At seven o 'clock the next day, Feng Xuhui delivered breakfast punctually.
Zheng Ren was not used to this kind of enthusiasm, but Su Yun felt that it was only natural. He did not stand on ceremony with Feng Xuhui and continued eating.
"Boss Zheng, Professor Gu wants to see you," Su Yun said as he ate.
"Professor Gu?" Zheng Ren was surprised. Who was this? Had he been too engrossed in his thoughts yesterday that he had forgotten something?
"Oh, the boss who performed the biopsy on the patient with esophageal tuberculosis on my first day," Su Yun explained briefly. "After that, Fang Lin went back and saw that Boss Gu was doing a pathological tissue biopsy under the esophagoscope, so he told him about your diagnosis." Su Yun gave a simple recount of the story.
'He also thinks it's tuberculosis. That's good,' Zheng Ren thought. It would be a pity if the young lady was diagnosed with advanced esophageal cancer.
"Professor Gu is very curious, so he wants to see you and talk to you." Su Yun slurped his soybean milk and fried dough sticks.
Zheng Ren lost his appetite, sweating profusely.
Professor Gu was shameless enough to ask him for a talk. Zheng Ren could not possibly say that the System had decided to diagnose him …
He would have to be more cautious in the future, Zheng Ren thought to himself. However, he still had no idea what to do.
"Hurry up and eat. Professor Gu has a specialist consultation today, so he won't have time to talk to you," Su Yun urged Zheng Ren as he gobbled down his breakfast.
Was this what a big platform was like? Zheng Ren suddenly thought of Old Chief Physician Pan's words and became distracted.
Feng Xuhui stood at the side and listened to the conversation between Su Yun and Zheng Ren, his heart burning.
It seemed that Chief Zheng's skills were extraordinary. He had only been here for a few days and he was already going to exchange insights with a professor from Imperial Capital?
This was a thick thigh, and he had to hug it with all his might.
After a few mouthfuls of food, Zheng Ren was dragged to the outpatient clinic by Su Yun.
It was still early, but there was already a long queue at the registration counter, with no end in sight.
Some people with flickering eyes wandered around, and from time to time, they would chat with some people who looked anxious.
"These are ticket scalpers. They can sell a specialist consultation card for 5,000 yuan," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren clicked his tongue.
"Five thousand is the friendship price. In urgent cases, it can be up to ten thousand." Su Yun sneered. "When I wanted to leave Concorde, I even thought of becoming a ticket scalper. But when I thought about it, there were too many benefits involved, so I decided to open a pet hospital. "
"You're always talking about pet hospitals. I've never seen you actually open one." Zheng Ren was annoyed by Su Yun talking about pet hospitals.
"My family won't let me. I want to open a pet hospital. My old lady is looking for death." Su Yun brushed the black hair in front of his forehead, feeling a little helpless.
Both of them had their own thoughts on their minds. Zheng Ren continued to look at the CT scans from last night, trying to think of a solution. It was rare for Su Yun not to look at his phone. His eyes were looking somewhere, full of worries.
Half an hour later, Fang Lin, who was wearing a red stethoscope, walked into the corridor of the outpatient department with a kind and benevolent old professor.
"Hello, Teacher Gu." Su Yun immediately pulled Zheng Ren up and greeted him.
Fang Lin opened the door of the outpatient clinic, and they walked in.
There was no light in the corridor, so it was a little dark. As soon as the four of them entered the outpatient clinic, a man wearing black sunglasses appeared out of nowhere and followed them.
"Get out! Get out!" Professor Gu's face was full of disgust when he saw the man. He did not wait for the man to speak and chased him out as if he were a fly.
The man in black sunglasses hesitated for a moment, but Professor Gu did not give him any room for negotiation. His expression was ferocious, and he was pushed out by Fang Lin.
He spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground and left without looking back.
Zheng Ren was puzzled. Although the man looked a little strange, Professor Gu's attitude did not make sense.
"It's a scalper," Su Yun whispered when he saw Zheng Ren's confused expression.
"Hmph!" Professor Gu's face darkened. "Little Fang, don't let these people into the outpatient clinic again."
Fang Lin quickly agreed and poked his head out to make sure that the man in the corridor had left. Only then did he close the door.
Zheng Ren seemed to understand something.
However, scalpers were creatures that were far away from Zheng Ren, so he did not have a direct perception of them.
Zheng Ren felt helpless when he thought about the long queue for registration, the stealthy scalpers, and the man in black sunglasses tailing him. At the same time, he admired Professor Gu.
"Have a seat." Fang Lin closed the door, and Professor Gu's expression softened slightly.
"Hello, Professor Gu. I'm Zheng Ren from Sea City General Hospital." Zheng Ren bowed deeply and introduced himself.
"Have a seat." Professor Gu had calmed down and said with a smile, "Do you still remember the patient with esophageal tuberculosis?"
"Yes, I do," Zheng Ren said with a nod.
"I heard from Little Fang that the diagnosis you gave was esophageal tuberculosis. Tell me about it," Professor Gu said.
"The malignancy of esophageal cancer isn't the highest. Usually, during the initial stage, the patient will feel choked while eating. Very few people will delay treatment," Zheng Ren answered immediately after hearing Professor Gu's question. He had prepared an excuse along the way.
"Yes, and then?" Professor Gu pondered.
"Moreover, esophageal cancer spreads to organs such as the liver, lungs, and brain. Bone metastases are rare. Even if there is, it's mainly in the long bones. The chances of it metastasizing to the ribs are low. Dr. Fang, I took a look at the PET-CT scan and there were multiple metastases on the ribs, so I'm leaning toward the diagnosis of tuberculosis. "
Zheng Ren's explanation was reasonable. Although it was a little forced, it was not unacceptable.
Professor Gu smiled and discussed the patient's condition with Zheng Ren. He even hung up the PET-CT and MRI scans and studied them under the light of the radiographic film viewer. Su Yun's expression was cold.
Su Yun's expression was cold. Looking at his expression, he was silently saying, "This guy must have guessed."
Fang Lin listened with great interest.
The patient had come to him for treatment. After taking a look, Fang Lin agreed with the diagnosis of his hometown doctor — esophageal cancer with multiple organ metastases.
However, Doctor Zheng from Sea City and his own teacher, Professor Gu, did not agree. The puncture specimen showed tuberculosis, not tumors. A huge misdiagnosis was avoided. Fang Lin was glad that the patient had been saved. He listened carefully to their discussion.
That was how doctors worked. They progressed and grew through continuous mistakes.
Even Old Master Qiu Fazu had felt guilty for a lifetime of appendicitis death when he was young.
Be careful and try not to make mistakes. If you made a mistake, keep it in mind.
That was all a doctor could do.
Half an hour passed in a flash.
Zheng Ren had learned a lot in this half an hour.
At first, Zheng Ren could still interject and say half a sentence. Five minutes later, it was Professor Gu's lecture and Zheng Ren could only listen.
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