Chapter 183: with translation of title

0178 Late-stage cancer? I don't think so.

The Red Stethoscope glanced at the film, then took the girl from the outpatient department to the Inpatient Department.

The girl's family looked worried, carrying the thick film behind them.

Because she was so thin, it was truly rare, thus attracting many gazes.

"I guess it's late-stage cancer, or maybe a digestive system issue." said a young doctor beside Su Yun, regretfully.

"At such a young age, malignant tumors progress too aggressively; there should be no chance of treatment."

"I suggest going to Guang'anmen Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine to see; perhaps a little TCM adjustment could let them live another year or so."

Su Yun didn't speak, but glanced at Zheng Ren from the corner of his eye.

Zheng Ren didn't notice, watching the gaunt girl's departing back, lost in thought.

Half an hour later, the Red Stethoscope changed into casual clothes and came back cheerfully.

"Let's go." the Red Stethoscope called out.

"What disease does your fellow villager have?" one person asked.

"Esophageal cancer late-stage, metastasis throughout the body." the Red Stethoscope sighed, saying: "They came too late, no chance for surgery, not even a chance to take targeted drugs. Boss Gu was looking at the film, so I slipped away."

"..." Everyone fell silent.

"I don't think so." Zheng Ren pondered a moment, then still said.

"Huh?" the Red Stethoscope looked at Zheng Ren in surprise; this seemed to be his first sentence, questioning the diagnosis?

Who does he think he is?

Su Yun had no intention of breaking up the argument, standing aside with arms crossed.

"Yun Ge'er, what's the background of this little boss?" another young doctor leaned close to Su Yun and asked quietly.

"Very impressive." Su Yun answered simply.

"Is he really your boss? He couldn't be a professor with a baby face, could he?"

"No, he's a few months younger than me, but his Shou Bing is very impressive; I'm not as good as him." Su Yun spoke frankly.

"..." The young doctor's expression showed surprise, even more exaggerated than when seeing the gaunt girl earlier.

"What are you saying? Take you to do Shou Bing? No joke, right?" Another person seemed to have heard a joke, expression affected, slightly exaggerated: "Yun Ge'er, you're becoming more and more hypocritical."

"Speaking the truth, you don't believe me; talking about your IQ, it's truly worrisome." Su Yun said coldly: "Hurry up pack up and go back to your hometown; staying here just wastes patients' time."

Always sharp-tongued, Zheng Ren was used to it; others were even more used to it, basically nobody took it seriously.

"This..." the Red Stethoscope hesitated, then "Boss, what did you just say?"

"Boss..." Zheng Ren was especially unaccustomed to this title.

"My name is Zheng Ren." Zheng Ren said: "The patient doesn't seem like late-stage esophageal cancer; I suggest doing a needle biopsy under esophagoscopy."

"It seems unnecessary; the test sheet and PET-CT the patient holds indicate late-stage esophageal cancer with multiple organ metastases." The Red Stethoscope understood Zheng Ren's words, tone turning stern.

"How dare you speak to my Boss like that." Su Yun's lips curled with a mocking smile; everyone, whether Zheng Ren or others, wanted to beat him up.

"Yun Ge'er, what do you have to say?"

"Let's do the needle biopsy; it won't delay anything." Su Yun waved a hand, saying: "Anyway, it's still early for a meal; maybe there'll be a surprise."

Zheng Ren's opinion, the Red Stethoscope could ignore; but since Su Yun spoke, he began to hesitate a little.

"Yun Ge'er, are you serious?" the Red Stethoscope asked doubtfully: "Late-stage cancer, I think there's no need to suffer further."

Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren, saw his firm expression, smiled, and said: "Let's give it a try; if it's not late-stage cancer, you treat us to a meal. If I guessed wrong, I'll treat you; you can pick where and what to eat."

"I'll go to Big Dong, eat foie gras until you go bankrupt." Another person pushed the Red Stethoscope toward the Inpatient Department, joking.

"Then I'll go back and have a look." The Red Stethoscope didn't think there could be another diagnosis, after all even the PET-CT gave a clear diagnosis; the patient and family were just trying their luck.

In this situation, should we still put the patient through a needle biopsy?

Maybe after the biopsy, seeding metastasis would only worsen the patient's condition.

But Su Yun insisted so much that he still turned back.

"Boss, how confident are you?" Su Yun shook his head and smiled.

"Ten out of ten." Zheng Ren said confidently, as if he could hear the teasing in Su Yun's words.

Facing this guy Su Yun, and when speaking with Professor Pei in the car, Zheng Ren's attitude was definitely different.

Several others found it interesting; for a disease not too clearly diagnosed, Su Yun's "Boss" actually said it was definitely a misdiagnosis?

What a joke.

"Oh? What disease do you think it is?" Su Yun asked.

"Digestive tract tuberculosis, infectious stage, disseminated throughout the body. Recommend needle biopsy; after pathology confirms, take anti-tuberculosis drugs for treatment." Zheng Ren said.

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Everyone stared wide-eyed.

Even Su Yun couldn't bear to listen.

What the hell, this is completely unrelated.

Digestive tract tuberculosis is itself a rare disease.

After effective drugs controlled pulmonary tuberculosis, TB is no longer a fatal disease.

Over a hundred years ago, tuberculosis was considered as incurable as cancer.

Digestive tract tuberculosis most commonly appears as intestinal TB; esophageal TB is extremely rare. Even doctors at the Capital City Large Tertiary Hospital have hardly seen any real cases.

Just how rare is esophageal tuberculosis?

Not to mention the number of cases, even the mechanisms of primary and secondary infection remain questionable clinically. Some believe primary esophageal tuberculosis doesn't exist at all; all esophageal tuberculosis is secondary, caused by direct or indirect invasion of tuberculosis in the periesophageal and mediastinal lymph nodes into the esophageal wall.

The area around Zheng Ren fell silent.

"I really don't know where that bizarre confidence of yours comes from." Su Yun muttered softly, fiddled with her phone, and sighed.

My WeChat wallet is going to take a huge hit today. A few mouthfuls of old blood seemed to spurt from the phone, which would be terrifying.

A doctor patted Su Yun on the shoulder to comfort her.

After hearing Zheng Ren's diagnosis, others seemed to lose interest in Su Yun's so-called "boss," thinking she was joking.

A few people casually grabbed chairs and sat down, playing with their phones.

After nearly an hour, the red stethoscope strode back quickly, the hat on its coat fluttering behind.

"Let's go, we're going to eat." One person put down the phone, rubbed his eyes, and said lazily: "Yun Ge'er, I really booked a table at Big Dong."

Su Yun casually waved her hand, indicating it didn't matter.

"Let's go eat at Big Dong today." The red stethoscope's face turned pale instantly.

"Yun Ge'er is treating, why not go to Big Dong? Forget other places—I still want to eat their foie gras."

"..." The red stethoscope's expression looked constipated as it scratched its head and said: "Change places, change places."

"Huh? How could you save money for Yun Ge'er? Strange."

"A needle biopsy, judging by sight it's probably not a tumor..." The red stethoscope said, embarrassed.