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Zhao Yan stared at Feng Deng, and asked innocently, "Is this person an expert?"

Feng Deng put his hands in his white coat. Hearing Zhao Yan's words, he shook his head and denied: "There is a specialization in surgery. Judging from your symptoms, you should go to the ENT department instead of wasting time in the emergency department."

Director Chen looked at Director Liang, and after receiving affirmative hints, he persuaded Feng Deng: "Doctor Feng, we all know what your abilities are. Since Mr. Zhao appointed you to be the attending doctor, don't be humble. I asked I have been the director of the ENT department, they are also short of manpower, so please help me."

Zhao Yan didn't expect to be rejected by Feng Deng, so he gave a displeased "tow": "Some people are afraid that their skills are not good enough to cure my throat, so why pretend to be a quack doctor."

Zhao Yan's provocative method is very low-level but surprisingly effective.Feng Deng reached out to take off his glasses, walked up to Zhao Yan, and raised his chin: "My treatment plan is more difficult, don't regret it." He glanced at Song Xinyuan vaguely after speaking.

Zhao Yan didn't let go of his every move, and deliberately rubbed Song Xinyuan's shoulder: "I'm not afraid, anyway, brother Xinyuan is here."

Lu Tengda really couldn't stand Zhao Yan's petty actions, and was afraid that he would mess around again, so he quickly arrested him: "That's how it is, Doctor Feng, Zhao Yan will be handed over to you."

Seeing that the matter had come to an end, the other doctors voluntarily left the ward.Feng Deng, Song Xinyuan, Zhao Yan, Lu Tengda and Shen Lingxi remained in the ward.

Feng Deng sat on the chair and began to ask the doctor: "Have you had a cold recently? Have you ever had a nosebleed? Have you had any infection history?"

Zhao Yan: "No, no, no."

"Do you usually like to eat spicy food?"

"Of course I like it, I don't like it if it's spicy or not!"

"Is there something in your throat that makes you feel sick?"

"how do you know?"

Zhao Yan suddenly covered his neck, his brows and eyes were wrinkled together, it seemed that he was in severe pain, and his body fell down involuntarily.Lu Tengda quickly supported him, with a flustered expression: "Doctor, what happened to him?"

"There is inflammation." It's not just inflammation. Feng Deng greeted Shen Lingxi, "I'm going to do a laryngoscopy for him. Just in case, I'll take him for a general body check first, focusing on whether he has hepatitis B, syphilis, AIDS. Wait for the infectious disease, get the inspection report and come to me."

"Okay. Come with me, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Yan slammed the door and refused to leave, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Damn, what do you mean?"

Song Xinyuan also looked at Feng Deng, feeling that Feng Deng was a little too much.

Shen Lingxi stood outside the door, waiting for Zhao Yan and Lu Tengda to come out, knowing what they had misunderstood, she couldn't help but say: "Professor Feng is not—"

Feng Deng interrupted her, looked at his watch, and asked Zhao Yan, "Have you eaten breakfast?"

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes: "My throat hurts and itches, I just want to cough, but I can't even eat."

"That's good, go for a physical examination." Feng Deng lowered his head to open the case file, and drew symbols on the white paper.His fonts were too abstract, Song Xinyuan tried to open his eyes wide, but couldn't understand anything.

Zhao Yan came out of the ward, and turned his head unwillingly: "Brother Xinyuan, won't you go with me? I'm so scared, what if something unexpected happens?"

Lu Tengda grabbed Zhao Yan and dragged him forward: "He's not a doctor, what can he do? Shut up for me, so your throat doesn't hurt anymore?"

Sensing Lu Tengda's dissatisfaction with him, Song Xinyuan waved at Zhao Yan: "Go, I'll wait for you here, you'll be fine."

Zhao Yanxi nodded with a smile, and followed Shen Lingxi away.

Song Xinyuan stayed in the ward, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you say to focus on checking for infectious diseases just now?"

Feng Deng's hand holding the pen paused, and said coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"

Song Xinyuan clasped the barb on his hand, and his tone contained a sense of protection: "Zhao Yan has no malice except for being willful. He is coquettish and has always had that kind of personality. You will understand after spending a few days with him..."

Song Xinyuan met Zhao Yan four years ago. At that time, he joined a brokerage company as a trainee under the introduction of an acquaintance.He is the oldest member of the team, and Zhao Yan is the youngest, so he is especially dependent on him.Later, they participated in a talent show together. He performed mediocrely and failed in his debut, but Zhao Yan won the championship and became an instant hit.In the end, he was forced to terminate the contract with the company and cut off contact with Zhao Yan.

"When I knew him, he was just an adult, like my younger brother," Song Xinyuan added.

You treat him as a younger brother, but he doesn't regard you as an elder brother.Feng Deng thought so in his heart, but said: "What does it have to do with me?"

Song Xinyuan stared at Feng Deng's back, not understanding what was going on with Feng Deng, thinking that Feng Deng was unwilling to communicate with him, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Medical center.Shen Lingxi led Zhao Yan to check one by one. When he walked to the Department of Infectious Diseases, he saw Zhao Yan's face changed, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a normal inspection. Because you have an infectious disease, you can't do laryngoscopy, so Feng The doctor specifically emphasized this aspect, don’t think too much, he didn’t target you.”

Zhao Yan curled his lips: "I thought he was trying to punish me because he didn't like me. It's really boring."

"How come, Dr. Feng seldom mixes personal feelings, no matter what the patient's status is, good or bad, it makes almost no difference to him, they are all his patients."

"Wow, doesn't he have someone he likes? Apart from treating people, he doesn't have a partner?"

"Hahaha, I have observed Dr. Feng for a long time. I think he likes patients and operations the most. He will never fall in love in this life."

Hearing Shen Lingxi's laughter, Zhao Yan suddenly thought, if his guess is correct, then Song Xinyuan is so pitiful, he has a crush on Feng Deng, an idiot, and he is jealous of Feng Deng.

An hour later, Zhao Yan returned to the inpatient department.After reading his examination report, Feng Deng stood up and said, "Let's go for a laryngoscopy examination."

Feng Deng took Zhao Yan to the ENT specialist for registration, issued a laboratory test form, and ordered him to lie on the hospital bed.After Zhao Yan lay down, seeing Feng Deng walking over with a needle, he felt very uneasy, and shrank his neck: "This is the beginning? You won't take the opportunity to murder me, right? Brother Lu, Brother Xinyuan, you must protect me." I."

He played too much, both Lu Tengda and Song Xinyuan signaled him to be quiet.

"Don't make a fuss, get an anesthetic first."

Feng Deng applied local anesthesia to Zhao Yan's nasal cavity, asked Zhao Yan to take a piece of tetracaine (anesthetic), and then gently sent a small laryngoscope into Zhao Yan's nasal cavity until it touched the throat.Seeing Zhao Yan's strange expression, he reminded: "Relax, take a deep breath."

After a few minutes, the laryngoscopy was over.Zhao Yan came back to his senses, feeling sick all the time in his throat, and vomited crazily into the trash can.

"No eating or drinking within two hours, just lie down and wait for the test results."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Yan's laryngoscopy examination finally had the results, and he was starving, and he didn't care about his condition at all.Lu Tengda sighed, and asked cautiously: "Doctor Feng, how is Zhao Yan's condition?"

Feng Deng looked around, and said lightly: "Throat inflammation can be treated with medicine, and he also has... tonsil tumors, the surface is not smooth."

"Tonsillar tumor? What is that?" Although Song Xinyuan and the others did not understand the technical terms, they realized the seriousness of the matter and looked at Feng Deng seriously.

"Simply put, it's probably tonsil cancer."

Feng Deng's words stirred up thousands of waves, and Zhao Yan bounced up all of a sudden.At this time, Director Chen from the emergency department walked into the ward to find out about Zhao Yan's situation.The others looked nervous and had no time to pay attention to him.

Lu Tengda looked at Zhao Yan's pale face, and patted Zhao Yan's back reassuringly. In fact, his complexion was uglier than Zhao Yan's: "Is it cancer?"

Feng Deng said: "It may be, or it may not be, because it is impossible to determine whether a tonsil tumor is benign or malignant. It can only be confirmed by pathological examination. If it is benign, it can be cured with medicine after surgery. Malignant tumors that have not metastasized can still be cured by surgical resection combined with chemotherapy or radiotherapy, but tonsil cancer has a 50% probability of metastasizing, and if it metastasizes to the liver, lungs, etc., it is meaningless to do anything.”

(*Note①)

To put it bluntly, Zhao Yan might die.

Zhao Yan blinked in disbelief, and the tears couldn't stop falling: "No, I don't want to die. I have to go back to record "The King of Songs" this weekend. I want to defeat Zhou Chong and avenge brother Xinyuan..."

Song Xinyuan didn't expect that Zhao Yan's first thing was not to think about himself, but to help him vent his anger. His heart was touched, and he comforted Zhao Yan gently: "Xiao Yan, don't be afraid, your lump has not been confirmed to be a tumor, maybe it is inflammation Caused."

Director Chen read Zhao Yan's laryngoscopy report and felt that Feng Deng was exaggerating, thinking that Feng Deng wanted the patient to prepare for the worst, so he cooperated and said, "Yes, let's do the pathological examination first, and wait for the results to come out. "

Lu Tengda helped Zhao Yan make a decision: "Okay, how about the pathological examination? We'll start right away."

"Don't worry, he has inflammation now, wait for the inflammation to improve before doing a pathological examination. Pathology is the process and principle of the disease. It is necessary to remove the tonsil tumor through surgery and take local tissues to clarify the nature of the lesion. After obtaining the pathology, according to the cervical magnetic field Resonance or CT can evaluate the stage of cancer, and then formulate the final treatment plan based on the pathological type."

(*Note ②)

Lu Tengda was silent for a long time, and with difficulty raised the question he cared about the most: "Will it affect his singing after the operation?"

Feng Deng lowered his eyes: "It may damage the nerves near the vocal cords, making it impossible to sing high notes, or even destroying the vocal cords."

Director Chen looked at Feng Deng in surprise. As far as he knew, removing tonsil tumors would not affect the vocal cords. He didn't understand how Feng Deng could make such a small mistake.Feng Deng looked back at him and shook his head.From this, Director Chen speculated that Feng Deng had other arrangements, so he did not expose him. After all, Feng Deng's reputation in the hospital was well known, so there was no reason to embarrass Zhao Yan.

However, he guessed wrong. Dr. Feng, who has always been upright, wanted to intimidate Zhao Yan today.

Zhao Yan was really terrified, and screamed in fright: "I don't want to have an operation! Brother Lu, I don't want to—"

Then, he moved closer to Song Xinyuan, crying for comfort, and took the opportunity to hug Song Xinyuan's waist.

Feng Deng glanced at his arm coldly: "If there is no operation, the inflammation will recur and the condition of the tonsils will also deteriorate. I hope you will consider it carefully."

Lu Tengda saw that Zhao Yan had collapsed, so he had to ask Song Xinyuan to persuade Zhao Yan to have the operation, and he asked Feng Deng and Director Chen to go out and talk.

Song Xinyuan sat on the bed with Zhao Yan and wiped his tears.Zhao Yan's pretty little face was crying like pear blossoms and rain, which made him unable to hate it.

"Xiaoyan, if you don't have surgery, your throat will always hurt, how can you still sing?"

Zhao Yan might even die, Song Xinyuan didn't dare to say.

"But the sequelae of the operation are terrible. What if I can't sing? What if I can't sing high notes?" Zhao Yan sniffed and said, "Brother, I actually wrote a song for you. I originally wanted to find you and sing it loudly." Here you go, I want to use that song to tell you how much I like you..."

Song Xinyuan was stunned, his heart beating after a long silence.After living for so many years, it was the first time he heard pure love words.

"You don't believe it, do you? Although I call you brother, I don't want to be your brother. It's true," Zhao Yan stressed anxiously, "It's not fake."

Song Xinyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of Feng Deng and Feng Xinghe.

If it's not fake, then what is real? ——In those years when he liked Feng Deng the most, it was true that Feng Deng didn't love him.

Feng Deng never said he liked him, and always watched his brother in name.Now, he deliberately returns to Feng Deng's side, imitating Feng Xinghe.He deliberately pretended to be what Feng Deng liked, obediently waited for Feng Deng to come home, cooked for Feng Deng, and smiled shyly at Feng Deng from time to time, trying to win Feng Deng's favor.

The real him stood outside his body, hesitating, shouting: No, that's not you, those are not what you desire, don't make the same mistakes again.

What exactly is he longing for?

He longed to have Feng Deng's violent love, to love him as if he hated him; he longed for Feng Deng to always look at him, only to see him alone.

Song Xinyuan's eyes were wet with tears, he didn't feel the reality of crying, it was Zhao Yan who reminded him.

Zhao Yan wiped away his tears, and then went to wipe Song Xinyuan's, with a panicked tone: "Brother, don't cry, if you don't want to accept me, I won't mention this matter... I will listen to you, I will go for surgery !"

Song Xinyuan came back to his senses, touched his cheek, and found that he was really crying, it was so embarrassing.He quickly curled the corner of his mouth to restore his image in Zhao Yan's heart: "I'm fine, it seems that something flew into my eyes. Xiaoyan, you agreed to the operation, which made me very happy, and my health is more important than anything else."

Zhao Yan nodded vigorously, stood up suddenly, squatted in front of Song Xinyuan, leaned over and held Song Xinyuan's face: "Have you got sand in your eyes? Then let me blow it up for you."

The warm and cool wind came suddenly, Song Xinyuan blinked involuntarily, and did not escape.Zhao Yan's expression was very serious, which warmed his heart. Before he knew it, this little kid had grown so tall, which gave him a feeling that he could rely on.

He looked up inadvertently, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure at the window of the ward, and it was Feng Deng standing there.In contrast, he suddenly felt that Feng Deng looked hideous.So, he withdrew his gaze, looked at Zhao Yan again, raised his hand and pressed the back of Zhao Yan's head.

From the outside, they appear to be in a kissing pose.Feng Deng was tall, and when he looked in, he hunched slightly, as if peeping in. After a few seconds, he turned around with a deep expression on his face.

Lu Tengda was still talking to Director Chen, and then took out his mobile phone to ask for Director Chen's phone number. Two minutes later, Director Chen's mobile phone sent a notification that the amount had arrived. Director Chen looked at Feng Deng in embarrassment, and found that Feng Deng was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking.

The author says:

Try to write sour plots.Xiao Song misunderstood Feng Deng!Will explain later.It's another healing session that makes me bald and I like it. I hope you won't find it boring.Still, thank you all for your encouragement and mutual encouragement.The subtitle of this chapter implies that all three of them have ulterior motives. [*Note ①: The explanation of terms such as tonsil mass and pathology is due to the online guidance of experts on the websites of "Hao Dafu Online", "Youlai Doctor Network" and "Thumb Doctor". suggestion. ②: The definition of pathology is quoted from Baidu Encyclopedia.Reminder: Please do not see a doctor on Baidu Encyclopedia. 】