The Surgeon’s Studio Chapter 527 - If Not, How Great Would That Be

Chapter 527: If Not, How Great Would That Be

Chang Yue picked up the phone and waved at Zheng Ren. “Chief Zheng, it’s for you.”
Zheng Ren took the receiver. “Hello, this is Zheng Ren.
“Oh. Hello, Brother Zhou.
“Yes, okay, okay. Get the patient’s family to take the scan down for me to take a look.
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
“Orthopedics?” Su Yun asked.
“Yes.”
“Are they looking for you to embolize the transverse lumbar artery or the pelvic fracture again?” Su Yun continued to question.
“They need a second opinion for a patient with a bone tumor. Brother Zhou asked the patient to take the scan to see if we can treat it.” Zheng Ren also felt very helpless.
Interventional surgery was not a universal surgical method. There were not many diseases that could be treated with it.
Last time, he embolized the transverse lumbar artery because he knew that the vertebral body had to be removed. That was why he dared to embolize it. If he did not remove it, the vertebral body would die immediately after the embolectomy, causing fatalities.
“You are so easy to convince.” Su Yun rolled his eyes at him.
Zheng Ren ignored him. “There’s nothing Brother Zhou can do. Take a look at the scan. If you can help them then please do.”
“Boss, about that, I’m actually going to be leaving soon,” Professor Rudolf Wagner said the moment he walked in.
“Oh.” Zheng Ren nodded.
The patient with prostate embolism had recovered well after the operation. It was time for the professor to go back.
As a professor of Heidelberg University, he had been staying at Sea City General Hospital for a very long time. The professor did not even think much of it. Even Zheng Ren felt uncomfortable.
“Boss, you are not sad? This is a Gaha Toy.” Professor Rudolf Wagner made an exaggerated body movement, his long golden hair dancing in the air.
“Are you sure that the surgery will be fine when you go back and you don’t need me there?” Zheng Ren asked back. His words seemed…threatening.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was stunned for a moment, and then a flattering smile appeared on his face.
“Boss, look at what you’re saying. You’re an old man…”
“Don’t talk nonsense. When will you be leaving? I’ll treat you to a meal before I leave to send you off,” Zheng Ren said.
“The details haven’t been confirmed yet,” the professor said. “The patient’s bodily functions won’t allow him to fly, but it’ll take some time for us to cross Eurasia. It’ll probably take us about three to five days to get back to Heidelberg from here.”
Zheng Ren did not care. The professor had helped him a lot when he had first arrived until now.
While they were chatting, a middle-aged man knocked on the emergency office’s door, a distressed look on his face.
“Dr. Zhou sent you here, right?” Zheng Ren stood up with a warm smile on his face.
Su Yun glanced at him with disdain. He felt that the boss’s situation was a little similar to Chang Yue’s.
“Yes, you must be Chief Zheng then,” the middle-aged man said. “Dr. Zhou sent me here. Please take a look at the scans.”
Zheng Ren took the scan bag and began to look for relevant dates.
There were many scans in the thick bag. Zheng Ren wanted to look at them in chronological order.
Most patient’s family members were usually overwhelmed by this. It was rare for them to arrange the scans themselves in chronological order.
While searching, Zheng Ren asked, “Please tell me the progression of your illness.”
“Chief Zheng, my daughter is in her third year in Shanghai. In the past few months, she has been feeling weak all over. She often feels flustered and short of breath. Also, she feels bloated after eating something. At first, she didn’t mind. Half a month ago, she went to a hospital in Shanghai for a checkup and found that there were many tumors on her bones…”
As he spoke, his voice was choked with sobs, his tears falling silently.
It was hard to bear the pain of losing a loved one.
Zheng Ren wanted to comfort him but just as he was about to speak, he felt that whatever he said would fall on deaf ears.
Lu Xun had a saying, ‘A man downstairs is dying of illness. The family in the wall is singing a phonograph; the opposite is playing with children. Two people upstairs are laughing wildly and there is also the sound of playing cards. A woman on a boat in the river is crying for her dead mother. The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected. I only feel that they are noisy.’
In the past, when Zheng Ren was reading Lu Xun’s collected works, he did not feel that this sentence was very meaningful.
However, the longer he had been a doctor, the more he felt that this sentence was very profound.
Zheng Ren did not feel that they were noisy. It was just that sometimes, he felt very helpless about his own inability.
He found a film from half a month ago. It was a punctured chest and abdomen.
When the chest and abdomen were scanned, the doctor would leave an image of the patient when he found the source of the problem. The scan was not very detailed and the resolution was not that great, but he could roughly see the patient’s condition.
On the scan, there were dense white spots all over the patient’s bones. Some were big, while others were small. People who were agoraphobic would definitely not be able to see such a scan.
Those white spots were bone tumors.
However, it was also Zheng Ren’s first time seeing so many bone tumors all at once.
His first impression was that this patient was in the tumor’s advanced stage and could no longer be treated.
The bone protection medicine and the targeted medicine were already useless at this stage. To use the old saying, the patient was terminally ill.
Zheng Ren sighed in his heart.
“Boss, do you want to have dinner tomorrow night?” Professor Rudolf Wagner was still immersed in the sadness of his parting and asked the question dejectedly.
“Shut up, Lil Fugui.” Zheng Ren was not in a good mood.
The professor was stunned for a moment. He looked up and said in surprise, “Damn, I didn’t expect to see such a serious case here.”
“Shut up,” Zheng Ren said disdainfully with a frown on his face.
The professor could hear the unhappiness in Zheng Ren’s tone. He immediately kept quiet and stood behind Zheng Ren, watching him insert another CT scan into the scanner.
This was a 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction of the chest. Usually, it was mainly used to examine rib fractures.
At this time, it was the best way for them to look at the bone tumors on the ribs.
There was a visible decrease in bone density for the patient’s bilateral ribs. There were both white and grey pieces. From an imaging perspective, these were pathological changes in the bones.
If the patient did not go to the hospital in Shanghai for an examination, she would soon have a fracture. Clinically, it was called a pathological fracture.
This was a clinical manifestation of bone tumors and metastases.
Zheng Ren crossed his arms, holding his chin and carefully examining the images on the film.
The film seemed very normal, but Zheng Ren felt that something was wrong.
However, what was it? Zheng Ren was a little puzzled.
This feeling appeared when he first saw the film but disappeared immediately in his mind.
This kind of feeling was really bad. Zheng Ren looked at the film and carefully searched frame by frame.
It was not because of the bone tumor, but…what was the reason?
“Boss,” Professor Rudolf Wagner was a little confused, “why doesn’t it look like a bone tumor to me?”
“I also feel that there’s a problem,” Zheng Ren said softly.
The eyes of the patient’s family member suddenly lit up. From Shanghai to Sea City, there was not a single doctor who had said it was not a bone tumor.
His child had just returned, so he brought her to Sea City General Hospital to take a look. The plane tickets had been booked and she would be flying to the Capital. He had also found someone to contact a professor there.
It was not… If they were not bone tumors then that would be great.