Chapter 1382 Unable to Decide

"Wait a minute, Director Chu." Zheng Ren's expression was serious, his hands were wide open, and he started to reconstruct with simple CT scan data.

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

The old doctor has a wealth of clinical experience. And the young doctor has plenty of energy and...hand speed.

This experience and physical strength combined into one?

That's impossible.

Boss Zheng may be a special case, but if it is reconstructed, there will be absolutely no metastases.

Director Chu firmly believes in this.

He shook his head again, stood up and turned away. Since Boss Zheng insists, let him do it. Anyway, if you don't like it, you don't need to watch it here.

After several directors left, Dr. Liang stayed.

He glanced at the image and saw nothing. It's just that Boss Zheng stared at the original boring image, as if he was watching some bloody and violent blockbuster, with relish.

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

His voice was very small, as if he was worried that if he spoke a little louder, it would affect Zheng Ren's thinking.

"It should be between the 6th and 7th thoracic vertebrae." After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he didn't sell anything, but used the mouse to click on a position on the image on the screen.

"Here, the density is not the same as other locations."

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

At that position, there is no visible difference between what is displayed on the image and other positions, at least I can't see it myself.

"I see." Zheng Ren looked at the screen and was happy to himself, "It should be here. When I finish the whole thing, if there are no other places, I can judge."

"..." 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, and every time he finished a CT 3D reconstruction, Boss Zheng would go back and compare it with the 6th and 7th thoracic vertebrae.

It seems that Boss Zheng is becoming more and more certain that there is something wrong with that location.

Dr. Liang didn't find it boring. Sitting here, just watching Boss Zheng's hand speed, he was already very happy.

With this speed, it would be great to participate in e-sports, with an annual salary of 100 million.

But as soon as the thought appeared, Dr. Liang laughed.

It is said that Boss Zheng gave lectures to a group of foreign experts two days ago, and one person charged 300,000 US dollars.

annual salary? Will Boss Zheng care?

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

Dr. Liang watched it for a while. Although he couldn't understand it, his hand was extremely itchy. He went to the back and opened a machine, 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 that appeared after he heard what Zheng Ren said.

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

This time, the workload is particularly heavy, because the required data is extremely detailed, which has exceeded the most detailed level of clinical requirements.

After the whole body CT image was done, it was past twelve noon.

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

Dr. Liang seemed to be frightened and almost didn't bounce off his chair.

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

"I saw it." Dr. Liang was a little embarrassed. He pointed to a random point on the influence and said, "Is it here?"

"Well, there are problems around there. The point you are referring to is particularly problematic." Zheng Ren said.

Dr. Liang was full of joy, and then said: "I thought it was my subjective opinion."

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

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

"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 all morning might not make sense at all.

A basin of cold water was poured down.

"I'll think about it when I go back." Zheng Ren smiled slightly and said, "Upload the image for me, the film... You can make a copy."

"it is good."

"Then I'll go first."

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he turned and left the CT room, thinking about how to determine that the abnormal images at the positions of Mr. Li's 6th and 7th thoracic vertebrae were latent metastatic lesions.

It is very difficult to judge the abnormality. Even if it is a destructive operation and the vertebral body is removed, it is difficult for the pathology department to find a small amount of tumor cells.

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

Zheng Ren thought about the system diagnosis and the images he had just made, compared various imaging tests in his mind, and walked back to the department.

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

Liu Zewei was writing the medical records, while Chang Yue was communicating and explaining to a woman in her forties who was dressed very coquettishly.

Zheng Ren didn't disturb the two of them and sat down in his usual seat.

"Sister, you said that such a serious illness, the dead ghost has to treat it! Isn't this too much money to burn?" The woman said to Chang Yue while manicuring her nails.

"It can't be said that, now Professor Zheng's new technique has a high success rate." Chang Yue smiled, and Zheng Ren felt the special impatience in her words.

"It's all blown out." The woman lowered her head while manicuring her nails, and said with certainty: "If there is no company that says that as long as they agree to live broadcast of the surgery, they can bear all the expenses, I wouldn't bring him here."

"It's Xinglinyuan Company, in order to popularize Professor Zheng's new TIPS operation." Chang Yue's smile became more polite, showing a strangeness.

"I don't know which group of dead ghosts heard that the operation will be done. You said that it is just this disease, and you have to take entecavir orally after it is done. It costs ten or ten yuan a day. With that money, what's wrong with doing something?"

Chang Yue no longer wanted to perfunctory.

"Sister, tell your sister, how long can the dead ghost in my family live?"

"It is estimated that there will be no problem in twenty or thirty years." Chang Yue said.

"Impossible, look at his belly, it's bigger than my pregnancy in October. This way, I'll stop and wait for him after a few steps, and move over step by step. This man, when he is about to die, his desire to survive is Really strong. Isn't it good to die honestly?"

Zheng Ren was speechless.

Listening to the woman meant that she walked in front of herself, the patient moved step by step, insisted on reaching the imperial capital, and came to the 912 hospital.

"But what's the use of wanting to live? Don't you have to die in the end? I have seen him when I took him to see a doctor in other hospitals. He is considered to be the late stage of the late stage. There was a patient who had this operation and died old age. damn."

"..." Zheng Ren sighed softly.

Chang Yue also kept silent, and began to print out various explanation materials, ready for her to sign.

"It's alright, girl, you don't need to tell me about all kinds of complications. Do you know why I want to come together?" The woman blew her nails and glanced at the sun, feeling very satisfied.