"Wait a moment, Director Chu." Zheng Ren's expression was serious, his hands were opened quickly, and he started to reconstruct the data with a simple CT scan.

Looking at Zheng Ren's hand speed, Director Chu was extremely envious.

Old doctors have rich clinical experience, while young doctors have abundant energy and...hand speed.

This experience and physical strength are combined into one?

That's impossible.

Boss Zheng may be an exception, but if you reconstruct, there will definitely be no metastasis.

Director Chu firmly believes in this.

He shook his head again, stood up and turned around and left. Since Boss Zheng insisted, let him do it. Anyway, he didn't like it, so there was no need to watch it here.

After several directors left, Dr. Liang stayed.

He glanced at the image, but didn't see anything. But Boss Zheng stared at the originally boring image, as if he was watching some bloody and violent blockbuster, with relish.

"Boss Zheng, have you found out where the problem is?" Dr. Liang asked.

His voice was very small, as if he was worried that his voice would be slightly louder, which would affect Zheng Ren's thinking.

"It should be between the 6 and 7th thoracic vertebrae." After Zheng Ren said that, he did not keep it indifferent, but instead clicked a position on the image on the screen with his mouse.

“Here, the density is different from other locations.”

"..." Dr. Liang scratched his head.

There is no difference between the location displayed on the image and other locations that are visible to the naked eye, at least you cannot see it yourself.

"See it." Zheng Ren looked at the screen and was happy on his own. "It should be here. When I finish the whole thing, if there is no other location, I can make a judgment."

"..." Dr. Liang could feel the joy in Zheng Ren's tone, but he still didn't know where it was.

He watched it for another hour. Whenever he finished a CT three-dimensional reconstruction, Boss Zheng would go back and compare it with the 6 and 7th thoracic vertebrae.

It seems that Boss Zheng is becoming more and more sure that there is something wrong with that position.

Dr. Liang didn't find it boring. Sitting here, I was already very happy just by looking at Boss Zheng's hand speed.

With just this speed, it’s great to participate in e-sports, with an annual salary of 100 million yuan.

But as soon as the thought came to mind, Dr. Liang laughed.

It is said that Boss Zheng gave a lecture to a foreign expert group two days ago, and he charged $300,000 per person.

Annual salary? Will Boss Zheng care?

Oh, it would be great if I had this speed.

Dr. Liang watched it for a while, but although he couldn't understand it, his hands were extremely itchy. He went to the back to turn on a machine, and called out the film made by Zheng Ren, and compared it carefully.

The density is really slightly different, but Dr. Liang suspected that it was the psychological effect he had after hearing Zheng Ren said.

Where did he compare? Zheng Ren continued to do it all the way and took him four and a half hours to complete the CT reconstruction.

The workload this time is particularly large because the data required is extremely fine and has exceeded the most meticulous level of clinical requirements.

After the whole body CT images were completed, it was already past twelve o'clock noon.

Zheng Ren stood up and saw that Dr. Liang was still comparing two images, so he patted him on the shoulder.

Dr. Liang almost bounced off the chair as if he was frightened.

"You don't have to be so intense, right?" Zheng Ren smiled.

"I'm so impressed." Dr. Liang was a little embarrassed. He randomly pointed to a point on the influence and said, "Is it here?"

"Well, there are problems nearby. The point you are pointing is particularly problematic." Zheng Ren said.

Dr. Liang was full of joy and then said, "I thought it was what I thought it was."

"It's not subjective consciousness, nor is it an artifact, here..." Zheng Ren sighed as he said that.

"What's wrong, Boss Zheng?" asked Dr. Liang.

"I don't know how to prove that it is a malignant tumor." Zheng Ren said helplessly.

Only then did Dr. Liang realize that the images he and Boss Zheng had studied for a whole morning may have no meaning at all.

Drink a basin of cold water on the head.

"I'll think about it again when I go back." Zheng Ren smiled slightly and said, "You can upload the video for me, and you can make a copy of the video."

"good."

"Then I'll leave first."

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he turned around and left the CT chamber, thinking about what method to determine if the abnormal image at the thoracic vertebra of Mr. Li 6 and 7 was a latent metastatic lesion.

It is very difficult to judge abnormalities. Even if it is a destructive surgery, the vertebrae will be removed, and it will be difficult for the pathology department to find a small number of tumor cells.

It seemed that it was still early, and Zheng Ren remembered that Su Yun said he would meet Peng Jia and Uncle Ning to discuss things together in the afternoon.

While thinking about the systematic diagnosis and the images he had just made, Zheng Ren compared various imaging examinations in his mind and walked back to the department.

In the office, Chang Yue and Liu Zewei were busy.

Liu Zewei was writing medical records, while Chang Yue was communicating and explaining to a woman in her forties and dressed in an extremely charming manner.

Zheng Ren did not disturb the two of them and sat in the position he often sat.

"Girl, you said that you have such a serious illness, and that devil still has to be cured! Isn't this a pity for burning too much money?" The woman said to Chang Yue while trimming her nails.

"You can't say that. Now Professor Zheng's new technique has a very high success rate." Chang Yue smiled, and Zheng Ren felt the special impatientness in her words.

"It's all blown out." The woman lowered her head and said with confidence: "If there was no company that said that as long as she agreed to the live broadcast of the surgery, I would have been able to bear the full cost, so I wouldn't have brought him here."

"It's Xinglinyuan Company, in order to popularize Professor Zheng's new TIPS surgery." Chang Yue's smile became more and more polite, and she felt unfamiliar.

"I don't know which group I heard that the surgery will be cured. You said that this disease is the only way to take enticavir orally after it is done. It costs more than ten or dozens of dollars a day. If you have that money, what can I do?"

Chang Yue no longer wants to be perfunctory anymore.

"Girl, you can tell my sister a real deal. How long can the dead ghost live?"

"It's probably okay in 20 or 30 years." Chang Yue said.

"Impossible, look at his belly, which is bigger than my ten months of pregnancy. I took a few steps along the way and stopped waiting for him and moved over step by step. This man has a strong desire to survive when he is dying. Wouldn't it be good to die honestly?"

Zheng Ren was speechless.

What the woman meant was that she walked in front of her own, and the patient moved step by step, persisted to the imperial capital, and came to the 912 Hospital.

"But what's the use of wanting to survive? You'll have to die in the end? I saw him when I took him to another hospital for treatment. This was the late stage. A patient had this surgery and died so badly."

"..." Zheng Ren sighed softly.

Chang Yue also remained silent and began to print various explanation materials, preparing to let her sign.
Chapter completed!