The Surgeon's Studio

The days passed by.

The community Hospital was gradually getting on the right track. The chief residents and Associate Chief physicians under the Department directors from various places that Zhou chunyong had found took on the responsibility of first - String clinical doctors and worked the night shift without complaint.

The imperial capital Medical University's dissection class was beyond their imagination, and they were completely convinced.

They were all experienced clinicians, and they clearly understood the gap between their standards and the a - list, popular doctor su.

The difference was huge.

However, that was not all. Doctor su was only an assistant!

As for boss Zheng ...

Doctors were all about their skills and standards.

Doctor su was highly skilled, but from the way he spoke to boss Zheng, he knew that boss Zheng's skills were beyond his imagination.

He was not convinced that an expert was guilty, especially when he came to the imperial capital, where there were many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If he still did not know the depth of the matter, then he would have gone a little too far.

Therefore, they worked hard without any complaints, and no one dared to say anything. They only hoped to really learn the TIPS surgery.

Lin Jiaojiao accepted the patient. The surgery was performed by Zheng Ren himself, and the assistant ... Was Zhu liangchen.

The postoperative effect was very good, and there were no complications at all. It was completely different from the patients that Zhu liangchen had treated.

Initially, Zhu liangchen had criticized boss Zheng's crude operation, but after seeing the patient's condition, he was completely convinced.

As the second batch of 'students' returned to various parts of the country and the world, Zheng Ren realized that the progress of the [make a name for yourself stage four] mission was also rapidly progressing.

Everything was progressing in a good direction, and the days passed by step by step.

Zheng Ren was like this, but not everyone else was like this.

Zhao Wenhua was a little troubled.

He was from his hometown. A distant relative was diagnosed with bronchiasis due to a hemorrhage and came to the capital to seek medical treatment.

Bronchiasis was caused by chronic puss inflammation and filtration of the trachea and its surrounding lung tissues, which damaged the muscles and elastic tissues of the trachea, causing the deformation and long - lasting expansion of the trachea.

The typical symptoms were chronic coughs, coughing up large amounts of pus and phlegm, and repeated bleeding.

Although his relatives in his hometown did not have phlegm and pus, they had symptoms of coughing blood. Twenty years ago, if it was a serious case of bronchiasis, the lobular lobe of the lung would have to be removed.

Otherwise, people would die from blood loss.

However, with the rise of interventional surgeries, it was possible to use embolism to treat bronchilogiasis. The surgery was very effective, which was also a major branch of organ intervention surgery.

However, after Zhao Wenhua admitted his relative to the hospital, he had an enhanced CT scan of his lungs. When he saw the film, he was dumbfounded.

[Mild bronchiasis in the right lobe and left upper lung, and bronchipneumonia in the left lower lung.] [The base segment of the right lower lung is a pathological change, lung lung cancer is considered.]

It wasn't expansion, it was lung cancer!

In the office, Zhao Wenhua was looking at the film. The more he looked at it, the more distressed he became.

Although they were distant relatives, no one was willing to be the crow that reported the funeral.

He had no choice but to call his relatives in his hometown and explain his condition, pretending to be in pain.

After briefly explaining the situation, Zhao Wenhua sighed and said,""It's been diagnosed as lung cancer, and there's no good solution. I'll contact the cardiothoracic Department for you and see if they can remove it. "

The patient's husband, who was also Zhao Wenhua's distant cousin, was dumbfounded by what he said. He asked in a daze,"Brother, didn't you say we were expanding?"

"It's just a normal scan, I can't see clearly. " Zhao Wenhua was a little annoyed.

He looked down on the people in his hometown from the bottom of his heart. However, he couldn't just ignore it, which was a headache.

If it was only bronchiasis, he could quickly perform the surgery, and the blood he coughed up after the surgery would immediately get better, and he would also be able to feel proud.

But who would have thought that it would turn into lung cancer?

This matter is really troublesome!

"You might need to remove the lower right lung lobe, but all the current surgeries are minimally invasive thoracoscopies. You don't have to worry too much. You'll recover very quickly after the surgery." Zhao Wenhua said.

"Brother, Xiao Juan won't die, right?"

"Who won't die!" "There's no such thing as an undying person in this world,"Zhao Wenhua said in frustration.

His distant cousin was silent for a moment before asking,""Brother, tell me the truth. How much longer can Xiao Juan live?"

"I can live to death!" Zhao Wenhua retorted.

Zhao Wenhua would definitely not have done that if he was with other patients. However, his relatives in his hometown were poor and had a lot of trouble. Zhao Wenhua was annoyed from the bottom of his heart.

It was already eleveno' clock, and he still had to contact the cardiothoracic Department and find a hospital bed. This was all a favor.

However, Zhao Wenhua could not bring himself to say this.

He had to settle the matter calmly to show that he had connections in the capital and face his old family.

It was really difficult to get a face.

"It could also be an inflamed false tumor. We'll have to wait for the pathological results after the operation." Zhao Wenhua consoled him and chased his cousin out.

Soon after, Zhao Wenhua personally went to the cardiothoracic Department and asked for a hospital bed from Fang Lin. The number of beds in Room 912 was limited, and there had never been an empty bed.

Even if Fang Lin agreed to arrange the beds, he would wait until someone was discharged from the hospital.

Back in the ward, Zhao Wenhua suddenly saw Zheng Ren and professor Rudolph Wagner standing in front of the film reader, pointing at the film that he had forgotten to take down and talking about something.

"Boss Zheng, is the surgery done?" he was stunned for a moment before he immediately smiled and asked.

As he spoke, he squeezed in front of the film reader and wanted to take the film away.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was tall and strong. Zhao Wenhua tried to squeeze him, but the professor did not move an inch.

"Professor Zhao, are you done with the surgery?" Zheng Ren smiled, then continued to talk to the professor,""This is the illness. You've made so much noodles on that side, rich boy."

"Not much. Most doctors can't see this disease." Professor Rudolf Wagner pointed at the film and said,"it's not rare, but most of them have been misdiagnosed."

A misdiagnosis? Zhao Wenhua quivered.

"There was once a time when my father was directly removed from the chest department because of this illness. He used a laparoscope during the surgery, but he could not find the tumor. They're all idiots, looking for me for a consultation. " "After I diagnosed it, they said it was wrong," the professor said.

"Yes, it's indeed easy to treat it as lung cancer and have surgery done on it. However, the postoperative effect is also quite good. " Zheng Ren smiled."Have you tried interventional surgery before?"

"There are too few patients, they won't be able to make it to my place." Professor Rudolf Wagner was a bit regretful.

"Professor Zhao, this patient is yours?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.

Zhao Wenhua was very cautious. He looked around, but Su Yun was not there.

It's good that the sinister guy isn't here. It probably isn't a trap.

He nodded cautiously and looked at the x - ray carefully.

Judging from the conversation between Zheng Ren and professor Rudolph Wagner, they should be saying that he had misdiagnosed her.

Was this a clear slap to his face?

Zhao Wenhua thought about it carefully. He hadn't offended boss Zheng recently, and everyone was living in peace and harmony.

Was he finally unable to hold back and was about to attack her? Zhao Wenhua felt that the temperature had dropped by 20 degrees. Winter was coming.