Chapter 1341: 1301 He is actually thinking

1301 He is actually thinking.

Zheng Ren examined the lab reports and images very carefully, taking nearly twenty minutes.

Alpha-fetoprotein rose from 12 to 31, then to 50, 100, 1000—almost every retest, the value doubled.

The more recent the period, the higher the increase multiplier.

Other tests showed no signs whatsoever of residual tumor lesions or metastatic lesions.

Indeed, it was exactly as he had imagined.

After reviewing all the tests, Zheng Ren neatly organized the images and reports, putting them back in chronological order.

"Doctor Zheng," Li Hui asked hesitantly.

"Li Sister, that's right." Zheng Ren placed the images on the sofa armrest and said seriously: "I believe you must have consulted the heads of relevant departments at many hospitals."

Li Hui nodded.

"The conclusions are all the same; we just need to observe." Zheng Ren said: "Actually, that's what I want to say too—I suspect there are metastatic lesions, but current tests cannot determine where they are."

A hint of disappointment appeared on Li Hui's face.

Suspecting metastatic tumors but lacking evidence—that's the current situation.

"I've encountered similar cases before; the outbreak of liver cancer metastases is a growth that is hard to suppress. How is Lao Li's mental state, diet, and daily routine?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It's still okay, not much different from before." Li Hui said softly; her words were plain, yet they could not hide her disappointment.

"Hmm..." Zheng Ren pondered for a few seconds, then said: "In that case, if the elderly person has no objection to a plain CT scan, I'd like to do a whole-body CT."

"Whole-body?"

"Yes, including all areas." Zheng Ren said: "I'm currently in the Intervention Department, and my understanding of imaging is fairly in-depth."

"Dr. Mei Ha'er of the Karolinska Institute in Stockholm highly acknowledges Zheng Ren's imaging technology." Vice President Yuan interjected timely.

Li Hui was not surprised; she must have heard that Zheng Ren recently performed surgery for Dr. Mei Ha'er from Sweden.

That's why she came to 912, specifically requesting to see Zheng Ren.

However, for a whole-body CT, how many parts need to be scanned? How much radiation will be ingested? Ordinary patients and their families are concerned about this.

"I'll go home and discuss it with my father." Li Hui said somewhat hesitantly.

"Okay." After saying that, Zheng Ren took out his phone, pulled up a QR code, and said: "Leave me your WeChat; if Elder Li agrees to the CT, I'll let Director Chu know in advance."

Vice President Yuan looked at Zheng Ren and gave a slight smile.

This little guy really doesn't understand worldly affairs. Elder Li came to 912 for a checkup, yet you're using him to make connections?

However, he didn't speak, merely finding it amusing. Wasn't I like that when I was young, clueless and eager?

Li Hui immediately scanned Zheng Ren's WeChat, added him as a friend, then said goodbye and left.

"Little Zheng, how did you judge that?" After Li Hui left, Vice President Yuan asked seriously.

"Director, I highly suspect metastatic tumors, but the location is uncertain." Zheng Ren spoke frankly: "Even if I perform a CT, the chance of detecting it is not high."

Vice President Yuan stared blankly, "What do you mean 'even if I do a CT'?"

He actually said that!

Only with great confidence in his own technical skill would he naturally say such a thing.

He chuckled and said: "Sit down and speak, Little Zheng."

Zheng Ren felt a bit strange—why did Vice President Yuan want something from him, and why wouldn't he let him leave?

After performing surgery on Dr. Mei Ha'er, even someone as socially awkward as Zheng Ren could sense the change in attitude from Director Yan and Vice President Yuan toward him.

But to him, it didn't matter.

"Little Zheng, although Elder Li is not a medical-scientific expert, he has made irreplaceable contributions to the research and promotion of protecting our country's endangered and rare wildlife." Vice President Yuan said slowly.

Zheng Ren looked at his eyes and adopted the posture of listening to a teacher's lecture in elementary school.

"Elder Li being ill, I also feel regret." Vice President Yuan said: "People experience birth, aging, sickness, and death; it's normal to do one's best. Moreover, Elder Li previously sought treatment for liver and gallbladder at Xiehe and Di Du, and we don't have much connection with him."

"When I first started working, there was a nationwide campaign to save the giant panda with great fanfare. Do you remember?"

"Uh... was it when the bamboo flowered?"

"Yes, Elder Li was one of the main initiators." Vice President Yuan laughed: "If not... well, setting that aside, how confident are you in clearly diagnosing Elder Li's latent metastatic tumors?"

Zheng Ren pondered.

Before, he would have had absolutely no confidence.

Even the top experts at Xiehe and Di Du's hepatobiliary departments failed to diagnose it; to Zheng Ren, that seemed quite normal.

But now, Director Zhou Chun Yong of Di Du's hepatobiliary department is overly enthusiastic in a way that's almost excessive. The so-called experts, Zheng Ren views with a calm mindset, lacking the former reverence.

But to claim he could make a definitive diagnosis, that possibility is also not high.

Using the "Big Pig Trotter" diagnosis? Who knows—it might only give him a bone metastasis cancer diagnosis without specifying the location.

Looking at the CT, combined with his reconstruction ability, he could pinpoint a few possible spots. But what to do next and how to do it, Zheng Ren was still at a loss.

After thinking for a few minutes, the office fell unusually quiet. Vice President Yuan didn't urge him, but watched Zheng Ren with keen interest.

Young, honest, and earnest—these words appeared in Vice President Yuan's mind.

When Director Kong strongly insisted back then, neither he nor Director Yan expected it to be such a young person.

What did he think back then? The Nobel Prize nominee was just a gimmick, a way to add a splash of brightness to 912.

But it was only a splash of brightness; if taken seriously as a gimmick, one would lose.

Perhaps in a few decades he could grow into an academician of the Engineering Academy.

Back then, his agreement was mainly for two reasons: his status as a Nobel Prize nominee and Director Kong's persistence.

But looking back now, it truly is a great surprise.

In just a few months, this little guy has become remarkably capable. When I threw him the difficult problem of domestic liver disease treatment, he didn't wryly admit his inability; instead, he began to think.

He actually is thinking!

Thinking, it means there is a possibility. Although the possibility is not great, as long as it exists, it is a kind of breakthrough.

After a long while, Zheng Ren finally woke up, giving a bitter smile, he said: "President, you know my skill in reading images is high, but I also cannot guarantee it. There can only be a three-tenths chance of discovering an uncertain anomaly."

Three-tenths!

This is already high.

Vice President Yuan smiled and said: "Three-tenths is enough. Then I'll find time to persuade Li Lao."