"Oh, it's about the diagnosis," Zheng Ren said. "It's obviously lung cancer or stomach cancer. Can't you tell?"
Su Yun was speechless.
"It's not your fault. Biomedicine and clinical people are involved in different fields," Zheng Ren said with a smile as if he had understood something.
Su Yun was puzzled. This was a bit like a map cannon. The boss had used his ultimate move, the King's Contempt, and directly knocked everyone in front of him down.
Was the boss playing hard to get or something else? Su Yun expressed that he did not understand.
"Zheng …" Dr. Raphson was a little embarrassed and angry when he heard Zheng Ren's words translated by the simultaneous interpreter. This was an undisguised insult to people who were engaged in biological research. Arrogance, it was simply too arrogant!
However, he only said a meaningless note, and then he was speechless.
In the face of Lord Christian of the Bruch family, he did not dare to question Zheng Ren's words. Even if there was more contempt, in front of Lord Kerry, it was just a gentle gaze. It was not important at all.
"Here." Zheng Ren grabbed Dr. Raphson's wrist and raised his hand.
"Dr. Raphson's palm has begun to have changes like a cow's belly. This is a very obvious clinical symptom," Zheng Ren said lightly.
He said it in Chinese, and the simultaneous interpreter subconsciously translated his words into English.
Cow's belly change?
This kind of change on the surface of the body did not exist in textbooks.
Dr. Raphson looked at his fingers and palms in a daze. They were wrinkled, and it was indeed a recent situation.
He had always thought that this kind of situation would occur because he was old. People would grow old, would they not?
When wrinkles climbed onto the corners of everyone's mouth, face, and even every part of the body, it meant that the glory of youth was far away, and abundant energy was far away.
This was a natural, objective law. No one could change it.
Why was it a sign of illness?
"Dr. Raphson's hand has a velvety appearance and wrinkles. I think it should be because you are not familiar with the changes in clinical symptoms, so you did not pay enough attention. Doctor, clinical work is very important. "
Zheng Ren said earnestly.
I'll endure it! Dr. Raphson thought in his heart. This sentence was obviously a criticism that the Nobel Prize did not pay attention to the clinical, giving everything to bioengineering and future development.
But was this wrong? Dr. Raphson was angry and ashamed.
"But Dr. Raphson's expression is different from the normal sense of aging. The wrinkles have a clear demarcation point, which is often called tripe like changes in clinical practice."
Su Yun pursed his lips. He vaguely remembered reading about tripe changes in a top journal, but it was too much to say that this was a common clinical phenomenon.
However, looking at Professor Raphson's increasingly gloomy expression, Su Yun was overjoyed.
Previously, his boss was not interested in the Nobel Prize and left everything to him. Su Yun knew how much resistance the Nobel Prize project faced.
And most of the resistance came from Dr. Rafson.
It wasn't until he came back from the mission and his boss made a comeback with the diagnosis of lead poisoning that everything went smoothly and developed in a good direction.
"Generally speaking, when there are tripe like changes on the palm, it can be considered lung cancer or stomach cancer. Due to the invasion of cancer cells, the appearance of the human body has changed. This is the so-called physical sign. "
"…"
The audience was speechless.
Other than Su Yun, they were all in the field of teaching and bioengineering. They could understand Zheng Ren's words but could not understand them.
Judging cancer based on a superficial change?
This was a bit of a joke.
"Hurry up and do a lung CT. Do a full abdomen CT as well. After you're done, send the radiographic films to me." After Zheng Ren briefly explained, he lightly concluded.
His tone was very certain and unquestionable.
After saying that, Zheng Ren raised his head and looked at Principal Zhang. He was the only person in the group whose face was slightly less mosaic.
"Oh, okay," Principal Zhang replied in a daze.
Zheng Ren smiled, patted Dr. Raphson's shoulder, and said, "It's only been 88 days since you did a physical examination. It shouldn't be a big problem. Hurry up and do the examination. If the surgery is difficult, you can come to me. "
After saying that, he exerted force with his hand and changed the direction of the wheelchair, handing it to the person beside Dr. Raphson.
The group of people were a little confused. They came in a hurry, but they learned of a huge piece of news and were about to leave in a hurry. They came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
Under Dr. Raphson's signal, they left in a hurry.
Principal Zhang immediately arranged the relevant matters for the examination, contacted the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University, and drove there.
Along the way, looking at Dr. Raphson, who did not say a word, Principal Zhang kept thinking about the possibility of what Boss Zheng had said.
To be able to go against the chairman of the Nobel Prize committee, Boss Zheng was indeed young and energetic. That was not the key. The key was that he could still win!
Principal Zhang was extremely far from the Nobel Prize. He did not understand the details. However, as a candidate for the Nobel Prize, he either visited the Nobel Prize committee himself, explained the various details of his project, and obtained the committee's approval, or the recommendation person would lobby everywhere.
There were thousands of candidates for each award every year, and each project was extremely professional and high-end. It was impossible for the committee to look at all of them and conduct in-depth research and comparison.
This was still the natural sciences. If it was a more subjective literary award, there was no need to talk about it. As for the Peace Prize that was like a joke … It was fine not to talk about it.
However, Boss Zheng was really mighty!
He did not visit the committee, but the chairman of the committee personally came to visit him. After all of this was reversed, it made Principal Zhang feel a sense of unreality.
It seemed that his work had been done in vain. Boss Zheng did not need it at all.
Previously, the medical community in the Imperial Capital had said that Boss Zheng had a bad temper, and who had been hit by hemostatic forceps. Although Principal Zhang only smiled at these words, he had unnaturally left a domineering and arrogant impression of Boss Zheng in his heart.
Now, it seemed that he really had the ability to be domineering.
The chairman of the committee, Dr. Raphson, came to visit and was scolded by Boss Zheng without leaving a trace. It seemed that he should say that he should die early and reincarnate early?
In Principal Zhang's heart, he had already misinterpreted this matter to the extent that it was unbelievable.
When they arrived at the Imperial Capital Medical University, a green passage was arranged. Dr. Raphson was sent for an examination.
The CT machine scanned from the chest to the pelvic cavity. This was what Boss Zheng had said.
A group of people were crowded in the operating room. Everyone had their own thoughts. Almost no one believed that Dr. Raphson really had a tumor. They all thought that Boss Zheng was pointing at their noses and scolding them.
However, they did not wait long. Soon, the CT image of the lungs appeared on the screen.
The space-occupying lesion in the right lower lung was impressively visible. It was so conspicuous and ostentatious!
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