Su Yun and Zheng Ren smoked a cigarette and left.
When he passed by the resuscitation room, he poked his head in to take a look. The patient's vital signs were stable. The tranquilizer had taken effect. There were no other diagnoses on the system panel, so he should be fine.
He decided to head to the inpatient department for a detailed examination and treatment. He stopped thinking about the patient.
After making an appointment with Zhou Litao to go to the Cui family's house in the afternoon, he went straight back to the ward.
In the office, the ponytail swayed behind the computer as usual.
"Boss, Chang Yue will definitely need to rest for a few days. I'll bring one or two people over," Su Yun said. "Don't tire the animals inside."
"What do you mean by livestock?" Zheng Ren frowned.
"Tell the truth. What's there to be unhappy about?" Su Yun said. "Have you calculated Lil Fugui's working hours every day?"
"It should be 14 hours?"
"You know? I thought you didn't know," Su Yun said disdainfully.
"If you want to win the Nobel Prize, what else can you do if you don't do this?" Zheng Ren spread his hands.
Su Yun thought for a moment and recalled a few candidates. He was prepared to transfer them to the 912 headquarters to help write medical records.
Ward rounds, shift handover, busy yet orderly work kicked off the day.
The work of most clinicians was extremely dry and boring. They would carry on with a few conventional surgical methods until the end of time.
Successful specialists would perform thousands of cholecystectomies and thyroidectomies throughout their lives.
As for the Department of Interventional Medicine, doctors who performed interventional embolization and radiofrequency ablation on thousands of patients with liver cancer were also very common.
He looked at almost the same thing every day, and it made him sick. Therefore, driving in the operating theater was just a way for him to regulate his emotions.
Otherwise, it would really make people tired of it.
Zhao Yunlong was also a little tired, but he used other methods to divert his attention.
For example, the number of surgeries performed this year, the ranking of the number of surgeries performed in the country, whether he would be awarded the title of Academician of the American College of Surgeons, and so on.
Interventional surgery was a new discipline, and it could barely be considered surgery? At least in Zhao Yunlong's heart. An academician of the American College of Surgeons was Zhao Yunlong's ultimate dream.
Recently, he did not provoke Boss Zheng. After meeting him, he only nodded and smiled. His days were quite comfortable, and his life returned to its previous rhythm.
No matter how popular Boss Zheng's noodles were, it had nothing to do with him. That might not be the case.
Zhao Yunlong watched helplessly as Lin Ge, who had been idle for more than ten years, turned the tables against the wind. He also felt some regret in his heart.
During the earthquake relief, Department Chief Kong led the others to the frontline to provide support, leaving him in charge of the family.
When Boss Zheng first came back, it would have been great if he had responded with more kindness. At this time, he would probably get everything that Lin Ge could get.
In this world, there was no medicine for regret.
Zhao Yunlong could only think about it occasionally. Now, he did not dare to hope to hitch a ride with Boss Zheng and sing all the way.
All he wanted to do was not to attract Boss Zheng's attention, especially his assistant, Dr. Su, who was too cunning.
After the shift was handed over and ward rounds were carried out, Zhao Yunlong's in-service training doctor led the patient to the surgery.
He was not in a hurry. Today, someone from his hometown came to watch the film.
After the ward round, the door of the ward opened, and the people from his hometown came in with the scans.
Zhao Yunlong wasn't familiar with him, but he was already a professor in the Imperial Capital. It was only right for people to keep coming to him for treatment. He had long since gotten used to it, and he enjoyed the adoration and compliments from his relatives and friends in his hometown.
"Hello, Professor Zhao. I'm Little Sanzi's friend," the person from his hometown found Zhao Yunlong and said respectfully.
Little Sanzi was a distant relative of Zhao Yunlong. He did not even know how to address him.
This was a relationship that could not be any more distant, so Zhao Yunlong did not care much. He took the radiographic films and inserted them into the radiographic film viewer.
Zhao Yunlong did not directly look at the CT and nuclear magnetic resonance imaging. Instead, he first glanced at the ultrasound report.
The abdominal ultrasound confirmed that there was a 3.0-3.4 cm heterogeneous mass in the VI segment of the liver. The possibility of liver cancer was high. The CT of the lung reported that there was old tuberculosis.
The patient's alpha-fetoprotein value was normal.
Not all liver cancer patients had high alpha-fetoprotein values. Zhao Yunlong glanced at the test sheet and began to look at the radiographic films.
There was a CT and nuclear magnetic resonance imaging enhancement. What he said was still very serious. Zhao Yunlong was very satisfied with this.
The nuclear magnetic resonance imaging showed that there was a heterogeneous low-signal to isosignal density tumor on the T1-weighted image, and isosignal to high signal density on the T2-weighted image.
Looking at the enhancement mode, after the contrast agent was perfused, the lesion was centripetal and had a blood supply.
It was a very typical image of liver cancer.
Zhao Yunlong looked at it for more than ten seconds, then took the radiographic films down and put them into a bag. "Where's the patient?"
"Professor Zhao, my mother is at home. It's not convenient for her to come to the Imperial Capital. I'll get the radiographic films for you to take a look first."
"Send him for surgery," Zhao Yunlong said. "The diagnosis is very clear."
The patient's family had long known that the diagnosis was liver cancer. They came to the Imperial Capital to let Zhao Yunlong take a look. In fact, the most important thing was to find him for surgery.
Seeing that Zhao Yunlong had agreed, he bowed deeply and held the bag of radiographic films, wanting to say something.
"I'm going to the surgery." Zhao Yunlong felt that this person was simply too untactful. After watching the radiographic films, he still did not leave and wanted to pull him to talk.
Did he know how busy he was every day?!
"Professor Zhao, I didn't see the radiographic films clearly. Can I take another look?" Zheng Ren sat in his usual seat and suddenly said.
Zhao Yunlong's heart skipped a beat.
Zhao Yunlong still remembered the pulmonary sequestration from the last time.
It was not uncommon to watch radiographic films in the office. Every day, when Boss Zheng handed over his shift and made ward rounds, he would sit in his familiar seat and watch the fifth edition of surgery for a while before going into surgery.
However, in the past, he did not speak. The two of them were like strangers.
What was going on today?
Zhao Yunlong did not believe in lies like he did not see it clearly.
The radiographic films were very standard and typical liver cancer. It would be strange if Boss Zheng could not see it with his level.
Could it be that Boss Zheng was going to do something to him? The first thought in Zhao Yunlong's mind emerged.
No!
He immediately dispelled this thought.
What other methods did Boss Zheng use to mess with him? He could even perform interventional surgery for the intrauterine fetus. This was a crushing pressure between levels. He should not always have persecutory delusions.
Did he see wrongly?
It could not be!
Zhao Yunlong frowned and was stunned for two seconds.
"Professor Zhao? Do you have an opinion? "Su Yun asked in a strange tone.
Zhao Yunlong shuddered.
He did not want to provoke this little ancestor. How could he dare to have any objections? He was just recalling if there was a problem with the radiographic films.
"No, no." A smile immediately appeared on Zhao Yunlong's face. He said, "Usually, I don't even have a chance to ask Boss Zheng for help. It's rare for Boss Zheng to be interested today."
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