"What?"
"It's really not esophageal cancer?"
"F * ck! That's impossible! "
The others were surprised. How could such an obvious diagnosis be wrong?
"Anyway, the biopsy was sent to pathology today. It's not considered a loss." Red Stethoscope decided to be a rascal. "Let's go to Gui Street and eat Mai Xiao."
Su Yun's expression changed at the mention of Mai Xiao.
Zheng Ren was overjoyed but regretful. If not for the misunderstanding in the emergency department that day, he would have been able to witness Su Yun's drunken stupor.
One look at Su Yun's face showed how much damage he had suffered that day.
Critical Hit 10086.
After a few more words, the online taxi arrived.
The destination was Da Dong.
It was the evening rush hour and it took nearly two hours to get from the Fourth Ring to East Fortieth Street.
Zheng Ren regretted it even more. If not for these guys holding him back, he would have gained one skill point from reading a book.
When they arrived at South Fujikura, the lobby manager welcomed them warmly. He seemed to be very familiar with them.
After entering the private room, Su Yun did not mind and ordered three portions of foie gras. Red Stethoscope's face.
Darker and darker …
Darker and darker …
After ordering, everyone took their seats and Su Yun introduced them one by one.
Red Stethoscope's surname was Fang, Fang Lin, a PhD student. The others were also PhD students. They had met Su Yun during their postgraduate years.
Zheng Ren seemed to remember that Su Yun's postgraduate studies were in Union Medical College. Why was he so familiar with these people?
Although he was puzzled, he did not ask. After all, based on Zheng Ren's understanding of Su Yun, if he asked, he would definitely get a bunch of sarcastic replies.
"Boss Zheng, I'd like to propose a toast to you today," Fang Lin said politely after ordering two bottles of Lafforgue.
"You're welcome. I don't drink," Zheng Ren declined.
"Forget it. If you want to drink, I'll drink with you. He doesn't drink." Su Yun was tactful enough to smooth things over. "If he drinks too much, he won't be able to attend the meeting at the research institute tomorrow. It'll be a big deal."
"Right!" Fang Lin slapped his thigh and said, "I heard from Little Sun from the Department of Genitourinary Surgery that they've been researching prostate interventional embolization. He also said that he saw your name. I told you, with your talent, a place like Sea City can't hide it. "
Su Yun smiled slightly, stroked the black hair in front of his forehead, and said: "In terms of appearance, even if I am in Siberia, the vast white snow will not be able to cover up. Even the cold will become warm."
"…" Although they were very familiar with each other, everyone was still dumbfounded.
"However, I came with the boss for this research project." As he spoke, Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren.
"Eh? Should he invite Boss Zheng over? Who hired him? "Fang Lin still refused to believe it.
"Professor Pei Yingjie from Shanghai Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital."
Fang Lin and the rest looked at each other, not believing Su Yun's words.
Professor Pei Yingjie was a popular candidate for academician and a well-known professor in the industry!
However, looking at Zheng Ren's age, although he was mature, he did not look like someone who had been invited as an expert. However, it was extremely rude to question him directly. Moreover, they were not familiar with him, so everyone remained silent.
Zheng Ren did not think much of it. He stared at the empty table and recalled the anatomy of the prostate. Since ancient times, Zheng Ren was the only person who could dissect the prostate using Lafforgue's bottle.
After three thousand prostate dissections, Zheng Ren felt that he had reached the level of a butcher dissecting an ox.
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Fang Lin said, "Boss Zheng's diagnosis is really good. When I returned, Boss Gu was preparing to perform a esophagoscope biopsy."
"Yes, your boss is very good," Zheng Ren answered matter-of-factly.
Once again, the atmosphere was lifeless from Zheng Ren's words.
The boss was very good? Was he praising his own diagnosis? It was one thing for others to praise him, but why was he praising himself? What was the meaning of this?
Fortunately, at this time, the roast duck and other dishes were served. Su Yun began to exchange toasts with Fang Lin and the others. Everyone threw the boring Boss Zheng aside.
Everyone had a lot of gossip about the past two years. Although Su Yun was sarcastic, Zheng Ren saw that the others seemed to be regretful and reluctant to see him leave, so they kept persuading him to come back.
Su Yun only drank and did not respond.
Glass after glass of iodine-flavored Lafforgue were downed. The brothers had low alcohol tolerance and could not compete with Su Yun at all.
Su Yun drank one of the two bottles, but he still wanted more.
"It would be good if Chang Yue was here," Zheng Ren said naturally when he saw the regret.
The muscles on Su Yun's face twitched, and he glared at Zheng Ren.
"Brother Zhao keeps saying that he'll drink with you when you come back. We can't keep you company." When it was almost time, Fang Lin and the others admitted defeat. It seemed that they had been drunk by Su Yun many times in the past.
It was rare for people who liked alcohol to know their place. Zheng Ren estimated that Su Yun's place in their hearts was the same as Chang Yue's.
"Where's Old Zhao?"
"Don't mention him. This afternoon, he was taken by the boss for an elephant trunk surgery," Fang Lin said. "At first, he wanted to arrange a few less surgeries today and drink with you. I didn't expect an emergency aortic dissection patient to come. He's probably still in the operating theater. "
Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren and asked, "Was the patient sent by the emergency helicopter?"
"Huh? How did you know? "Fang Lin drank two glasses of Lafforgue. His tongue was a little loose, but his mind was still clear.
"Let me tell you, I've seen emergency helicopters deployed a few times. I can count them with one hand. I didn't expect to receive an aortic dissection today. That patient was really lucky. It was said that he was found on a passenger plane, "Fang Lin said with saliva flying everywhere.
Every doctor's blood was boiling when they talked about this gossip at the table.
"Yeah, there was a sudden death on a plane on Flight D last year. It was estimated that it was a ruptured aortic dissection aneurysm. That person wasn't as lucky as today's patient. " Someone next to him said, "It's strange. It's the first time I've heard of going to the airport to pick up a patient."
Zheng Ren picked up a cherry-like foie gras and ate it carefully.
He was not interested in roast duck or anything like that. However, this foie gras was really well made. It was wrapped in a layer of fruit sauce, and most of the grease was removed.
As for the taste, Zheng Ren naturally could not taste it. He only knew that the foie gras was delicious.
As for the things that the brothers were discussing, he acted as if he did not hear them.
"What's wrong with the little girl today? Tell me. " Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren did not care and did not pull out the aortic dissection patient. Instead, he changed it to the little girl today.
"She had chest pain when she was on a diet in June this year. It worsened when she ate. At that time, it did not attract any attention. We thought it was a small problem like acid reflux, so we prescribed some medicine to take at home. "Fang Lin still had lingering fears when he talked about the girl's condition.
After all, esophageal tuberculosis was misdiagnosed as esophageal cancer spreading throughout the body … Although everyone present was a doctor, everyone understood. Even Pet-T had a certain accuracy rate. It was impossible to evaluate it 100%.
However, a misdiagnosis was a misdiagnosis. Other than the patient's parents, the person who wanted the patient to survive the most was the doctor.
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