Doctor of Healing

Colonel Wang took a cigarette in his mouth, lit it, took half a puff, the fireworks were bright, and handed the cigarette to Mo Chenggui.

"Tell me about this person." Mo Chenggui took a breath and sighed softly, "It's all fate."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and follow me to the thoracic department for hospitalization. On weekends, I will find experts from the Shanghai Pulmonary Hospital for surgery. There is nothing wrong with it," said Colonel Wang.

When encountering such a big event, he didn't trust his own doctors at all.

Although the director and deputy director of the Chest Department in the province are well-known experts, there are thousands of operations a year, which can be called rich experience.

But when it comes to himself, on the body of his old partner Mo Chenggui, Colonel Wang still chooses the top three doctors in the country to perform the surgery, even if the surgery is not much more difficult than cutting a leather bag.

"Don't worry about it, my situation...cough cough cough, I know."

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

"Although we are not in the chest department, who doesn't know that coughing up sputum with blood and checking the lungs for space occupation is basically in the middle and late stage."

"Hospitalize first, and do a PETCT." Colonel Wang said violently, "I'm going to have an operation right away if there's nothing wrong, but you still have to have a fucking operation after the surgery."

Mo Chenggui suddenly laughed, "I remember a popular saying a few years ago, ten levels of loneliness, the loneliest is to do surgery alone."

"Hahaha." Senior Colonel Wang laughed, "Do you think that standing in the position of a surgeon, you don't even have an assistant, and you can do the surgery yourself?"

"Of course." Mo Chenggui also smiled slightly, "Surgery is not performed by one person."

He paused, looked at Senior Colonel Wang, "From now on, you have to cut the bag by yourself."

"..."

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

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

The chest department has already said hello, and the bed is reserved in a single room, and I will go to the hospital tomorrow morning.

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

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"Dog, you have to run." Ji Yongchang watched Ji Xiang and the silly roe deer come back, saw the energetic dog lying down in the room after returning, panting heavily, and didn't even bother to stand up, feeling emotional Said.

"It's slipping through." Ji Xiang said, "Father, why don't you go for a run too. The silly roe deer is quite obedient, and there are many girls on the way who want to pick him up."

Ji Yongchang scoffed at Ji Xiang's words.

Run?

Impossible in this life, and impossible in the next life.

Running hurts your knees, um, yes, hurts your knees.

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

When they came to the hospital, Zhao Zhe and Lin Jiu had already started working in front of the computer.

Lin Jiu didn't need anyone to teach him. After a few glances, he was more familiar with the operating system of the Second Affiliated Hospital than Zhao Zhe.

What a handy old attendant, Ji Xiang thought to himself looking at Lin Jiuze's back.

After changing clothes and coming to the office, Zhao Zhe said mysteriously, "Xiaoji, did you know that something happened to Professor Mo Chenggui Mo?"

"What happened? I don't know, what's the matter?" Ji Xiang was startled, a little nervous.

"Professor Mo coughed up blood yesterday. The CT scan was considered to be lung cancer in the lower lobe of the right lung."

Talking behind his back, directly calling the space-occupying lesion as lung cancer, there is no cover-up, and there is no need to cover up.

"!!!"

"Professor Mo just turned 50, why did he have lung cancer? He doesn't smoke or drink..."

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

He hurriedly pulled Ji Xiang back, "Xiaoji, don't worry, it is said that Professor Mo just completed the hospitalization procedures early in the morning, so there is nothing interesting for you to go at this time. Talking to Professor Mo, he has to cheer up to accompany you. I know this It's a feeling that I don't want to say a word of nonsense."

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

"What kind of inspection has been arranged by the chest department?" Ji Xiang asked.

"The CT was done yesterday, and tumor markers were checked in the outpatient clinic. The comprehensive physical examination today is mainly to check a 64-slice enhanced CT."

"When will we check?"

"It's all arranged. At 1:[-] in the afternoon, I will go after the results of a few blood samples come back."

Ji Xiang calmed down, he seemed startled for a moment, Lin Jiu smelled something like a hunting dog, and looked sideways at Ji Xiang.

"Then in the afternoon." Ji Xiang said in a daze.

Zhao Zhe sighed, and continued talking without talking.

He knew very well that Xiaoji was old-fashioned. When he first came to the Second Affiliated Hospital, the first teachers and the first medical team were Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang.

Now that Mo Chenggui has lung cancer, it is impossible for Ji Xiang not to feel sad.

But what can I do if I am sad?

Xiaoji doesn't know how to do thoracic surgery. Besides, the lung cancer in the lower lobe of the right lung can only cut a lobe at most, and at most it can clean the lymph nodes. The operation is not simple, but it is not difficult. It is a routine operation.

As for postoperative surgery, it depends on fate.

If the fate is good, it will be cured; if the fate is not good, the surgical blow will spread directly to the whole body.

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

"Doctor Zhao, Professor Mo is hospitalized in the Department of Thoracic Surgery?" Lin Jiuze whispered to Zhao Zhe.

His words startled Zhao Zhe, but after a few days of contact, Zhao Zhe had gotten used to the state of surprise.

"Ah."

"You take me to see."

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

Zhao Zhe sighed, he was supposed to be the team leader in the medical team, but... Lin Jiuze had the coercion of a superior doctor when he talked to him, he was notifying himself, not discussing with himself.

Chapter 660 Don't Talk Today!

After half an hour.

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

This stuff is really amazing, Zhao Zhe also looked dizzy, thinking that Lin Jiuze should go to rob the bank, wouldn't that be quicker than being a doctor and getting money.

Lin Jiu was writing something in his notebook, and when he raised his head for the first time, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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

Zhao Zhe couldn't stand it anymore. He forced himself to see some of Lin Jiuze's expressions and movements, but his eyes began to drift involuntarily.

That feeling was really nauseating, which aroused a nerve reflex, and Zhao Zhe had already started to experience symptoms of stomach discomfort, nausea and retching.

Is Lin Jiu the mosaic made by Nu Wa when she created humans?Zhao Zhe looked at the ground, slandering in his heart.

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

Zhao Zhe's heart trembled, and Lin Jiuze seemed to be haunted and gloomy, but he didn't continue to slander, but asked, "Doctor Lin, how is it?"

"I don't think it's lung cancer."

"!!!"

Zhao Zhe had countless exclamation marks on his head.

no?no!

The key is that Lin Jiuze just writes and draws in his notebook, just like a ghost painting talisman, and says with certainty that Mo Chenggui is not lung cancer.

Although he said "self-effacingly" that he didn't think it was lung cancer, Zhao Zhe believed that Lin Jiu was extremely sure.

"Doctor Lin, what disease do you think about?" Zhao Zhe put his posture extremely low, his eyes looking at the ground, he didn't want to enter the active vertigo mode by himself.

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

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

After thinking all the way, Zhao Zhe didn't want to understand what happened.

Lin Jiuze is mysterious. Could it be that this is the school motto of Harvard Medical School?

do not know.

The morning passed smoothly, and Ji Xiang, Zhao Zhe, and Lin Jiu completed 6 operations.

Ji Xiang couldn't tell that his mood was fluctuating, but he didn't talk much today. No matter what Tang Yan said, he didn't answer a word, which made the operation 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 was looking through Mo Chenggui's medical records in the doctor's office.

After reading every word carefully, Zhao Zhe even felt that Ji Xiang would see through the computer screen any longer.

At 01:30 in the afternoon, Colonel Wang and Mo Chenggui came out, and Director Liu took Mr. Wu and others to go for an inspection.

The momentum is huge, it looks like... ahem, a consultation with the whole hospital.

"Xiaoji, you are 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 for a while.

"Director, it's me." Zhao Zhe said in a low voice while bending over.

Director Liu knew that Zhao Zhe had a very good relationship with the doctors below, and this was also a routine for doctors from lower-level hospitals.

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

As for Zhao Zhe, it's normal to get along well.

He is thick-skinned, social cow + chatterbox, he is familiar with everyone in the courtyard, and for Ji Xiang's sake, no one makes things difficult for him.

It is estimated that Mr. Wu told Zhao Zhe.

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

After embedding the needle and administering the medicine, Director Liu heaved a sigh of relief when Mo Chenggui entered the CT room.

"Xiaoji, come here." Director Liu waved.

"director."

"As doctors, we have experienced more life and death than ordinary people." Director Liu said lightly, "Generally, it seems that if you experience too much, you will become numb, but this is not the case."

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

"The former director of the general surgery department got liver cirrhosis and liver cancer because of hepatitis C. When he found out that he had liver cancer, he was terrified. After all, he had undergone liver cancer surgery all his life, and the old director knew exactly what the disease was."

"He later went to Shanghai, where he underwent interventional surgery first, followed by surgery. Knowing that there was no good chemotherapeutic drug for liver cancer, he had to undergo chemotherapy before his body recovered. Later, he also underwent high-dose radiotherapy."

"Does it look stupid?"

"No." Ji Xiang shook his head, "Because he understands, he is afraid, and the methods and measures are a bit extreme. He only has tumor cells in his eyes, so he looks a little extreme."

Director Liu nodded, "That's right, the old director left after less than a year. When we sent him away, we privately said that the old director was mainly scared to death."

Ji Xiang let out a sigh of relief.

"I know that you have a deep relationship with Lao Mo and Colonel Wang. The more you are like this, the less you can act emotionally. Don't talk today, no matter what you see."

Ji Xiang nodded.

Director Liu recognized Ji Xiang's cuteness.

Director Liu didn't know what was going on in his mind and how much he could say to this kind of monstrous young man. It didn't matter whether he listened or not, as long as he did his best.

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

Different from ordinary CT, 64-slice enhanced CT can produce normal images, and it can also be used as a reconstruction.

The director of the CT room performed the surgery himself, doing reconstruction bit by bit.

There was a blood vessel entering the space-occupying lesion in Mo Chenggui's lower right lung. When he saw that blood vessel, all Director Liu's illusions were shattered.