Chapter 662 You have to cut the bag by yourself in the future

As the evening approached, Colonel Wang trembled in front of Mo Chenggui with the return form of tumor marker, "Look at what I said, there is nothing wrong with tumor marker, it's okay! Look at it yourself!"

"Colonel Wang, it doesn't mean there is no tumor. I am a doctor and my level is very high. You know, don't do useless work." Mo Chenggui said softly.

After 7 or 8 hours of psychological struggle, Mo Chenggui has become numb. If you have any problems, it is useless to worry.

I have told countless patients all my life that it is really my turn now.

A normal value of the tumor marker does not mean that there is no tumor, this is a fact.

Colonel Wang's words can only deceive ordinary people, but they cannot deceive the old clinical practice such as Mo Chengru.

Mo Chenggui knew what happened.

There are burrs on the edge of the space-occupying lesion in the lower right lung, and it can almost be determined whether it is lung cancer. The specific squamous cell carcinoma or adenocarcinoma depends on the pathological results after the operation.

The only thing that is to be happy is that there is no round metastasis in the lung lobes.

If the lungs are full of metastases, then there is no need to treat them.

"Yesterday Professor Mo pleated hemoptysis and had a CT scan, which was considered lung cancer in the lower lobe of the right lung."

Ji Xiang thought about it, and Zhao Zhe seemed to be right.

Emmmmm, thinking of this, Zhao Zhe didn't dare to think about it anymore and wrote his medical records honestly.

He paused and looked at Colonel Wang, "From now, you will have to cut the leather bag by yourself."

"Lao Mo." Colonel Wang felt sad when he looked at his old partner. He didn't persuade him. He was like this, and he still cared about a cigarette.

Although the directors, deputy directors and others in the province are well-known experts, there are thousands of surgeries a year, which is very experienced.

This life is impossible, and the next life is impossible.

Colonel Wang was stunned and then cursed, but his shiny bald head was a little dull.

"Although we are not doing thoracic, no one knows that coughing up sputum and blood, and checking for space in the lungs is basically in the middle and late stages."

"Be hospitalized first and have a PETCT." Colonel Wang said irritably, "Surgery immediately after all, you still have to have surgery after the operation."

...

If you have good fortune, you will be cured; if you have bad fortune, you will have surgery to directly spread throughout the body.

He is such a very good old attendant. Ji Xiang thought to himself as he looked at Lin Jiuze's back.

"You know what a bullshit! Athena told you, are you going to burn the small universe?"

When he arrived at the hospital, Zhao Zhe and Lin Jiuze had already started working in front of the computer.

Colonel Wang took a cigarette, lit it, took half a sip, the fireworks were bright, and handed the cigarette to the ink.

"All have been arranged, and I'll go when I get back after a few blood collection results."

But when it comes to himself, and when it comes to his old friend Mo Chenggui, Colonel Wang still has to choose the top three doctors in China to take the surgery, even if the operation is not much more difficult than cutting a leather bag.

As for postoperative surgery, it depends on your life.

running?

"Colonel Wang, give me a cigarette."

Running hurts your knees, yes, it hurts your knees.

"You said this person." Mo Chenggui took a breath and sighed softly, "It's all life."

Zhao Zhe sighed, and he continued talking without talking.

...

His words scared Zhao Zhe, but Zhao Zhe had become accustomed to a shock after several days of contact.

Mo Chengji walked heavily, walked to the fire protection passage and sat down.

The chest department has already said hello, and the bed is left in the single room, and I will be hospitalized tomorrow morning.

"Dog, you have to run." Ji Yongchang looked at Ji Xiang and the silly roe deer back. When he saw the energetic dog lying in the room after he came back, gasping heavily, and even was too lazy to stand, he said with emotion.

Xiaoji does not know how to undergo thoracic surgery. Besides, the right lower lobe is at most a lung lobe cut. If there is more than one, it is to remove the lymph nodes. The operation is not simple, but it is not difficult. It is a routine surgery.

"Don't talk nonsense, follow me to the chest department and go to the hospital for the surgery on the weekend. There is nothing wrong with it." Wang Datong said.

Zhao Zhe was still nagging, Ji Xiang had already stood up.

Now that I have lung cancer when Mo Chenggui gets, it is impossible for Ji Xiang to be sad.

"Professor Mo is just 50 years old, so why does he have lung cancer? Don't smoke or drink..."

Ji Yongchang scoffed at Ji Xiang's words.

“When will I check it?”

After changing his clothes and coming to the office, Zhao Zhe said mysteriously, "Xiao Ji, do you know that something happened to Professor Mo Chenggui."

He knew very well that Xiaoji was a man of nostalgia. When he first came to the Second Affiliated Hospital, his first teacher and his first medical team were Mo Chenggui and Wang Datong.

"What examination has been arranged on the chest?" Ji Xiang asked.

"What happened? I don't know, what's wrong?" Ji Xiang was stunned and a little nervous.

"This is a slippery run," Ji Xiang said, "Dad, why don't you run too. The silly roe deer is quite obedient. There are still many girls on the way to deal with him."

"Stop tossing, my situation...ah ahem, I know."

After dinner, Ji Xiang rode his bicycle to the Second Affiliated Hospital.

When he encountered such a big event, he did not trust his doctors at all.

Before being hospitalized, Mo Chenggui had to go home to clean up and take a shower.

Lin Jiuze didn't use anyone to teach him. After a few glances, he looked at the operating system of the Second Hospital, and was more familiar than Zhao Zhe.

Mo Chenggui suddenly laughed, "I remember a popular saying in the past few years: Level 10 loneliness, the loneliest thing is to have surgery alone."

After smoking a cigarette, Colonel Wang sent Mo Chenggu home.

"Doctor Zhao, Professor Mo is hospitalized in the thoracic surgery department?" Lin Jiuze whispered to Zhao Zhe.

"Hahaha." Colonel Wang laughed, "Do you think you don't even have an assistant in the position of the surgeon and have your own surgery?"

"Then it's afternoon." Ji Xiang said in a daze.

But what if you are sad?

Ji Xiang calmed down, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, Lin Jiuze smelled something like a hunting dog, and looked at Ji Xiang with his head turned around.

"I did CT yesterday, and the outpatient clinic also checked tumor markers. Today, I had a comprehensive physical examination, mainly to check for 64-row enhanced CT."

He quickly grabbed Ji Xiang, "Xiao Ji, don't worry. It's said that Professor Mo just finished the hospitalization procedures early in the morning, and there is nothing good about you when you go there. When talking to Professor Mo, he has to cheer up and accompany you. I know this feeling, and I don't want to say a word of nonsense."

Speaking behind the scenes, the space-occupying lesions are directly described as lung cancer without any concealment.

"Of course." Mo Chenggui also smiled slightly, "The surgery is not done by one person."

“!!!”

“…”

"Um."

"Take me to see."

Lin Jiuze opened the drawer, took out the notebook, and took a pen.

Zhao Zhe sighed. He was considered the leader of the medical team, but... Lin Jiuze spoke to him with a sense of pressure from a superior doctor. He notified himself, not discussing with him.
Chapter completed!