Half an hour later.

Zhao Zhe witnessed the people coming and going in Mo Chenggui's ward, but no one noticed Lin Jiuze.

This product is really amazing, Zhao Zhe was also dizzy when he saw it, and wondered in his heart that Lin Jiu should go to rob the bank, isn't that faster than being a doctor to get money.

Lin Jiu wrote something in his notebook, and the first time he looked up, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But then Lin Jiuze's expression became more and more serious, constantly writing, and constantly looking up.

Zhao Zhe couldn't stand it anymore, he barely allowed himself to see some of Lin Jiuze's expressions and movements, but his gaze involuntarily began to drift.

The feeling was really nauseous, and it aroused the nerve reflex, and Zhao Zhe had already begun to have symptoms of stomach discomfort, nausea and retching.

Is Lin Jiu a mosaic that Nuwa played when she created a man? Zhao Zhe looked at the ground and sneered in his heart.

After a few minutes, Lin Jiu came out, "Let's go." ”

Zhao Zhe's heart trembled, and Lin Jiu was unexpectedly gloomy, but he didn't continue to slander, but asked, "Doctor Lin, how is it?" ”

"I don't feel like lung cancer."

“！！！”

Countless exclamation marks floated on Zhao Zhe's head.

No? No!

The key is that Lin Jiu wrote and drew in the notebook, just like the ghost drawing, so it was very certain that Mo Chenggui was not lung cancer.

Although he said "humbly" that it was not lung cancer, Zhao Zhe thought that Lin Jiu was extremely sure.

"Dr. Lin, what kind of disease do you think it is?" Zhao Zhe's posture was extremely low, his eyes were looking at the ground, he didn't want to enter active stun mode by himself.

"I don't know, it's a little weird, wait for the 64-row CT to see."

Zhao Zhe didn't know if what Lin Jiu Ze said was true or not, and wanted to ask, but he didn't know what to steady, so he could only follow Lin Jiu Ze back step by step.

After thinking about it all the way, Zhao Zhe didn't figure it out.

Lin Jiuze is mysterious, could it be said that this is the motto of Harvard Medical School?

I don't know.

In the morning, Ji Xiang, Zhao Zhe, and Lin Jiu completed 6 surgeries.

Ji Xiang couldn't see the mood swings, but there were fewer words today, and Tang Yan didn't answer a word no matter what he said, so that the operation was extremely dull.

Ji Xiang didn't eat at noon, and came to the thoracic surgery department early in the morning.

Instead of going to the ward, he flipped through Mo Chenggui's medical records in the doctor's office.

Reading carefully word by word, Zhao Zhe even felt that Ji Xiang would see through the computer screen if he continued to look at it.

At half past one in the afternoon, Colonel Wang and Mo Chenggui came out, and Director Liu took Mr. Wu and others to follow for an inspection.

It's huge, and it looks like ...... Ahem, ahem, it's like a hospital-wide consultation.

"Xiaoji, you're here too." Director Liu said, "How do you know?" ”

"Brother Zhao told me."

Director Liu glanced at Zhao Zhe, but the corner of his eye fell on Lin Jiuze, and his mind was confused.

"Director, it's me." Zhao Zhe bent down and whispered.

Director Liu knew that Zhao Zhe had an excellent relationship with the doctors below, which was also a routine practice for doctors from lower-level hospitals.

Generally, doctors from lower-level hospitals come to study with the idea of making a good relationship, and no matter which department they go to, they will be good at dancing with long sleeves if they have a higher emotional intelligence.

As for Zhao Zhemo, it is normal to be mixed.

He is thick-skinned, Sheniu + talkative, he is familiar with him up and down in the courtyard, and for Ji Xiang's sake, no one embarrass him.

It is estimated that Mr. Wu told Zhao Zhe.

It doesn't matter who said it, it's not a secret, Director Liu glanced at Ji Xiang, and chatted with Mo Chenggui.

Burying needles, taking medicine, and waiting for Mo Chenggui to enter the CT room, Director Liu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Ji, you come." Director Liu beckoned.

"Director."

"We who are doctors have experienced more life and death partings than ordinary people." Director Liu said lightly, "Generally, it seems that if you experience a lot, you will become numb, but this is not the case. ”

Ji Xiang knew that Director Liu was persuading himself, but he didn't speak and listened quietly.

"In the past, the old director of the Department of General Surgery had cirrhosis and liver cancer because of hepatitis C. When he learned that he had liver cancer, he was scared enough. After all, he has had liver cancer surgery all his life, and the old director knows exactly what the disease is. ”

"He later went to Modu, first did interventional surgery, then surgery, and then knew that there were no good chemotherapy drugs for liver cancer, and he had to do chemotherapy when his body did not recover, and later he also did high-dose radiotherapy."

"Doesn't it look stupid?"

"It's not." Ji Xiang shook his head, "Just because I understand, I am afraid, and the means and measures are a bit extreme." He only has tumor cells in his eyes, so he looks a little extreme. ”

Director Liu bowed his head, "That's right, the old director left after less than a year." When we saw him off, we said privately that the old director was mainly scared to death. ”

Ji Xiang sighed.

"I know that you have a deep relationship with Lao Mo and Colonel Wang, and the more this is the case, the more you can't be emotional. Don't talk today, don't talk about what you see. ”

Ji Xiang nodded.

Director Liu recognized Ji Xiang's well-behavedness.

For this kind of demonic young man, Director Liu doesn't know what he is thinking in his heart, how much he can say, as for whether he listens or not, it doesn't matter anymore, just do your best.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, Mo Chenggui came out, and Director Liu asked Mr. Wu to send Mo Chenggui back to the ward for other examinations, while he waited for the reconstructed images to come out.

Unlike ordinary CT, 64-slice contrast-enhanced CT can produce normal images, and it can also be taken a step further and used as a reconstruction.

The director of the CT room personally carried out the reconstruction little by little.

There was a blood vessel that entered the space-occupying lesion of Mo Chenggui's right lower lung, and when he saw that blood vessel, all his illusions of Director Liu were shattered.

The image showed that the mass of Mo Chenggui's right lower lung was undoubtedly lung cancer.

The most important feature of tumor tissue is that the whole body feeds it, and it is self-evident what the abnormally proliferated blood vessels represent in the eyes of doctors.

"Lao Liu, that's pretty much it."

The director of the CT room, who completed the reconstruction as quickly as possible, sighed, "If it is suspected to be a malignant tumor, do you want to do a PETCT or needle biopsy?" ”

"I don't think so." Director Liu said, "I will contact Modu Pulmonary Hospital to find an expert to perform the operation." ”

The director of the CT room nodded.

There is no need for any puncture pathological tissue biopsy, and it is almost certain that it is a malignant tumor by enhanced CT, and it is the best way to cut it out directly and then do a large pathology.

There is a certain probability that there will be a metastasis in the needle biopsy, although the probability is not large, but there is no objection to the situation of ink into the rules.

And PETCT doesn't make sense.

"Okay, you hurry up, you can call me what you need, it's all your own family, you're welcome." The director of the CT room said.

"Director, why don't I feel like a malignant tumor?"

Just when the two directors were finalizing, Ji Xiang suddenly said.

(End of chapter)