Chapter 1941: Is the cancer late in the month?

Came to the special needs ward, Zhou Chunyong and Ringer were waiting at the gate early in the morning.
"Director Zhou, thank you very much this time." Zheng Ren reached out to the spring breeze and thanked Zhou Chunyong very seriously.
"Zheng boss, you see what you said." Zhou Chunyong laughed. "You are not at home, this is not all I should do."
Zheng Ren looked at Zhou Chunyong, and at this time he should say something about the scene. But Zheng Ren feels that no matter what he says, he will be very embarrassed, but he has no words.
"Director Zhou, this time really helped a lot. Don't go at night, have a meal together." Su Yun stood behind Zheng Ren and smiled and said, "Come, introduce, this is the patient's father, we are old. Director's good friend, Wang Ge."
"Wang Ge, this is the director of the Emperor's Hepatobiliary Intervention Department, Zhou Chunyong, Director Zhou, a friend of our boss."
Su Yun lightly said a few words, Zhou Chunyong, the whole person has some floated up.
Friend...Is it a friend of Zheng Boss?
Although I don’t want money for a good word, I still have a busy day after running. But only these two words, Zhou Chunyong feels worth the price.
Shaking hands with Wang Daoshi, Su Yun introduced Linge to Wang Daoshi, and several people turned to the building.
"The child was much better after the injection of lidocaine. I said that I was hungry in the middle of the night. I asked my wife to cook the porridge." Zhou Chunyong said, "It’s too late after I have had an anesthetic. I didn’t see it too late. You call and ask if you need to take another lidocaine."
"Yeah." Zheng Ren also knows that Zhou Chunyong is really sincere, but he is not good at expressing, just responded.
I met the son of Wang Daoshi, and Zheng Ren had a number in his heart. The diagnosis given by the system panel, in addition to some ion disturbances, appears in the front of the stem.
In this regard, Zheng Ren expressed his satisfaction.
I have a remote diagnosis, and a few diagnoses have given a clear diagnosis. This is indeed a small pride.
Now my own clinical business level can be said to be quite good.
"Zheng boss, you have a high level of surgery and the diagnostic level is really high!" Zhou Chunyong saw Wang Daoshi sitting on the bed and feeling his son, and Zheng boss looked calm, knowing that there were people in his heart, he took the opportunity to pat.
"Director Zhou, your stalks are also very good in the lateral position." Zheng Ren smiled. "The position is just right. I was worried that the film would not be done well, and the diagnosis could not be given."
"I did it when I was young. Now I will do it in a small hospital at the city level, but the level is just the same. It is definitely not as good as my old fritter." Zhou Chunyong is not modest.
That film, it can be said that Zhou Chunyong exhausted his life skills and showed his technical level to the fullest.
Sure enough, Zheng’s eyes are bright and he can see it directly.
Zheng Ren saw that the diagnosis was clear, but he was relieved. He and Zhou Chunyong went to the outside reception room to sit down and wait for the Taoist.
Ass just sat on the sofa and Zhou Chunyong’s phone rang.
He was a little embarrassed, stood up and took out his mobile phone. I stumbled over myself. I wanted to say sorry to Mr. Zheng, but I forgot about it and went straight out.
"There is something in the old week." Su Yundao.
"Yeah." Zheng Ren does not care about Zhou Chunyong's private affairs. "Zhou is a heart."
"Boss, you have to get used to this." Su Yun whispered, "In the future, there will be more such things in order to make you flatter."
Zheng Ren shook his head and couldn't help.
After a few minutes, Zhou Chunyong came back ugly and sorry, saying, "Zheng boss, I am really embarrassed, I will not go to dinner, I seem to be an old friend."
"What disease?" Zheng Ren calmly asked.
For doctors, life and death are normal. Seeing more, somewhat indifferent.
"Late lung cancer." Zhou Chunyong sighed. "Two months ago, it was still a good heart, and the heart was a little bit ill. I did a radiofrequency ablation. You said this... Hey, how come it is late."
"Is it still good two months ago?" Zheng Ren wondered.
Lung cancer, even the fastest-growing small cell lung cancer, will not be so fast. However, in the case of special circumstances, no one said it was good.
Zhou Chunyong was in a hurry and nodded.
"Is there a film?" Zheng Ren asked.
Zhou Chunyong hesitated a bit. If he asked someone else to ask this sentence, he would either swear a face of a skunk or walk away.
But Zheng boss... forget it, it’s not a big deal to watch the film, it’s only 20 minutes.
"Zheng boss, you wait a moment." Zhou Chunyong said, "I let the face pass the film."
Said, he began to contact.
"In the late stage of lung cancer, it is too fast for two months." Su Yun whispered.
"Look at the film and say it." Zheng Ren is also a bit confused.
Soon, Zhou Chunyong came back with his mobile phone. Su Yun built a group and pulled Zhou Chunyong into it.
This makes Zhou Chunyong flattered.
A small group, only Zheng boss, Su Yun and himself, which made him a little excited. Unfortunately, the changes in the condition of the old friend are too sudden, and Zhou Chunyong is in a dark mood.
"Zheng boss, two films, one was just admitted to the hospital three days ago. One is just checked, that side of the disease is progressing too fast, people ... can't do it." Zhou Chunyong's voice is getting lower and lower.
He sent the film to the group, and neither Zheng Ren and Su Yun spoke, looking down at the film.
The film at admission showed a shadow on the left lung and lungs, accompanied by inflammation of the left upper lung, atelectasis, and enlarged mediastinal lymph nodes.
After glanced at it, Zheng Ren began to watch the second film.
The first one is the ordinary t-scan, the second one, which is today's film is the chest t enhancement.
The left lung hilar soft tissue shadow was seen in the film, and the left bronchial wall was thickened with enhancement ~EbookFREE.me~ left hilar, mediastinal lymphadenopathy, inflammation of the left upper lobe, left middle-large pleural effusion.
Very typical image of central lung cancer.
"Zheng boss, the tumor markers are increasing, the time is a bit tight, I did not ask that face." Zhou Chunyong added a sentence.
Zheng Ren did not speak, but looked at the film carefully and frowned.
Zhou Chunyong does not understand, such typical image data, as well as tumor markers, should not be diagnosed at a glance, then ...
Hey, he thought of it, he sighed.
"He is too sick, I really didn't expect it." Zhou Chunyong said, the room was still cold and cold, not only Zheng Ren did not speak, even Su Yun did not speak.
Zhou Chunyong felt that he was surrounded by two machines and was roaring, looking for the possibility of lesions based on image data.
Did you read it wrong? Zhou Chunyong was amazed. He glanced at Zheng Ren and Su Yun, sat down silently, turned on the phone and watched the film again...