Chapter 1469: with translation of chapter title

"Hey, I'm talking to you, what are you spacing out for?" Su Yun said unhappily.

"Many doctors have looked at it, it's useless." Wu Hui said, a bit discouraged.

"Boss, look, I just said I don't want to deal with these people." Su Yun said disdainfully: "I don't trust you from the bottom of my bones. The Qin family is the same; let's not leave—if Qin Lu can survive 24 hours, I'll write the Su character backwards."

"I'll stay behind to see how they hold the funeral!"

"This is because I didn't sleep well, my temper is a bit irritable."

"Or is it because I didn't drink well?"

Zheng Ren didn't know.

Wu Hui grabbed Su Yun's arm in one grip, giving a bitter smile: 'Doctor Su…'

"Call me Yun Ge'er." Su Yun said coldly.

"……" Wu Hui wasn't used to calling her that, but it seemed the eldest miss of the Zou family had also been called that in his memory, and he didn't think much of it.

"Yun Ge'er, you probably already know about my affair with Peilan."

"Yeah, for the sake of gaining fans, I dare not make it public." Su Yun's expression eased slightly as she said.

"Our line of work is really tough."

"Don't talk nonsense, as a doctor, not to mention flying ten thousand miles from Di Du to Xianggang with a Flying Knife to give a diagnosis, yet the patient's family still doesn't believe it. Tell me, what is this all about?" Su Yun said: "And there are people like you who would rather get an enema at a Community Hospital. Tell me, do you have a brain problem?"

Wu Hui was caught red-handed; there's really nothing to refute about this.

"Last time's matter, I'm truly grateful; after I came back I prepared to go to Di Du to see you and Boss Zheng, isn't it just that Peilan fell ill?" Wu Hui said sincerely: "I didn't dare come during the day, for fear of being seen."

"They've already metastasized; if we don't look now, we won't see them." Su Yun said expressionlessly.

"But……"

"They say actors have no righteousness, and indeed it's true." Su Yun's words were especially sharp, not leaving Wu Hui even a shred of face.

Zheng Ren listened, expressionlessly gazing at the night curtain outside the car window, and also didn't stop Su Yun.

Wu Hui's emotions shifted, as if he wanted to rebut.

But he didn't know what to say.

After a few seconds, Wu Hui gave a bitter smile and said: "I've been overthinking it; after all these years, one must give a title."

"That's what counts as a man." Su Yun nodded.

"I'll make a call first; Peilan's side is probably already asleep." Wu Hui took out his phone, after the call connected he asked a few gentle words, then hung up.

"Let's go, we're troubling Boss Zheng and Yun Ge'er again." Wu Hui said.

"It's not a hassle; let's say first, the scan shows only some minor issues, likely still a metastasis. As for where the primary lesion is, the doctors at Harmony Nurture couldn't see it, and we might not either." Su Yun said.

Harmony Nurture is not a Community Hospital in the United States.

Here renowned doctors gather; Qin Lu's illness, even the Big Pig Trotter couldn't diagnose, and Zheng Ren now can't be sure.

Peilan's condition is probably a rare tumor that metastasizes in a short time. Such cases occasionally appear clinically, and its malignancy is not ordinary high.

It's estimated Peilan has less than three months to live; taking a look is just doing what little we can.

Several people got out of the car, then turned back.

This time Wu Hui still wore a mask and such gear, but he was no longer sneaky; it seemed after being scolded a few times by Su Yun, he also let go.

They arrived at a ward, Wu Hui knocked on the door, and soon someone opened it.

Peilan wore no makeup, her face somewhat wan, yet she looked hardly different from on stage or on TV.

Her looks are still on point, not the kind of beauty that's Photoshopped.

She casually wore a set of loungewear, not a hospital gown.

"'Hui Ge, what's up?' Peilan also habitually glanced left and right, seeing three people following, she blinked in surprise."

Su Yun's top-tier celebrity looks naturally caught the eye first; and there was even the miss of the Zou family?

"'Miss Zou, why are you here too?' Peilan, though suddenly faced with a major change, heart as dead ashes, still habitually greeted Zou Yu first."

"Please come in, please come in."

Several people entered the room; Zheng Ren carefully observed Peilan.

The System Panel showed a light green, with only a hint of red—basically no problem.

The diagnosis read—uterine fibroid, uterine fibroid lung metastasis, uterine fibroid bone metastasis, etc.

Otherwise, there was basically no diagnosis of malignant tumor.

No wonder the metastasis shape beside the spine looked odd to me; it turns out it's not a malignant tumor metastasis, but a uterine fibroid metastasis.

Uterine fibroids are definitely not malignant tumors.

It is also called fibrous leiomyoma, uterine fibrous tumor.

Since uterine fibroids are mainly formed by proliferation of uterine smooth muscle cells, with a small amount of fibrous connective tissue existing as a supporting tissue, they are more accurately called uterine smooth muscle tumors.

Extrapulmonary benign tumors rarely metastasize to the lungs; histopathologically they still present as benign tumors, with a good prognosis.

In Zheng Ren's memory, the cases seen in the System Library numbered fewer than 100.

Such metastasis often originates from uterine fibroids, bone giant cell tumors, chondroblastomas, parotid pleomorphic adenomas, meningiomas, etc.; the mechanism is not well understood.

Worldwide, no doctor, expert, or scholar has given a definitive statement on benign tumor metastasis.

One theory is that the tumor ruptures, and benign tumor cells enter the lungs via venous blood, forming metastases.

But this is merely a theory, not yet accepted.

However, whether there is a theory or not is irrelevant; what matters is that it's a benign tumor, rather than a malignant metastasis without a primary lesion.

At the very least, Peilan won't die.

As long as she's alive, everything will be fine.

Zheng Ren relaxed, and Su Yun immediately felt that the boss's aura beside him was off.

The previous feeling of facing a great enemy, with the whole body tense, vanished immediately upon seeing Peilan. It was somewhat abrupt, yet could be clearly felt.

Although there was something strange, Su Yun didn't ask.

This kind of thing is very much from the heart, just a subjective feeling.

"Peilan, Miss Zou doesn't need an introduction. This person is Zheng Lao Ban of Di Du 912. This person is Yun Ge'er, Zheng Lao Ban's assistant." Wu Hui introduced: "I told you before, I was misdiagnosed at the Community Hospital, then went to Mayo Clinic; it was these two doctors who performed the surgery on me."

"Greeting." Cen Peilan remained calm, tried to smile, wanting to give Zheng Ren and Su Yun a good feeling.

"It's fine, let's first look at the various materials." Zheng Ren said.

After entering, he found that the layout here was the same as Old Mr. Qin's ward; the various materials and workspaces were in the doctor's office outside the ward.

A single room; originally there should have been a night-shift doctor on duty here, but likely because Wu Hui was coming, and Cen Peilan had nothing else to do, so she let him leave.

Holding the film, Zheng Ren prepared to read it.

At this moment, Su Yun's phone rang.

"Hello."

That side said something.

Su Yun covered the microphone and said, "Boss, that side said surgery can be done."

"No time, let him..."

"Boss said, no time." After saying that, Su Yun hung up the phone.

"Let them wait a few minutes; I'll come over after I finish reading the film."

Zheng Ren finished speaking, then looked at Su Yun speechlessly.