Chapter 1605: with translation of chapter title

"It must have been when we crossed the Qinling, eating those wild bamboo rats." Zheng Ren's voice carried a bit of excitement.

"Bamboo rat? What does that mean? What virus does it carry?" Su Yun immediately asked.

"Chinese bamboo rats mainly inhabit mountain slopes; in the Qinling region they are commonly found above 1000m altitude in mid-mountain broadleaf forests, coniferous and broadleaf mixed forest belts, with many bamboo plants in the undergrowth, or they directly inhabit bamboo groves." Zheng Ren spoke like a machine, reciting the memories stored in his mind.

While saying this, Su Yun could feel Zheng Ren's emotions quickly returning to calm, though that joy, he did not deliberately hide.

It's unnecessary.

He was just letting himself calm down, lowering his Hormone levels.

"What illness are you asking about? You're acting like you don't understand anything." Su Yun said contemptuously.

"Malnophi basket-shaped fungus, originally called Malnophi blue-green mold, is a conditionally pathogenic fungus." Zheng Ren said slowly, looking ahead, full of confidence.

His aura was full; this time even Su Yun didn't speak.

"It is a fungus isolated by Doctor Capponi of Fa Guo in 1956 from Vietnamese Chinese bamboo rats, a conditionally pathogenic fungus, and the only temperature-dependent dimorphic fungus discovered so far."

Malnophi basket-shaped fungus can cause deep fungal infection; patients with low Function are extremely susceptible.

"……" Chang Yue's face slightly changed, she whispered: "Could Director Pan have gotten AIDS?"

"Normally, it's AIDS patients who are prone to the disease." Zheng Ren smiled, "But ordinary people can also be infected. Considering the director may have been running around, not sleeping well for over ten days, his Function extremely poor... he definitely drank a lot!"

"Hey, don't blame everything on drinking." Su Yun dissatisfied, "If you don't drink, you don't drink; no one's forcing you."

"Hey." Zheng Ren scratched his head.

Fingers, cold.

He was about to unconsciously rub his fingers when a small hand reached over.

Warm, dry, seeming to forever guard beside him, never leaving.

Holding Xie Yiren's hand, Zheng Ren felt his heart become very steady, very steady.

A feeling of invincibility filled his heart.

Damn lung cancer, impossible! He thought hard.

"Crossing Qinling, after parting with comrades-in-arms, drinking heavily is normal." Zheng Ren chuckled, "Director, you know, he'll definitely drink too much. In this life, wandering south and north, we probably won't see each other again."

"You talk too much." Su Yun said.

"Even normally healthy people with low immunity can be infected with Malnophi basket-shaped fungus; it mainly manifests in the lungs, looking just like a tumor, and to rule out tumor, one must stop antibiotics for a period."

"Are there misdiagnosis cases?" Su Yun asked.

"I really doubt your title of 'tomorrow's star in Cardiothoracic Surgery'—who spouted that nonsense?" Zheng Ren was in a great mood and casually retorted to Su Yun.

"……"

"Misdiagnosis cases are not many, but they exist. Open it up, no tumor found, and you're just stupid." Zheng Ren laughed: "These misdiagnosis cases must be considered before surgery."

Su Yun felt unconvinced inside, but he truly didn't know about this creepy Malnophi basket-shaped fungus.

But he couldn't just retort based on his temper.

Professional matters are one is one, two is two. If you refute based on emotion, you'll only end up more embarrassed. This isn't a women's quarrel; academic matters still require logic.

Most importantly, it concerns Director Pan; Su Yun also hoped Zheng Ren's diagnosis would be correct.

"The transmission routes of this disease are currently unclear; possible routes are through skin damage, digestive tract, or inhalation of conidia. Contact with bamboo rat feces or exposure to Malnophi blue-shaped conidia in soil of rainy-season epidemic areas is considered the main transmission route."

"The director sure is showing off his wilderness survival skills; now being a soldier is nothing like when he was young? He's not special forces, does he have Fan Tian Shui's physique? Just messing around, a medic, not even considering his age!" Zheng Ren's emotions slightly agitated, he began to nag about Director Pan.

"Boss, you're so confident, aren't you fooling yourself?" Su Yun was a bit worried, but he didn't hide it. Zheng Ren's expression, tone, and the aura he emitted told him there would definitely be no problem.

So for this kind of thing, it's better to just ask directly.

"No problem." Zheng Ren let out a long breath, saying: "When we go back, just give the director a checkup."

"What to check? A biopsy?" Su Yun asked.

"Take samples from skin lesions for culture, use bronchoscopy to biopsy lung lesions, and collect bronchoalveolar lavage fluid for pathogen testing."

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he lightly loosened his grip on Xie Yiren's hand, and his whole body leaned back against the car seat as if relieved.

Su Yun didn't speak, but logged onto a foreign website to start searching for information on Malnophi basket-shaped fungus.

Just as Zheng Ren said, Director Pan's symptoms, signs, and imaging exams are extremely similar.

Su Yun then realized that all the imaging data sent over hadn't been viewed by Zheng Ren yet.

Is this enough?

Boss……

"Shh……" Just as Su Yun spoke, Xie Yiren turned her head and softly stopped him.

"Asleep?" Su Yun wondered.

Xie Yiren smiled, nodded, and immediately turned back to focus on driving.

One hand in Zheng Ren's palm, only one hand left holding the steering wheel, no longer looking at the road……

Not even courting death would go this far.

Su Yun glanced over, seeing Zheng Ren sleeping soundly, a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, like a child.

"Coward, worn out from tossing about." Su Yun shook his head.

……

……

After a few hours, entering Haicheng urban area, Xie Yiren woke Zheng Ren.

"I fell asleep?" Zheng Ren realized he had actually slept a big sleep.

It felt like after returning from the front line, even after several days and nights without sleep, it wasn't as sweet as just now.

"Boss, we're in Hai Cheng, time to work." Su Yun said: "The director's infection focus is more to the side; I guess respiratory wouldn't dare use bronchoscopy for biopsy."

"Hmm, it's fine, I'll do it." Zheng Ren said confidently.

"You can do that?"

"As a practitioner, one must be flawless." Zheng Ren was obviously in a particularly good mood, saying this left Su Yun speechless.

What can't this guy do? Su Yun thought.

Anyway, so far nothing has been found. I seem to need to work harder; the Xiehe medical records database also seems unfinished.

Find time, I should go take another look.

"Boss, after returning, I'd like to take some time off." Su Yun, thinking about the medical records, said directly without hiding it.

"No." Zheng Ren said.

"……"

"Shou Bing can be skipped, but the project still needs you to follow up. I can't handle dealing with people."

"What can you do?" Su Yun asked contemptuously.

"If it's about dealing with people, after anesthesia I'll be fine." Zheng Ren laughed.