Chapter 472: The

"How many similar patients are there?" Fan Dao asked.

He was worried that the number of patients was small, and if they all refused, he would still have to do more work.

"A few hundred, I suppose," Li Zhuren, Li Ming, answered casually. "At first, I could remember the exact number, but later there were too many, so I forgot."

"A few hundred in total?" Fan Dao asked in surprise.

"A few hundred who have lived for more than 3 years after surgery."

"!!!"

Fan Dao felt a bit confused, a bit shocked, and a bit puzzled.

But all these emotions were instantly suppressed by him, and he said with full gratitude, "Li Zhuren, thank you so much!"

"You're welcome," Li Zhuren, Li Ming, smiled. "I will arrange for a doctor to coordinate with your side specifically. If there is anything you cannot resolve, you can call me directly."

This attitude was completely different from the attitude of Yang Zhuren of the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department toward him.

Fan Dao felt there was a huge pit waiting for him ahead, but when he thought about it carefully, there was nothing; everything Li Zhuren, Li Ming, did was what he had requested, and he was just cooperating like an ordinary person.

Seeing Fan Dao stunned, Li Zhuren smiled slightly, "Fan Dao, our small department cannot compare to Hepatobiliary Surgery or Neurosurgery."

"Oh?" Fan Dao did not understand what Li Zhuren meant by his words.

"They are large departments, and they have had big shots since the founding of the Republic. You know about the right to speak, right?"

"I know." Fan Dao seemed to understand something.

"For Interventional Surgery, I only manage a tiny bit. Let's just talk about Liver Cancer. The big shots didn't come into contact with it when they were young or middle-aged, so they don't care about it either. That is why our Interventional Therapy for Liver Cancer has never been written into clinical guidelines, and the vast majority of patients, or rather the vast majority of ordinary people, don't know about it."

"Not to mention patients and ordinary people, if we were to ask the medical staff of our Affiliated Hospital one by one now, at least 80% of the doctors and nurses would have a hard time explaining what the Interventional Department actually does," Li Zhuren said with some helplessness.

"That exaggerated?!" Fan Dao was surprised.

"Of course," Li Zhuren, Li Ming, said earnestly. "I am not flattering you, and I have no other requests. I just want to use the program to popularize science and let people know the scope, content, and effectiveness of our Interventional Department's work."

"However, having said that, I want to see what is said in the end, is that okay?"

"Yes, yes. When the program is being edited, you must come to provide guidance. We will strive to make a highly professional program; it would be bad if there were any flaws." Fan Dao's doubts vanished.

He reached out his hand and shook hands firmly with Li Zhuren, Li Ming.

"Li Zhuren, happy cooperation."

"Of course, the surgery just now was also very pleasant," Li Zhuren, Li Ming, said. "Xiao Ji Yisheng's surgical level is very high; no wonder he turned his nose up at Qin's recruitment."

This involved medical secrets that could not be aired on the program. Fan Dao vaguely knew a little bit, but he was not interested in this; he only thought about what he could film.

After the surgery ended, a doctor pushed the patient back, and Li Zhuren, Li Ming, assigned a young doctor to Fan Dao.

"Hello, Fan Dao. My name is Han Chu, and I am the Resident Chief of the Interventional Department. My title is Attending Physician." Han Yisheng introduced himself to Fan Dao very politely first.

Han Yisheng was very cooperative with Fan Dao's work, and in a very short time, he contacted ten "old" patients and found their records on the computer.

The Camera Crew began recording.

These ten patients were all the same as the patient who had just undergone surgery; they belonged to the late stage of Cancer, and they could not be treated with Surgical Operation or medication.

Han Yisheng first took out the imaging data of a patient to explain the location and size of the Tumor to Fan Dao.

A Tumor of about 10cm, and it was even after Liver Cancer Resection; the patient basically had no intact liver.

Fan Dao expressed that he did not understand this at all.

Judging by his previous "common sense," this type of patient already had one foot... no, their whole body had stepped into the gates of hell.

The second film was from just after the surgery; bright spots could be seen around the Tumor. Han Yisheng explained that it was the Lipiodol that had drifted in during the surgery, which could kill Cancer cells.

The imaging data from the second hospitalization follow-up 35 days later showed that the Tumor had already begun to necrose.

"Han Yisheng, I feel the change is not very big." Fan Dao was a bit puzzled.

"The patient only has one liver lobe left. If too much medicine is injected at once, the effect is indeed good, but the patient's liver function might not be able to withstand it. Moreover, one has to face the possibility of Tumor necrosis, rupture, and bleeding."

"So we always perform the surgery step by step. We have to observe the patient's condition after surgery; we dare not be too ruthless all at once."

"Some patients don't understand and think we are doing it to earn more money, and there is no way around that. But to be honest, who would want to eat radiation if they didn't have to."

After Han Yisheng finished explaining, he began to show the patient's other images.

As time passed, the Tumor showed changes at every follow-up, and even Fan Dao, who belonged to the ordinary "masses," could see that the Tumor had shrunk significantly later on.

The effect was obvious, and there was no need for Han Yisheng to explain at all.

After 12 surgeries, the Tumor on the image had disappeared.

The surgical effect left Fan Dao stunned. Someone whose whole body had stepped into the gates of hell was just "fished" back like this? If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fan Dao would definitely have thought it was a fantasy.

"The patient now has an Outpatient Department follow-up once every 3 months. This is the most recent film," Han Yisheng called up the latest images. "The liver tail lobe has regrown, and the patient has excess liver function reserve. It's amazing!"

"It's been six years already," Fan Dao muttered.

"Yes, this is not the longest one. We have an old patient with late-stage Liver Cancer who lived for 12 years. Later, he passed away due to a cerebral hemorrhage. At that time, there was no need to perform surgery anymore, so we negotiated with the Family Member and decided to give up, letting the old man pass away peacefully."

"!!!" Fan Dao felt that he had learned something new.

"Let's look at the imaging data of the next patient."

After Han Yisheng finished introducing one patient's data, he began to talk about the next patient.

The patient's medical history was similar; they were all recurrences after Liver Cancer Resection, and after Radiotherapy and Chemotherapy, the growth of Tumor cells still could not be curbed, and they were on the verge of death.

Under the premise of having no other choice, the patients came to the Interventional Department to receive treatment.

It was another long treatment cycle, and after more than a dozen surgeries, the patients recovered to normal.

Although Fan Dao knew that there was survivorship bias in this, the fact that a hospital could have hundreds of late-stage Liver Cancer patients "cured" over a dozen years was a number he could not accept.

Han Yisheng was very patient and introduced the patients and explained the images clearly and logically.

The Camera Crew was also filming the whole time.

In the Review Room, the Guangtou Zhuchiren asked with some confusion, "Shen Laoshi, can Liver Cancer really be cured?"

Professor Shen shook his head.

"It cannot be cured. These patients at the Affiliated Hospital look like they have recovered, but they still need to have a follow-up every 3 months. If there is a new Tumor, they need to undergo surgery again."

He explained it quite complexly, and the guests did not understand.

Professor Shen finally murmured, "But being able to extend survival time, isn't that quite good?"

(End of chapter)