There was a tumor in the duodenal bulb, but that was an image from more than ten days ago.
"Chief Jiang, did you do a CT scan?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Chest and abdomen."
"Let me take a look," Zheng Ren said.
Chairman Jiang called the circulating nurse and brought the radiographic films to the operating table. Zheng Ren glanced at the light.
[Rebuild]'s passive ability showed its advantage.
Before going to the earthquake relief, Zheng Ren looked at the radiographic films. After careful analysis, he could come to a similar vague conclusion.
But now, with just a glance, the radiographic films were reconstructed in his mind. The location of the tumor and its relationship with the surrounding tissues appeared in his mind.
'This child's illness …' Zheng Ren sighed. He did not know if he was lucky or unlucky.
If it weren't for her torment, she wouldn't have discovered the space-occupying lesion in the duodenal bulb. However, if she kept tossing and turning, would her immune system decrease, causing the tumor to grow explosively? It was hard to say what would happen after the surgery.
Seeing Zheng Ren's hesitation, Chairman Jiang asked, "Boss Zheng, should we rinse and close the abdomen?"
The emergency surgery ended here. The only place that needed to be sutured was the damaged duodenum.
As long as he sutured, rinsed, and closed the abdomen, this emergency surgery could be said to be perfect.
However, Zheng Ren was still silent. After nearly a minute, Zheng Ren said, "Chief Jiang, I'll go talk to the family."
"Uh … What's wrong?" Chairman Jiang asked.
"From the radiographic films, the patient has in-situ cancer. However, whether or not to perform emergency surgery depends on the patient's family's opinion," Zheng Ren said.
"Tumor? Where is it? "Chairman Jiang was stunned.
"There is a flat space less than 1 cm in the duodenal bulb. It was not an image of the intestine, but a tumor. I'm worried about the patient's physical condition. But if I don't, I don't know what will happen in a month or two, "Zheng Ren said as he walked off the stage.
He picked up the specimen basin covered with a cotton pad and said, "Please open the door for me."
The circulating nurse understood. Boss Zheng wanted to explain to the patient's family. He did not open the airtight door of the operating theater, but the door outside.
He was wearing sterile gloves, which were stained with blood. He could not let the blood stain the door handle of the operating theater.
As he walked out of the operating theater, he shouted, "Sister Lin!"
Lin Jiaojiao immediately ran over, followed by a group of people.
Zheng Ren took a look. The woman who was crying her eyes out was not there. It was probably the patient's mother. She was crying so hard that she was sent back to rest.
A gloomy and serious man stood beside Lin Jiaojiao, looking at Zheng Ren.
Lin Jiaojiao said, "Boss Zheng, this is Mengzi's father, Mr. Zhou Zhen."
"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded and said, "Step aside a little. Don't hurt yourself."
Everyone had a strange look on their faces. What did he take out?
Zheng Ren gently removed the cotton pad and the black metal ball appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Ah …"
Countless suppressed cries rang out.
"Mr. Sun, I'm not too sure what this is. It was taken from the patient's stomach," Zheng Ren said.
Zhou Zhen's face showed a trace of surprise, but all the surprise immediately turned into anger.
"Are these iron balls used for hunting?"
"It looks like it, but it's more advanced than what I've seen."
"How did you eat this?"
Behind them, a few people were discussing in low voices.
Older people, people from other places, or people who loved to hunt understood this kind of thing.
Just as Zheng Ren had guessed, this kind of iron ball was wrapped in meat and turned into a honey poison pill. When it was eaten by a large animal, it would be stirred up in the stomach, causing a lot of bleeding.
This girl named Mengzi was really ruthless. She wanted to commit suicide, but she actually chose such an unimaginable method.
"Thank you, Boss Zheng," Zhou Zhen controlled his emotions and said in a low voice.
"It's okay," Zheng Ren said. "Now we're facing a few problems. The patient's injury has been controlled, but he did an ERCP previously and confirmed that there are ulcers and in-situ cancer in the duodenal bulb. "
Zhou Zhen nodded. He could still think and was not confused by the sudden incident.
"The current situation is liver rupture, spleen rupture, stomach rupture, duodenal bulb rupture, hemorrhagic shock." Zheng Ren covered it with the cotton pad again. He was really afraid that the metal ball would cause more trouble.
In Zheng Ren's mind, this was a bloody guillotine, the kind that would seal the throat when it saw blood.
"Now that the bleeding part of the patient has been sutured, his physical condition is relatively poor," Zheng Ren said seriously. "Whether to do the duodenal bulb surgery or not, we need the family's opinion."
"Boss … Boss Zheng, what do you think?" Zhou Zhen understood Zheng Ren's meaning and said hesitantly.
"I have no opinion," Zheng Ren told the truth. "The patient's condition is very poor, but if we do the surgery, we need to do a pancreaticoduodenectomy. The stomach also needs to be rerouted and reconstructed."
"Is the possibility of the surgery succeeding high?" Zhou Zhen asked.
"The surgery itself is not a problem, but the patient will suffer from hemorrhagic shock because of this thing. Every minute the surgery is delayed, there will be many unpredictable situations," Zheng Ren said.
Zhou Zhen's expression darkened.
"Look …" Zheng Ren looked into Zhou Zhen's eyes and asked.
"Sigh." Zhou Zhen sighed, and two lines of turbid tears flowed down unknowingly. "Then let's take it one step at a time."
"In a while, the people from the General Surgery Department will come out to sign. Sister Lin, help me greet them," Zheng Ren said. "Then I'll go back and close it. After the surgery, I'll go to the ICU. If there are no major complications, I estimate that I'll be able to transfer out in three to five days."
Zheng Ren still wanted to persuade him, but after a moment of hesitation, he turned around and left.
This young patient had a psychological problem. He did not know if it was because his family conditions were too spoiled or because of other reasons.
Zheng Ren was not in the mood to gossip. Several diseases were mixed together. If he performed a pancreaticoduodenectomy in a state of hemorrhagic shock, the small patient's body would definitely not be able to withstand it.
This was the only way. He was not a god.
With a slightly strange mood, Zheng Ren carried the pathology basin and returned to the operating theater.
Chairman Jiang asked, "Boss Zheng, how is it?"
"The family refuses to perform a pancreaticoduodenectomy. Let someone go out and find the family members to sign it. I'm familiar with Sister Lin Jiaojiao, who is outside. Go and find her to listen, "Zheng Ren said.
"Okay." Chairman Jiang then asked his junior doctor to go out and find the patient's family members to sign it.
Zheng Ren washed his hands, changed his clothes, and went on stage again.
The external injuries had been mostly done. All kinds of wounds had been treated and there was no more bleeding.
Zheng Ren looked at the patient's duodenal bulb and sighed. If there were no such things, the patient should be fine after the surgery.
It was such a pity that he was so young.
He used such a strange method to commit suicide … What was this child thinking? Was it not good to be alive?
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