South City First Hospital.
Oncologist Department.
In the conference room.
Jiang Ming, Zhang Daping, Li Bo, Jiang Chen, and a large group of oncers were all gathered.
On the projector on the conference table, Wu Qianxue's brain X-ray was magnified.
The shadow of the tumor was clearly visible.
"The situation now is like this. The patient's brain tumor has completely deteriorated and has invaded the surrounding organs, especially the eye glands.”
"If the surgery is not carried out in time, the patient will be completely blind in a month at most, and the tumor cells will never be eradicated.”
Jiang Ming leaned on his walking stick and pointed at the projector screen.
"Now, we need to come up with a feasible treatment method to ensure that the surgery is completed within a week. We need to remove the tumor completely and ensure that the spread of cancer cells is eliminated.”
Zhang Daping sat on the chair and touched the gauze on his abdomen. He said unwillingly,"There's something more important, and that is to confirm the chief surgeon's hand.”
No matter what, this surgery required an extremely powerful doctor to be the chief surgeon.
He had to be at least an associate chief physician!
However, in the entire South City First Hospital, there were only two oncers who had reached this level.
A young attending physician like Li Bo was really not qualified.
"This is a real problem." Jiang Ming pinched his beard, feeling a little troubled.
Anyway, he could not go on the operating table. First of all, he was old and his eyes were a little blurry.
Secondly, he had cancer himself!
Zhang Daping had just finished his surgery and had yet to recover, so he could not do it either.
"Then go hire a freelance surgeon. Sun Zhongyun from Jianghai University can be the chief surgeon.”
Jiang Ming frowned and said helplessly.
The oncologist department of South City's First Hospital went to invite the oncologist department director of Jianghai University to perform freelance surgery.
If word got out, it would really be embarrassing.
But there was no other way. The patient came first!
If he could save a life, face was not important.
In the meeting room, everyone nodded helplessly. Only Jiang Chen's eyes flickered, but he didn't take the initiative to become the chief surgeon.
After all, this was not a small matter. He was just an intern doctor, and he was not qualified to go on stage.
"I'll call Old Sun over for a meeting now to discuss the details of the surgery. Everyone can leave now.”
Jiang Ming waved at everyone.
The doctors slowly got up and left the meeting room.
Jiang Chen left the meeting room and headed straight for Wu Qianxue's ward.
In the VIP ward.
Wu Qianxue had already changed into a hospital gown. Her face had regained its color, but her eyes were empty and filled with fear.
She turned on the live broadcast on her phone and left it there without interacting with the audience.
In the live broadcast room.
Countless viewers looked at Wu Qianxue's current appearance and had an indescribable feeling.
She was heartbroken and sad.
It was really annoying to have cancer in his youth.
"Sister Xue has a tumor of the hypophysis. It's quite rare, and there are many treatments for this disease.”
"I'm a medical student. Let me explain to you. Generally speaking, tumors of the hypophysis are mostly benign and basically won't turn cancerous. However, there are some special cases. Once the tumor changes, you can only lie down and wait for death.”
"Sister Xue, don't cry. We will always support you!”
"Regardless of whether you are young or old, everyone must take care of their health. After all, you only have one life.”
Jiang Chen knocked on the door and walked in.
"The hospital director and the doctors from the oncologist department have discussed it, and they want to ask Sun Zhongyun, the oncologist director of Jianghai University, to be the chief surgeon for you.”
Wu Qianxue turned to look at Jiang Chen and nodded with a faint smile."It's pretty good."
Sun Zhongyun was very famous in South China.
Basically, when it came to cancer specialists, they were doctors who were as famous as Jiang Ming.
"Actually, your condition isn't the worst. There's still hope for treatment.”
Jiang Chen sighed and chose to tell the truth.
He already had a complete set of treatment methods in the meeting room.
The Perfect Level Pituitary-Tumour Surgery Skill allowed Jiang Chen's brain to be exceptionally agile when dealing with a tumor.
The success rate of Jiang Chen's plan wasn't very high, only forty percent.
However, this was only for the average chief surgeon.
If he were to do it himself, he would have a 60% chance of success.
"Doctor Jiang, you don't have to comfort me. I still know what I'm doing.”
Wu Qianxue suddenly laughed." Besides, you don't know how to lie. You don't have any expression when you speak. How can you lie to anyone?"”
Jiang Chen was speechless.
"The results will be out in a week at most. You have to go to the operating table too.”
Jiang Chen didn't say anything else. He tucked Wu Qianxue in and left.
Jiang Chen's arrival caused a small wave of disdain in the broadcast room.
"This must be Doctor Jiang! F * ck! So handsome!"
"You speak gently and are considerate. I love you!”
"Don't stop me. I want to see a doctor. I want to find Doctor Xiao Jiang!”
"Don't go! Doctor Xiao Jiang was in a passive position. Be careful of getting cancer!”
Wu Qianxue was amused by the idiotic netizens in the live broadcast room and grinned.
That afternoon.
Director Sun Zhongyun from Jianghai University Affiliated Hospital had already arrived at South City's First Hospital.
Sun Zhongyun touched his Mediterranean hairstyle and looked at the signboard of the First Hospital of South City with emotion.
Thinking back, he had also walked out of this place back then.
Moreover, he had been colleagues with that old fellow Jiang Ming for ten years.
The past was like smoke, unbearable to recall.
Sun Zhongyun stomped onto the floor of the First Hospital of South City and walked toward the oncologist department with a smile.
He didn't expect that Jiang Ming, this old brat, would also have a day where he would beg for his master's help!
Sun Zhongyun turned left and right and entered the Oncologist Department's territory with great familiarity.
He pushed open the door and saw a dozen unfamiliar and familiar faces.
"Yo, Old Zhang! I heard you were sick, so I came to see you.”
Sun Zhongyun greeted Zhang Daping excitedly.
Zhang Daping snorted coldly and did not respond.
The two of them were also old friends, but they had fallen out because of a woman back then, and they had yet to recover.
"Hello, Elder Sun. I'm Li Bo, the attending oncologist. I'll have to trouble you with the rest.”
When Li Bo saw Sun Zhongyun's Mediterranean hairstyle, he inexplicably had a good impression of him, and Sun Zhongyun felt the same towards Li Bo.
The two of them stared at each other's heads and hummed in satisfaction.
"You're welcome. It's just freelance surgery. It's nothing. No matter what, I came out from here.”
Sun Zhongyun carefully sized up the young doctors from the oncologist department, including Li Bo. Then, his eyes narrowed deeper and deeper, and his doubts grew.
These people didn't look like they could be the chief surgeon for an bone tumor surgery.
Could it be that the surgery video on Jiang Ming's WeChat Moments was fake?
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