"What are their symptoms?" Zheng Ren asked.
The pudgy boss turned around and coughed twice. Then he turned around with a bitter face and said, "I caught a cold some time ago. I took medicine at home for a few days, but my cough didn't get better, so I didn't take it seriously. I started coughing up phlegm with blood the day before yesterday, so I was a little scared. "
"Why didn't you check it then?"
"I'm still afraid … What if I'm diagnosed with lung cancer?"
"Don't talk nonsense. How big is the tumor of lung cancer from coughing up sputum and blood?" Su Yun held the radiographic films and looked at them in the air. He spat at the short and fat boss. "It's okay. Don't worry."
"Any other symptoms?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.
"Uh … Also, I have a runny nose. When I sniffle, I can always see traces of blood."
"Do you have any headaches?" Zheng Ren asked.
"No … Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, if it's not lung cancer, I don't think it's nasopharyngeal cancer, right?" The short and fat boss asked cautiously.
Zheng Ren did not know whether to laugh or cry. "That won't happen. According to your symptoms, I suggest a sinus CT scan. I think it's a small problem with inflammation of the sinuses. "
Small problem. These three words did not make the plump boss feel relieved or relieved. Instead, it made him even more anxious.
Can the words of the doctor be trusted? He said it was a small problem, but when he went for a checkup, he might not be able to find out what it was.
"What's there to worry about? It's not lung cancer. We just need to do a sinus CT scan. If there's a problem, deal with it. If there's no problem, that's it. "Su Yun said.
That's it? Zheng Ren did not think so when he looked at the System panel.
"Brother Yun … why don't we …"
The pudgy boss pleaded carefully.
"Take you for a check-up? Won't you get nasopharyngeal cancer if I'm here? "Su Yun said without hesitation.
"…"
"I've already told you, with your body, I might not even be able to live past you." Su Yun said. "At most, I'm heavily injured. How could it be so easy to die?"
Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Let's go take a look. If we're there, he might feel more at ease."
Actually, Su Yun was just saying that. When Zheng Ren spoke, he had already put away the radiographic films and was ready to go to the 912 emergency department with the short and fat boss.
He called Xie Yiren and told her to go to the hospital.
Along the way, the stout boss was worried and anxious. He took the bleeding to heart and was restless.
"Let me tell you. When I was in school, one morning, my buddy on the lower bunk sat on the bed and cried while hugging his blanket," Su Yun said with a smile.
"Ah? Why? "the short and fat boss asked.
"When he woke up in the morning, his stools were all red." Su Yun blew a breath, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind. "He felt that he couldn't take it anymore. He wrote his will and put it aside. He's waiting for dawn to go to our teacher's place to take a look."
"Uh …" The pudgy boss was startled. Why did Brother Yun's words sound so ominous? No, he was probably trying to comfort her.
The pudgy boss was in a dilemma.
"What did we know at that time? We all thought it was rectal cancer or a tumor of the lower digestive tract. Otherwise, how could he have lost so much blood in one go? Anyway, he said it was quite scary, and we were all stunned. "
"And then?"
"After that, we sent him to the hospital. Our teacher was wearing gloves and didn't even apply paraffin oil before he burst his chrysanthemum. After that, he said he was fine and asked what he ate yesterday. " Su Yun chuckled. "Last night, he and his girlfriend ate the red dragon fruit. After eating that thing, his stools were red."
When the pudgy boss heard Su Yun's words, his uneasy heart seemed to calm down a little.
"Brother Yun …"
"Brother Yun …"
He always had countless things to say, and in the end, he would still talk about all kinds of cancer.
When they arrived at the emergency department, Zhou Litao gave him a sinus CT scan. Zheng Ren and Su Yun accompanied him for the examination.
Sure enough, the sinus CT showed a high-density shadow in his maxillary sinus.
"Fungal sinusitis?" Su Yun looked at the image on the machine and muttered to himself.
"I think so. It's fine. I'll just have a small surgery," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Surgery …" When the pudgy boss heard that he was going to have surgery, he immediately became terrified.
"I can't not do it," Zheng Ren said seriously. Zheng Ren said seriously, "A person's sinuses are like a house, and a mold infection is like corrosive dust. Think about it, there are more than a dozen rooms in this corridor. If two or three of them are broken, should we knock them all down and repair them again, or should we use a vacuum cleaner to suck away the dust as soon as possible? "
This explanation was still relatively easy to understand. The pudgy boss asked with a sad face, "Boss Zheng, we don't need to use a chainsaw to cut open my brain, right?"
At the mention of this, Zheng Ren and Su Yun looked at each other and smiled bitterly. What era was this? Minimally invasive surgery had gradually replaced the old surgery.
"What are you thinking? Even if you want to split your head open, no one will do it for you." Su Yun's mocking smile was so thick that it could not be melted. "A simple endoscopic surgery will do. Looking at the radiographic films, your maxillary sinus is full of tofu-like mold. If you don't hurry up and suck it out, you will really have to split your head."
"…" The pudgy boss hesitated.
"Hurry up and be hospitalized. How long have you been taking antibiotics?" Su Yun said impatiently, "The imbalance of the bacteria has caused fungal maxillary sinusitis. Isn't this nonsense?"
"Sigh." The pudgy boss was a little depressed. He sighed. "Brother Yun, I usually have a headache and fever, so I take antibiotics for a few days. This time, I took antibiotics for about 10 days for this cold. "
"You can do it." Su Yun patted the pudgy boss's shoulder with great force. "Do you know how powerful it is now?"
"Why don't I go to Tongren?"
"What's wrong with looking down on our 912?" Su Yun said disdainfully. "Bullsh * t surgery. Hurry up and get hospitalized. Your excuse of changing hospitals is too ridiculous. Do you want to take the opportunity to wait for two more days? I've seen many such excuses. "
The last reason was also seen through by Su Yun. The pudgy boss had no choice but to follow him back to the emergency department.
Zhou Litao issued the emergency admission form. The pudgy boss said with a pained expression that he wanted to go back and have a good meal. Then, he would come back early the next morning.
Looking at him, it was as if he was going to the execution ground.
"Go, go. If you don't come to the hospital tomorrow, don't look for me to treat you if it's serious," Su Yun finally reminded him.
Watching the pudgy boss leave the emergency department, Zhou Litao asked, "It's very difficult to have maxillary sinusitis after taking antibiotics for more than ten days, right?"
"Who knows? It's possible that he has had external injuries before, or his nose was hit by his wife at home," Su Yun said with a smile.
"Let's go home. Yiren might still be taking Hei Zi for a walk downstairs." Zheng Ren did not want to pay attention to Su Yun's request to stay and chat with Zhou Litao. He turned around and left.
"Why did you come to the hospital to see something? It's just a small matter. It's useless to see it!" A voice came from the corridor.
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