According to He Jiuliang's experience, as long as a patient of this age has a little metastasis, the surgery will be in vain. Besides, the tumor size of this patient cannot be said to be large, but it is definitely not small, almost 3 cm.

It is best to control the early stage of cancer to be within 1 cm. The possibility of tumors within 1 cm invading other organs is extremely small, and the five-year survival rate is extremely high. However, in China, it is too difficult to find such early tumors. There are many discoveries abroad, and abroad is indeed better than in China in terms of early screening of cancer.

The non-extremely early tumors are difficult for patients and doctors, and the result is sad. The disease of pancreatic cancer is even more prominent. Because there are no targeted drugs for pancreatic cancer. It is precisely because the cancer metastasis is the drug and not just surgery.

So Xie Wanying raised the issue of medicine with Tao Zhijie at the beginning, which was taken into account.

In desperation, the surgeon could only work harder in the operation.

"You can do it." Song Xuelin calculated based on the situation he saw in reality and made the main judgment.

"What?" He Jiuliang almost thought his ears were deaf, and he didn't listen to a word about the guy he had just said.

"Make a section." Song Xuelin decided that he could do it, and then wait for the pathology department to report the quick report from the pathology department to determine the scope of the operation, which was equivalent to completely denying He Jiuliang's suggestions, which indirectly indicated that the patient's condition was not the most serious that He Jiuliang believed.

"Do you think the pathological results will be relatively good?" He Jiuliang asked after hearing the implication.

"It's not me, it's what Dr. Xie thinks." Song Xuelin told the truth, "We are a team."

Good guy, the newcomer formed a group to fight monsters. He Jiuliang was so amused that he turned around and asked Xie Wanying: "What did you say?"

Xie Wanying honestly answered the senior's words: "If it is a young female patient, solid pseudo-***********************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************

"The patient's CT doesn't seem to be like this cancer." He Jiuliang remembers that the CT shows that the malignant nature of the tumor is not very good. For this reason, Tao Zhijie was worried that the patient would have pancreatic blastoma with a very high degree of malignancy.

"Panthoplastoma is more common in children," Xie Wanying added.

As a pathologist in my previous life, I was more aware of the patient population of these two types of cancers. There may have been rare cases across age groups, but they are pitifully rare.

"Besides, her gastrointestinal symptoms have been going on for a long time, and pancreatic blastoma will progress very quickly." Xie Wanying said again, "It would be better to say that her cancer cell is the result of recent benign deterioration."

While thinking about her words, He Jiuliang asked Song Xuelin again: "Did you decide to take her opinion?"

The seniors were under pressure. I felt that Xie Wanying's analysis seemed reasonable, but there was no clear evidence to be sure, so I could only say: "Wait for the pathology to be analyzed." Song Xuelin's hoarse voice showed these words, showing his calm and cold color during the operation.

Look at the first time these two newcomers took the lead with Ichisuke and led the operation, and it seemed that they were pretending to be serious. He Jiuliang stood beside him, wanting to watch the follow-up.

As soon as the door of the operating room opened, Tao Zhijie came back as promised. He brushed his hands, put on the surgical gown, and participated in the operating table and entered the general guidance state. He first asked about the findings: "How is the situation?"
Chapter completed!