"Su Yun..." Zheng Ren's voice became more and more hoarse, and he could only say two words before he stopped.

"Um?"

"You... ask Director Pan what disease has you been doing recently." Zheng Ren said in a low voice.

Although the distance is not far, Su Yun worked very hard to hear what Zheng Ren was saying.

"Are you suspicious?" Su Yun asked in surprise.

Zheng Ren made a gesture powerlessly.

Su Yun felt that Zheng Ren was like a trapped beast and wanted to fight Weiming's opponent.

But the ending has been confirmed. No matter how hard he tries, he will throw away his armor and lose his army. The more he works, the more damage he will suffer.

Su Yun shook his head slightly.

Even in Nanchuan Town, Su Yun did not feel this kind of despair in Zheng Ren.

"I'll ask." Chang Yue said.

Su Yun nodded, then leaned his head against the car window, and looked at the shadows of the trees flying backwards outside, and gradually became enchanted.

It was useless to struggle, and he began to simulate the surgery.

Cutting the lung lobe or cutting the lung segment is what you want now.

If there are no two points that are suspected to be metastasis, the lung segment can be cut so that the lower lobe of the left lung can be retained after the operation.

After surgery, the lung function damage is only about 15-20%, and the surgery is even more refined and can save more lung function.

However, the existence of the two suspected metastases changed the procedure.

Su Yun found it difficult to be sure, but if it is conservative, at least one lung lobe must be cut.

What would Zheng Ren think? This guy might want to do radiofrequency ablation to solve it.

It is more suitable to be close to the edge. You must also take targeted drugs after the operation and do genetic testing.

Su Yun felt that his mind was about to explode.

The phone kept buzzing, and the films came in one by one.

"Mr. Zheng, they said that after returning from earthquake relief, Director Pan's health was not very good. But no one noticed it at that time, thinking it was caused by long-term fatigue, so he would have been able to rest for half a month, and a month would be better. After all, he was so old that he still had a long time to struggle."

Zheng Ren listened silently, and Chang Yue tried to say more to ease the atmosphere.

"After coming back, Director Pan caught a cold twice. The first time I checked, I found that there was pneumonia. Oral medication was not effective. I wanted to nod the ceftriaxone. But I was allergic to the skin, so Director Pan had a stubborn temper, so I forgot it."

"allergy?"

"Um."

"How to judge? Director Pan should not have a history of allergies." Zheng Ren said.

He remembered that one time when he was having a meal, when drinking alcohol affected antibiotics, Director Pan said this.

"I'll ask." Chang Yue said.

Soon, she said: "I had a lot of rashes at that time, and finally..."

"Is the rash? Is it a necrotic papule? The central necrosis is like a volcano... cough cough cough." Zheng Ren said very quickly, and his voice finally rippled to a point where he disappeared, his airway spasm, and then he coughed violently.

Zheng Ren remembered the "acne" on Director Pan's forehead last night, and hope suddenly ignited in his heart.

"Neutectic papules?" Su Yun was stunned.

As a cardiothoracic surgery department, he doesn't know much about the various treatment mechanisms of lung cancer, but there is nothing to be ambiguity.

Isn't it lung cancer?

That's impossible. Although Su Yun was unwilling to believe it, the imaging performance was like this, and there was nothing ambiguous at all.

Zheng Ren is a coward! Su Yun thought.

He was escaping, thinking that it was other diseases, so he didn't have to face it.

Just like after learning the news, he lost his mind and, like many patients' families, had a pale face and a brief memory loss.

This guy... Su Yun sighed.

"They said they didn't know." Chang Yue replied after asking on WeChat a few words.

"Please go to the director and check it out immediately. The main thing is... it is on the chest, whether there is necrotic... papules." Zheng Ren said intermittently.

"Oh." Chang Yue didn't ask why, and went to ask immediately.

This is an attribute that a lower-level doctor should have. First execute it, and finally determine if there is any problem in the diagnosis. After calming down, you will give your opinions.

Volvo XC60 is driving silently on the highway.

The more you go north, the fewer cars, and the speed is floating on the edge of speeding.

"Mr. Zheng! Yes!" Chang Yue suddenly said.

"Let me see the photos." Zheng Ren said.

"..." Chang Yue immediately told Zheng Ren what he meant.

At this time, no one cared about whether Director Pan was happy or not. Even if Zheng Ren wanted the tiger's beard, he had to pull out two.

Soon, the photos were sent.

Chang Yue handed the phone to Zheng Ren.

Sure enough, there were many papules on the forehead and chest of Director Pan. Some had not yet become necrotic papules, while others had "volcanic syndrome" as Zheng Ren described.

Su Yun was surprised. Did Zheng Renzhen really guess the truth?

Not lung cancer? No, the imaging characteristics are simply too obvious.

"Boss, what's the disease?" Su Yun asked tentatively.

"I initially suspected that it was too tired during earthquake relief... Chang Yue asked Director Pan if he was with the southerners during earthquake relief and disaster relief. He ate something special!"

This time, Chang Yue called Director Pan directly, and there was no fear between superiors and subordinates. He was as anxious as he was asking the patient, and he was very unfair.

If it is to communicate with the patient's family, I am afraid that neither party will be very happy at this time.

But this method is the most direct.

Sure enough, Zheng Ren's guess was hit again!

Director Old Pan met the 120 ambulance fleet in Tiannan Province during the earthquake relief and disaster relief, and worked together for 4 days.

When we finally broke up, Director Pan invited him to eat the rat.

"Mr. Zheng, it's a mouse... Can that thing be eaten?" Chang Yue felt a little disgusted.

"Ask, is it a wild Chinese bamboo rat?"

The answer is yes.

"Su Yun, who is at the level of chest? How is Cao Guozhen's level?" Zheng Ren asked directly, but before Su Yun could answer, he said to himself: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let's talk after you go back."

The voice became lighter and lighter, as if he was comforting himself.

If it weren't for the previous actions, Su Yun would definitely think that Zheng Ren was hysterical and was all fantasized.

But this guy probably guessed something.

Chinese bamboo rat?

It is referred to as bamboo rat, also known as bamboo root rat, bamboo root pig, bamboo raccoon, mulberry, bamboo weasel, sam-root rat, and sam-root rat.

Many places have been raised artificially and are regarded as a delicacy.

The meat of bamboo rats is delicious, low in fat, high in protein, and contains a variety of vitamins and iron and zinc nutrients needed by the human body.

But... Su Yun began to look for relevant information in his mind.

But he searched for a while, but in the end he did not find any connection between Chinese bamboo rats and lung cancer.

Is it because I don’t have enough knowledge?
Chapter completed!