When they arrived at the special ward, Zhou Chunyong and Linger were waiting at the gate early in the morning.

"Director Zhou, thank you for this time." Zheng Ren stretched out his hand with a spring breeze on his face, and thanked Zhou Chunyong very seriously.

"Boss Zheng, look at what you said." Zhou Chunyong laughed, "You are not at home, this is not what I should do."

Zheng Ren looked at Zhou Chunyong and should have said something on the scene at this time. But Zheng Ren felt that no matter what he said, it would be embarrassing, so he had to remain speechless.

"Director Zhou, this time I really helped. Don't leave tonight, have a meal together." Su Yun stood behind Zheng Ren and said with a smile: "Come on, let me introduce this, this is the patient's father, our old director's good friend, Brother Wang."

"Brother Wang, this is the director of the Imperial Capital University of Hepatobiliary Interventional Science and Technology, Director Zhou Chunyong and Zhou, and our boss's friend."

After Su Yun said a few light words, Zhou Chunyong became a little floating.

Friend... Are you considered Boss Zheng's friend?

Although he had a good word, he had been busy for a short day. But with only these two words, Zhou Chunyong felt that it was worth the price.

Shaking hands with Taoist Wang, Su Yun introduced Ling to Taoist Wang again, and the few of them turned around to the stairs.

"The child got much better after being injected with lidocaine. He said he was hungry in the middle of the night yesterday, so I asked my wife to cook white porridge and send it to him." Zhou Chunyong said: "But it started to hurt again after the anesthetics. I thought it was too late and didn't call you to ask if you need to inject lidocaine again."

"Yes." Zheng Ren also knew that Zhou Chunyong was really interested, but he was not good at expressing himself, so he just responded.

When Zheng Ren saw the son of Taoist Wang, he felt aware. In addition to some ion disorders, a bright styloid syndrome appeared in front of him.

Zheng Ren expressed his satisfaction with this.

I can really be proud of myself by consulting remotely and giving a clear diagnosis after several diagnostic treatments.

Now my clinical professional level can be said to be quite good.

"Boss Zheng, your surgery level is high and your diagnosis level is really high!" Zhou Chunyong saw Taoist Wang sitting at the head of the bed and felt sorry for his son. Boss Zheng looked calm and knew that he knew that he knew it, so he seized the opportunity to flatter him.

"Director Zhou, your lateral film is also very good." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "The position is right. I was worried that this film would not be done well, so the diagnosis would not be given."

"I did it when I was young. Although I can do it at the municipal level now, my level is just that, and I am definitely not as good as an old fry like me." Zhou Chunyong was not modest either.

That film can be said to be Zhou Chunyong exhausting his life's skills and showing his technical level to the fullest.

Sure enough, Boss Zheng's eyes were lit and he could see it directly.

Seeing that Zheng Ren was clear about the diagnosis and was just a minor problem, he felt relieved. He and Zhou Chunyong went to the reception room outside to sit and wait for Taoist Wang.

As soon as he sat on the sofa, Zhou Chunyong's phone rang.

He felt a little embarrassed, stood up and took out his cell phone. He was stunned for a moment. He wanted to say sorry to Boss Zheng, but he seemed to have forgotten about this and walked out directly.

"Old Zhou has something to do." Su Yun said.

"Well." Zheng Ren didn't care about Zhou Chunyong's private affairs, "Director Zhou is considered to be concerned."

"Boss, you have to get used to this." Su Yun whispered: "In the future, there will be more such things to flatter you."

Zheng Ren shook his head and refused to comment.

After a few minutes, Zhou Chunyong walked back with a ugly face and said sorry: "Boss Zheng, I'm really embarrassed, I won't go to dinner. An old friend of mine seems to be in trouble."

"What disease?" Zheng Ren asked calmly.

For doctors, separation from life and death is normal. If you see more, you will feel a little cold.

"Late stage of lung cancer." Zhou Chunyong sighed, "It was fine two months ago, but I had a small heart problem, so I had radiofrequency ablation. You said...ah, why did it become late all of a sudden?"

"Is it okay two months ago?" Zheng Ren was puzzled.

Lung cancer, even the fastest small cell lung cancer, will not be so fast. However, when encountering special circumstances, no one can say it well.

Zhou Chun was so brave that he nodded.

"Is there any movie?" Zheng Ren asked.

Zhou Chunyong hesitated for a moment. If someone else asked this question, he would either scold him or leave with a slander.

But Boss Zheng... Forget it, watching movies is not a big deal, it's just a twenty-minute delay.

"Boss Zheng, wait a moment." Zhou Chunyong said: "I'll let that side pass the film over."

As he said that, he began to contact.

"Is lung cancer advanced? Two months are too fast." Su Yun said in a low voice.

"Let's talk about it before you talk about it." Zheng Ren was also a little confused.

Soon, Zhou Chunyong came back with his cell phone. Su Yun built a group and brought Zhou Chunyong in.

This surprised Zhou Chunyong.

There was only Boss Zheng, Su Yun and himself in a small group, which made him a little excited. Unfortunately, his old friend's condition changed so suddenly that Zhou Chunyong was in a dark mood.

"Boss Zheng, two films, one was just admitted to the hospital three days ago. The other was just checked. On the other side, it was determined that the condition was progressing too fast and the person... it was not enough." Zhou Chunyong's voice became lower and lower.

He posted the film to the group, and neither Zheng Ren nor Su Yun spoke, and looked down at the film.

The film at the time of admission showed a shadow in the left lung hilar, accompanied by upper left pneumonia, atelectasis, and enlarged mediastinal lymph nodes.

After a glance, Zheng Ren began to watch the second film.

The first one is an ordinary CT scan, and the second one is today's movie with chest CT enhancement.

The film shows soft tissue shadow of the left hilar hilar, thickening and strengthening of the left bronchial wall, swollen lymph nodes of the left hilar and mediastinal lobe, inflammation of the left upper lobe, and a large amount of pleural effusion on the left side.

Very typical imaging manifestations of central lung cancer.

"Boss Zheng, the tumor markers have increased and time is tight, so I didn't ask for that." Zhou Chunyong added.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything, but watched the movie carefully and frowned.

Zhou Chunyong was a little confused. Such typical image data and tumor markers increased, shouldn’t we be diagnosed with just one glance, and then...

Alas, he sighed when he thought of this.

"He is so sick, I really didn't expect it." After Zhou Chunyong said, the room was still cold and cold. Not only Zheng Ren didn't say anything, but even Su Yun didn't say anything.

Zhou Chunyong felt that there were two machines beside him, roaring, looking for the possibility of lesions based on the image data.
Chapter completed!