Sleepless Doctor

　　 Director Fang finished the translation of the entire article and rubbed his sore eyes.

　　 This life is really dying. I haven't read academic articles in pure English so carefully for many years. Generally, the manufacturer arranges it, and then learns it when it looks good.

　　 So tired.

　　 After a short break, Fang Jinshui read the whole article carefully.

　　 The content of the article is quite complicated, but if it is simpler, the relationship with thoracic department is also very simple-tumors cause abnormal changes in the body's self-defense function, and abnormal changes in the endocrine system.

　　 Not to mention, Fang Jinshui analyzed this line of thinking. The more likely it is that the patients sent by Mr. Wu are endocrine system diseases. Although the head MRI showed that the pituitary gland was okay, there were a few spots with incorrect density under the inflammatory exudate from the lungs.

　　 Fang Jinshui was dazzled, but he couldn't tell if it was a small nodule. However, various examination reports confirmed that there was a problem, and the patient's head-to-toe examination showed that the possibility of lung cancer was the greatest.

　　 Ms. Wu Mian Wu made a diagnosis at that time based on a few ordinary examinations, even small lung nodules, the diagnosis with high possibility of malignancy has yet to be determined by himself.

　　 Is this the true strength of the compiling diagnostics master?

　　 "咚咚咚~"

　　 "Please come in."

　　 "Director Fang, hello." Sun Zhengye, who brought his lover to see the doctor, came in and asked politely, "Excuse me, the blood test a few days ago, are there any results?"

　　 "Please sit down." Director Fang said, "Now I see Teacher Wu's judgment is correct."

　　 "Is my spouse sick?"

"Yes."

　　 The look on the man's face suddenly relaxed, and he took a long breath.

“Now consider Cushing’s syndrome, which is a rare disease, which means that your spouse’s psychiatric symptoms and other symptoms are related to it.” Director Fang said, “It’s still unclear how this disease is. Coming."

　　 Fang Jinshui said very vaguely. It is inconvenient to speak to Sun Zhengye clearly.

　　 "Then how did this problem come about?" Sun Zhengye asked.

　　 Director Fang nodded and said, "Mr. Wu thinks it is caused by a small nodular type of lung cancer."

　　 "……"

　　 Just got a good news, and soon there was another bad news. The man has the feeling that he just got out of the tiger’s mouth and entered the wolf’s den.

　　 "What is a small nodule lung cancer?" the man asked with an uncertain face.

　　 Director Fang talked to the man for 10 minutes, letting him understand that this is an early stage lung cancer, as long as the operation is almost cured, the man's expression is a little more vivid.

　　 However, Director Fang did not fully believe it, but emphasized that this was only a judgment of Teacher Wu Mianwu. Now the patient still has inflammation in the lower lobe of the left lung, and he can't see clearly at all. To confirm this, at least one week later the inflammation has subsided, and then CT can be done.

　　 has finished speaking, it is late.

　　 Director Fang and the man looked at each other, and the two said in unison, "And..."

　　 Seeing each other talking, the two stopped again.

　　 Director Fang smiled, "You speak first."

　　 "Director Fang, may I ask your teacher Wu who sent us here..." He hesitated for a moment, carefully pondering how to use words, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked, "Who is it?"

who?

　　 Fang Jinshui looked at the man in surprise, Teacher Wu sent you here, you don’t know who he is? Could it be that this is the patient that Mr. Wu picked up on the road?

　　 can't do it either.

　　 His heart flashed, Fang Jinshui quickly understood that it should be the imperial capital or the magic capital who couldn't understand the situation. Only then did he introduce Qing Wu Mianwu to take a look.

　　 Teacher Wu inherited the favor of his peers, not the favor of the one in front of him.

　　 "Mr. Wu is a big cow in our industry." Fang Jinshui said with a smile, "Hey."

　　 said, he patted a book on the left hand side against the wall.

　　 "This is the latest version of "Diagnostics", which was compiled and published by Teacher Wu and used as a teaching material. It can be said that the students who graduate in the next five to ten years will be regarded as Master Wu's disciples."

　　 "……"

　　 The man was taken aback, why is Laoyashan so big? ! Lin Xianchang's little uncle can actually compile teaching materials!

　　 Even people who are not in the medical industry know that the people who can write teaching materials are big cows, not the average big cow, but a handful of them.

　　 "Ms. Wu's only shortcoming is that he is young, so he has not been rated as an academician in China. However, he is already a foreign academician of the Academy of Sciences and Medical School in the United States." Director Fang said with a smile.

　　 People who carry the sedan chair and hold Teacher Wu high are good for oneself.

　　 In any case, it was Teacher Wu who brought people to see him to see a doctor. In the middle, he was a little careful and thought that Director Fang was very accurate. After all, they are old doctors, old directors, and there are so many people who see him for medical treatment. This kind of thing has long been commonplace.

　　 Seeing Sun Zhengye's stern expression, Director Fang smiled and said, "You are also a trustee. You can find Teacher Wu."

　　Sun Zhengye nodded.

　　 "Ms. Wu has just returned, and his hometown is here." Director Fang smiled, "That's it, Mr. Wu greets me. If you have anything to do, please come to me. As long as I can do it, I will never shirk."

　　 The man seemed to be thinking about things in his heart, stood up in silence, and shook hands with Director Fang~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and left.

　　 sent away the family members of the patient. Director Fang calculated the days and had another anti-inflammatory for another 5 days. After rechecking the lung CT, he could know whether the diagnosis given by Mr. Wu was a preliminary diagnosis or a final diagnosis.

　　Wait, although Director Fang is curious, what should I do if the inflammation can't go down?

　　 "咚咚咚~" The knock on the door sounded again.

　　 "Please come in."

　　 Director Fang was a little strange seeing the figure flashing at the door. It's all off work, why are so many people looking for themselves.

　　 Sun Zhengye walked in again, holding a kraft paper bag in his hand.

　　 "What's the matter?" Fang Jinshui asked knowingly. He glanced at the portfolio and knew what Sun Zhengye was here for.

　　 "Director Fang, you can also tell from the accent that we are outsiders." Sun Zhengye said with a smile, "Take care of you in the past few days. Please be careful. Please feel welcome."

　　Speaking, Sun Zhengye put the kraft paper portfolio on Fang Jinshui's desk, turned around and left.

　　 Fang Jinshui pretended not to see it. He smiled and said, "With Teacher Wu's arrangement, I will definitely try my best. Don't worry."

　　 This is Teacher Wu’s patient, and it seems that there is no shortage of money at home, so Fang Jinshui would naturally not be polite.

　　 Because Mr. Wu is there, Fang Jinshui has nothing to worry about. At the very least, you don’t have to worry about collecting the money. The family members of the patients made the weird request that there should be no bleeding during the operation.

　　 "Director Fang." Sun Zhengye walked to the door and saw Fang Jinshui's eyes not squinting, as if he hadn't seen the kraft paper portfolio, and he was very relaxed. He smiled and asked, "May I have an operation, Mr. Wu?"

　　 "It shouldn't be." Fang Jinshui's heart moved, and then he said, "You can ask Mr. Wu who introduced you to him."