In two days, a large amount of fluid had appeared in the left chest cavity. This alone was enough to prove the seriousness of the disease.
Zhou Chunyong remembered that he still had something to tell Boss Zheng. After being admitted to the hospital, he did a diagnostic puncture and drew out bloody pleural effusion.
This … was another clinical symptom of advanced cancer.
If the pleural effusion was yellow, the person could still live for a while. However, if it was bloody pleural effusion, it meant that the person could not live.
At most, he could live for a month.
But what were Boss Zheng and Su Yun looking at? Zhou Chunyong was surprised.
He continued to look at the radiographic films, looking for key points that he might have missed.
The mediastinal lymph nodes were obviously enlarged, indicating metastasis. There was no doubt about that.
The soft tissue shadow of the hilum was one of the signs of rapid tumor growth. Because the degree of malignancy was especially high, the tumor tissue had not had time to consolidate.
Compression of the airway, left upper lung atelectasis, accompanied by inflammatory changes, was also one of the pieces of evidence.
As for the left lower lung, it was already soaked in the bloody exudate of the tumor cells. Zhou Chunyong looked at the radiographic films again to make sure that he was not mistaken.
It was a very standard central lung cancer with mediastinal lymph node metastasis and bloody pleural effusion.
This kind of radiographic films should not have any other diagnoses, right? Zhou Chunyong looked at Zheng Ren and still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
He hoped that Boss Zheng could be as magical as before and forcefully overturn this diagnosis.
Thinking of this, Zhou Chunyong sighed and turned his head away from Boss Zheng.
It was impossible. No one could overturn the standard imaging findings of advanced cancer.
He closed his eyes and recalled the bits and pieces of his old friend over the years.
He was in his fifties, and the people around him had begun to leave one by one. He did not know when he would leave.
Zhou Chunyong's thoughts drifted to an infinitely distant position.
"Chief Zhou, the other tests also need to be done," Zheng Ren suddenly said.
The calm voice pulled Zhou Chunyong back from his thoughts.
"Huh?" Zhou Chunyong was stunned.
"Boss, let me see …" Su Yun looked around and said, "I told you that you must be looking at the first radiographic films like me."
The first one? Zhou Chunyong was stunned.
There was a CT enhancement but he did not look at it. He wanted to look at the plain scan. Was Boss Zheng so unique?
"Chief Zhou? Ask about the situation, "Su Yun said immediately when he saw Zhou Chunyong in a daze.
"Uh … Doctor Su, is it necessary?" Zhou Chunyong let out a long sigh.
"I don't think it's lung cancer. The boss probably thinks so too," Su Yun said.
"Hmm, I have another idea, but I need more information to support it. By the way, did the patient undergo radiofrequency ablation two months ago? "Zheng Ren asked.
"Radiofrequency ablation because of atrial fibrillation. He recovered well after the surgery, and there were no abnormalities. I went to take a look. "Zhou Chunyong had yet to react.
"That's right. Where is the patient?" Zheng Ren was in high spirits as he put down his phone and asked.
"At the Imperial Capital Cancer Hospital."
"Uh … Su Yun, let's go take a look. Is it too late for dinner?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Let Master Yan wait. What's the rush?" Su Yun was not anxious at all. He was more concerned about the video in his hand.
After all, it was a cardiothoracic surgery disease, so Su Yun was very interested in it.
Zheng Ren was very happy to hear that.
As for what gift Master Yan had brought, he didn't care at all.
Zhou Chunyong was a little surprised. They were going to see the radiographic films now? But they weren't ready yet, and the doctor hadn't contacted them yet.
He had casually run to the Imperial Capital Tumor Hospital. Was Boss Zheng going to run amok again?
"Old Zhou, hurry up!" Su Yun urged. "Let's go take a look. Once we have a diagnosis, we can perform the surgery."
Zhou Chunyong was speechless. He looked at Zheng Ren and Su Yun in shock for another two seconds before he immediately stood up and said, "Then let's go."
"Brother Wang, wait here for now. We're going to see a patient." Zheng Ren stood up and did not forget to greet Daoist Wang.
After saying that, without waiting for Daoist Wang's reply, Zheng Ren strode out of the ward.
"Call Little Feng," Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
"Yes, he's waiting downstairs," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren stopped talking. His mind was full of all kinds of images, cross-referencing and comparing.
Because there was less information, Zheng Ren only had some guesses. He had to go to the Imperial Capital Cancer Hospital to find out more.
Zhou Chunyong saw Feng Xuhui's car parked downstairs. He did not drive and directly got in.
"Chief Zheng, where are we going?"
"Imperial Capital Cancer Hospital."
"Oh, okay." Feng Xuhui started the car and drove to the Imperial Capital Cancer Hospital.
The atmosphere in the car was strange. Su Yun, who was usually willing to nag, did not speak.
This silence made Zhou Chunyong panic. His heart was thumping hard.
He hoped that what Boss Zheng said was true. Old Li's illness was not lung cancer.
However, every time hope rose in his heart, the CT images would float in front of him, silently telling him that it was all an illusion.
The soft tissue shadow of the hilum, the typical swelling of the mediastinal lymph nodes, bloody hydrothorax …
These were too obvious!
Zhou Chunyong was silent. He did not dare to ask more questions. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, even if it was fake, it would be good to keep it for a few more minutes.
At least Old Li had not been sentenced to death yet.
Boss Zheng had not seen the films yet. How could he be sentenced to death? Zhou Chunyong's heart was filled with hesitation, anxiety, helplessness, and a faint trace of hope.
At three o 'clock in the afternoon, Imperial Capital was crowded with traffic. Fortunately, they were not stuck in one place for a long time.
It took them nearly an hour to reach the Imperial Capital Cancer Hospital.
"Little Feng, don't go up yet," he said as he got out of the car. "I'll call you if I need you."
"Okay, Chief Zheng," Feng Xuhui answered without hesitation.
The three of them strode into the inpatient department.
Zhou Chunyong knew the place. He walked at the front, his heart inexplicably anxious with every step he took.
If Boss Zheng said no after reading the films and medical records …
The most terrifying thing was to give a glimmer of hope in despair, only to have it snuffed out by the person who gave it.
They got into the elevator and went to the thoracic surgery floor. The elevator was silent the entire way.
When they entered the ward, there was a commotion in the doctor's office.
"You can't be so careless as to think it's a tumor." A crisp girl's voice came from the ward.
The Imperial Capital Cancer Hospital was indeed a professional hospital. They had their own set of diagnoses.
Zhou Chunyong strode in with Zheng Ren following behind him.
There were a few people standing in front of the film viewer. The tallest one … was a girl who looked to be about 23 or 24 years old. Her hair was combed into a ponytail, and she was watching the video intently.
Zheng Ren was 1.78 meters tall. The girl looked even taller than him. Although the girl looked taller, and she was wearing high heels.
However, this kind of outstanding image left a deep impression on Zheng Ren.
The girl was Crane, and the doctors at the side were Chicken One, Chicken Two, Chicken Three … …
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