Chapter 2225: 2148: One Should Not Eat the Grass by One's Nest

Feng Xu Hui and Liu Xiao Jie were busy all night at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital.

After Xiao Yun fainted again, her blood pressure was measured at 70/40 mmHg.

The lab results came back quickly: Na+ 133.3 mmol/L, K+? 3.9 mmol/L, blood glucose 7.62 mmol/L (random); the blood count showed WBC 7.33×10⁹/L, Hb 111 g/L, Plt 78×10⁹/L.

Head CT: no abnormalities; abdominal CT showed splenomegaly; there may be a filling defect in the splenic vein confluence and left renal vein, suggesting a high possibility of thrombosis.

The adrenal glands looked problematic, so a separate adrenal CT was performed.

Thrombosis—this is a condition Feng Xu Hui is quite familiar with. After all, he's been with Zheng Lao Ban for a long time and has seen many thrombolysis and thrombectomy procedures.

Moreover, Feng Xu Hui was diligent, always aware of what surgeries Zheng Lao Ban might perform and what was possible. Upon seeing the test report note considering thrombosis, he immediately thought of Zheng Lao Ban.

But this is the Medical University Affiliated Hospital; Feng Xu Hui also knew Zheng Lao Ban couldn't just swagger in and point fingers.

That would be too improper. Besides, the medical standards here are high; there shouldn't be a problem.

They simply followed the standard procedure and waited for the results.

After an endocrinology consultation, they urgently checked cortisol at 0.74 mg/dl (down) and ACTH at 356 pg/ml (up), considering the possibility of an adrenal crisis.

The adrenal CT reported: bilateral adrenal solid occupying lesions.

Feng Xu Hui was dumbfounded.

Damn it, a solid occupying lesion—could it be a malignant tumor?

But the doctors at Capital Medical University Affiliated Hospital looked at the films—starting with one person, then another was called in, and finally more and more doctors gathered in the room.

Feng Xu Hui watched, heart pounding; the more this happened, the worse the outcome seemed.

All sorts of opinions were voiced; most people thought it was an adrenal tumor.

However, the last elderly doctor with white hair thought the likelihood of malignancy was low and recommended a contrast-enhanced CT for confirmation.

No matter what, adrenal crisis is a more severe acute illness than a tumor—one slip and the person could die outright. As for a tumor, one can drag on for three to five months anyway.

So Xiao Yun was admitted to the endocrinology department for inpatient treatment.

By then, dawn had broken.

After breakfast, Feng Xu Hui said apologetically, "Xiao Jie, I need to go to Zheng Lao Ban's side."

Liu Xiao Jie was visibly unhappy—first waiting for a liver transplant, then flying to the UK. She hadn't slept well for days, and her exhaustion was enough to make her break down.

She forced a smile and said nothing.

Feng Xu Hui felt torn, but after not hesitating too long, he apologized again and then left.

"Am I being too cold-hearted?" Feng Xu Hui reflected while driving.

Actually, it's hard to sort out right from wrong in such matters, just like most worldly affairs. Everyone argues their own reasoning, and in the end, the stronger side prevails.

"If I'm taking care of a friend, do I not need to earn money to support my family?" Although taking a day off wouldn't bother Zheng Lao Ban, and he wouldn't scold me for not going.

But Feng Xu Hui still felt he needed to go to 912.

Nowadays, the trend of banning vendors from entering the operating room is growing stronger; who knows when I might be barred from the OR myself.

If that happened, my connection with Zheng Lao Ban would likely undergo some change as well.

Zheng Lao Ban is benevolent and righteous, but Feng Xu Hui doesn't want to build everything on Zheng Lao Ban's temperament.

Hua Ying Ying does this very well.

Over time, Feng Xu Hui desperately absorbed the strengths of others, especially Hua Ying Ying's.

After going there, to ask about Zheng Lao Ban's condition? Feng Xu Hui finally found a reason that could convince himself.

Early in the morning, arriving at 912, hauling a large suitcase, he entered the operating room together with Zheng Lao Ban.

"Little Feng, where's your girlfriend?" Su Yun asked teasingly.

"Brother Yun, we haven't even written a single stroke of the eight characters yet." Feng Xu Hui felt a bit embarrassed, "One of her close friends fell ill and is being cared for at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital."

"Oh? Taking leave for a minor illness, and you say being a manager is fine? Let me tell you, Little Feng." Su Yun laughed heartily, "Normally, don't eat the grass by your nest—you don't have the ability for that."

"Um..."

"Just say it—if it were another employee, wouldn't you deny the leave? Now you not only grant the leave, but you feel guilty for not staying there yourself."

"……" Feng Xu Hui was dumbfounded—how did Brother Yun know his inner thoughts!

Su Yun saw Feng Xu Hui's expression and knew she had guessed right, then chuckled, "Look, let me have been right."

"What exactly is the illness?" Zheng Ren interrupted Su Yun's showing off, rescuing Feng Xu Hui from dire straits.

"An adrenal mass with adrenal crisis." Feng Xu Hui stated bluntly.

"……" Zheng Ren and Su Yun were both stunned for a moment.

Adrenal crisis—this is a life‑threatening condition.

Is the crisis caused by an adrenal tumor? That's possible. If so, this girl would be quite formidable.

So young—what a pity, they both thought.

"Have the films been done? Send them over for me to take a look." Zheng Ren said.

"Just a moment, Chief Zheng." Feng Xu Hui hurriedly messaged Liu Xiao Jie on WeChat.

"Little Feng, didn't you spend the whole night busy and not get any sleep?" Su Yun, observant, saw Feng Xu Hui exhausted and weathered, his stubble rugged, looking much older in just two days, and asked.

"Yeah, after the meeting yesterday I got the message." Feng Xu Hui said, "It's fine, Brother Yun, I'm not tired."

"That's nonsense." Su Yun said, "You'd better go sleep soon."

"Brother Yun, Chief Zheng, you two take a look at the films first. The Medical University Affiliated Hospital side says it doesn't look like an adrenal tumor and recommends a contrast-enhanced CT. Right now Xiao Jie is accompanying her friend in line, waiting for the examination."

"Oh." Zheng Ren responded. Feng Xu Hui meant the films might take a while to arrive, so he wasn't in a rush, changed clothes, and went into the operating room.

Professor Rudolf Wagner had finished sterilizing and was about to begin surgery with Lin Yuan.

Regarding the TIPS procedure, Zheng Ren had nothing much to add. The professor's surgery was superb; upon returning, he could immediately launch it at Heidelberg Hospital and the surrounding hospitals.

He still felt considerable pressure about the new assignment of 20,000 surgeries, but if it's achieved, it's achieved; if not, you can't just do surgery for the sake of doing surgery.

After watching two surgeries, the films from Feng Xu Hui's side finally arrived.

"Chief Zheng, Yun Ge'er, you two, please take a look." Feng Xu Hui sent the file to the group.

Zheng Ren picked up his phone, downloaded the image data, then opened it to view.

Judging by the CT imaging, at a glance it indeed looks like a malignant tumor. But Zheng Ren directly ruled out the possibility of a tumor; if an enhanced CT were done there, there would likely be no clear enhancement, so it is probably more likely a hematoma.

Although that is the case, there are still many problems.