ren's mind. He subconsciously took a step back.
Xie Yiren did not pull him away. She watched in surprise as he sat on the chair like a wronged child, tears streaming down his face as he tried to shrink into a corner.
"Go back and take a look. It might not be the case." Xie Yiren gently wiped away the tears on Zheng Ren's face.
"Coward," Su Yun said, "Hurry up and go back. See if you can do the surgery and do it directly."
Xie Yiren glared at Su Yun and said softly, "Go and take a look. If you want to cry, cry in the car, okay?"
Zheng Ren was confused and whispered, "I was fine the last time I went back."
"Let's go." Xie Yiren did not say anything more to Zheng Ren. No matter what she said at this time, it was useless. She pulled Zheng Ren up from the chair, interlocked their fingers, and pulled him away.
Liu Zewei saw that Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Chang Yue were leaving, so he wanted to ask what would happen to the patient. However, on second thought, he held back and did not ask.
With him and Professor Rudolf Wagner around, the patient would not be a problem. It seemed that a very important person was sick on the other side.
Lung cancer? Boss Zheng should be able to perform the surgery, right?
Hopefully, he was fine.
Liu Zewei was shocked when he saw Boss Zheng's face turn pale just now.
Boss Zheng was usually like a mountain and did not show any emotional fluctuations.
He did not expect that a rock like him would also lose control.
As he thought about it, the group of people in front of him disappeared from his sight.
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Xie Yiren held the steering wheel with her left hand and Zheng Ren's cold hand with her right. Su Yun and Chang Yue sat in the back, looking at their phones.
When the Volvo was about to drive out of the Imperial Capital, Su Yun sighed softly and wanted to put away his phone.
"Have the radiographic films been sent over?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.
His voice was hoarse. His vocal cords had contracted due to the drastic changes in blood pressure and hormones.
Su Yun looked out the window silently.
"Let me take a look," Zheng Ren said solemnly.
Su Yun hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he handed the phone to Zheng Ren.
The image was very clear. There was no need to enlarge it. One could see a space-occupying lesion about five centimeters in diameter in the lower lobe of the left lung.
Zheng Ren let go of Xie Yiren's hand and felt her reach forward slightly. She probably wanted to hold his hand.
He gently patted the back of Xie Yiren's hand, indicating that he was fine.
He switched the phone to his left hand and clicked on the image with his right hand. Zheng Ren began to read the film.
The image was zoomed in and out, and he looked at it very carefully.
Originally, Zheng Ren was very serious when he read the film. This time, it was Old Chief Physician Pan's film. It was as if he wanted to drill into the image on the phone, looking at it frame by frame.
There were not many images sent over. Sea City had sent Su Yun the most typical six images. There were three of each of the pulmonary window and mediastinal window.
Zheng Ren watched them repeatedly for nearly an hour.
There was a rare silence in the car. Xie Yiren had been driving at the speed limit, eager to return.
"Su Yun." Zheng Ren felt that his voice was still not right. He coughed twice and said, "Su Yun, ask that side for all the images."
"…" Su Yun opened his mouth to retort Zheng Ren, but he held it back.
Brother, how long would it take to transmit all the images!
The phone's memory was enough to download hundreds or thousands of images … The key was that Su Yun thought it was meaningless.
It was a very typical lung cancer. The image showed that there were burrs around the shadow of the lower lobe of the left lung. After reconstruction, the tumor blood vessels could be vaguely seen.
There were also two suspected metastasis points around it. Zheng Ren was probably unwilling to give up and still wanted to desperately prove that it was not a tumor metastasis.
If it was a simple lung cancer …
MD！ Five centimeters was enough.
If he performed the surgery immediately, the survival rate for five years after the surgery would not exceed 30%. Even if the surgery was performed by him and Zheng Ren together, Su Yun thought to himself.
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Note: Life can't be as good as you think, and it won't be as bad as you think. I feel that people's fragility and strength are beyond imagination. I can't remember who said this, and I didn't check.
In a sense, Boss Zheng was a coward.
Feng Xuhui, Chief Miao, and then Old Chief Physician Pan.
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