Chapter 2260: with translation of chapter title

He smiled while watching people eat and drink, watching Su Yun and Chang Yue gulp alcohol like pouring cold water, his heart already blooming with joy.

"A friend of mine had incredible luck," Lin Ge said between bites. "Over there is an interactive thermal imaging experience room. Like other visitors, my friend went in, waved his arms with his child, and watched his image appear on the screen."

"Director Lin, this won't end well," Su Yun said, holding the wine bottle, half-listening, then turned and spoke.

Lin Ge laughed as he looked at Su Yun, with a pile of Maotai bottles behind him.

Whether this is the fifth or sixth bottle, I don't know, but we've drunk this much; even a casual remark from me would already reveal the outcome.

Yun Ge'er is no ordinary person; it's no wonder he became Zheng Lao Ban's assistant.

"Hmm," Lin Ge said, "When she got home and looked at the photo, she saw a different red spot on her chest and felt it was strange. She showed it to me, I was terrified, and I immediately took her to the breast clinic. After the check, the result was early! Post-surgery, there should be nothing wrong."

"Mm." Lin Ge said, "After she went home and looked at the Photo, she saw a different red spot on her chest and felt Strange. Later she showed it to me, I was terrified, I directly took her to the Endocrinology Department. After checking, looking at the result, early! post-Shou Bing estimated there's nothing wrong."

"Is that the thermal imaging from the dark-box game? What's it called again?" Chang Yue asked.

"That's probably it," Su Yun said. "Thermal imaging isn't very sensitive for tumor diagnosis, so the boss says it's just luck. Speaking of even less reliable things, in 2011 Time magazine listed the top ten medical breakthroughs of the year, and 'dogs sniffing cancer' made the list."

"It can't be called unreliable either; later, in 2014, an Italian study showed that the urine and exhaled breath of cancer patients have a distinctive odor."

"Sniffing dogs tested 677 urine samples for cancer, achieving a 98% accuracy rate. The malignant tumors that can be detected by smell include breast cancer, lung cancer, bladder cancer, ovarian cancer, prostate cancer, and colorectal cancer, etc."

Sniffing dogs screened 677 urine samples for cancer, accuracy rate reached 98%. Malignant tumors that can be "smelled" out include breast cancer, lung cancer, bladder cancer, ovarian cancer, prostate cancer, colorectal cancer, etc.

"What kind of dog is Heizi?" Xie Yiren asked.

"Probably a rescue dog," Zheng Ren guessed. "It's somewhat different from a detection dog, but not much."

"Then what can Heizi do?"

"Yiren, Heizi is already injured like this; how can you bear to send it back for training?" Su Yun said after taking a drink, retorting habitually.

In an instant, Su Yun felt a sharp gaze directed at him, like a knife.

The alcohol, half of it sobered up instantly.

"Dogs aren't reliable, but maybe pigeons are," Su Yun said, quickly changing the topic. The boss was angry, but Su Yun didn't dare to retort sharply.

"Hmm, that's true," Zheng Ren said with a slight smile. "The Public Library of Science Journal once published a study saying that trained pigeons can, like humans, distinguish between cancerous and healthy breast tissue samples."

"Exactly," Su Yun said. "Training time is short, effects are quick—highly recommended!"

"Uh..." Lin Ge exclaimed in surprise. "Short training time? Do pigeons use smell or sight?"

"Uh..." Lin Ge exclaimed, "Short training time? Do pigeons use smell or sight?"

"..." Lin Ge was speechless.

"You say pigeons all look at images... Chang Yue, I think you might not even be as good at it as a pigeon."

Zheng Ren felt that Su Yun had gotten a bit excited from drinking today.

He had already begun to retort people without restraint. Could it be because he's been overly tired lately? Possibly.

Chang Yue then took out another two bottles of Maotai, and Zheng Ren hurriedly changed the subject.

"After two weeks of training, pigeons can successfully distinguish cancerous tissue with an 85% accuracy rate. Moreover, they can learn to read breast X-rays, detecting microcalcifications—one sign of early breast cancer. The accuracy of this interpretation is said to be even higher. Researchers claim that compared to ordinary people trained for two weeks, pigeons can more accurately identify early breast tumors."

Pigeons after two weeks of training can successfully distinguish cancerous tissue, accuracy rate reaches 85%. Moreover, they can also learn to interpret breast X-ray films, detecting microcalcifications. This is one of the manifestations of early breast cancer. The interpretation accuracy is said to be even higher. Researchers say that compared to ordinary people trained for two weeks, they can more accurately identify early breast tumors.

Zheng Lao Ban and Doctor Su are also quite capable; no matter the topic, once they speak, they always manage to drift off to the horizon.

As soon as I mentioned thermal imaging, dogs and pigeons immediately came up.

【They said, quickly write a poem…】

Director Kong's words were interrupted by Zheng Ren's phone ringing; Zheng Ren apologetically picked up his phone and glanced at it.

Director Kong's words were interrupted by Zheng Ren's phone ringtone; Zheng Ren apologetically picked up his phone and glanced at it.

"Director?" Su Yun asked with a smile.

"No, it's Brother Zhou from Orthopedics." Zheng Ren found it strange but quickly answered, "Brother Zhou, hello."

"No, it's Brother Zhou from the Orthopedics Department." Zheng Ren felt Strange, but quickly answered the phone, "Brother Zhou, hello."

"How is it now?"

"Then give me Professor Tian's phone number; I'll ask him."

"No, the severity of this condition isn't certain; if it requires open-chest surgery, it would be troublesome."

After saying that, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.

Lao He felt a surge of relief in his heart.

Today I didn't overindulge—I didn't drink a drop, mainly because I didn't dare, fearing that if something happened I wouldn't be able to step up. The twin towers of Haicheng City First Hospital hang over Lao He's head like the Sword of Damocles.

Yun Ge'er urged him to drink, but he said he had already quit; otherwise, going home would earn him a punishment of kneeling on a washboard from his wife.

Look, all this caution will be rewarded—here comes the open-chest surgery.

Look, all carefulness will be rewarded; open-chest surgery, here it comes.

"They say it's a vertebral compression fracture treated with bone cement, complicated by pulmonary embolism," Zheng Ren said.

The three words "pulmonary embolism" seemed to carry immense power, instantly making the atmosphere in the private room stagnate.

"Director, I'll go take a look."

"Hmm, when you go out, take it slow with the outpatient clinic." Director Kong said, glancing unintentionally at Lin Ge.

"They said Teacher Tian and their medical department are contacting our hospital." Zheng Ren had already stood up, "You go ahead and eat; I'll go take a look."

"'Zheng Lao Ban, I'll go with you,' Lao He volunteered."

Su Yun hesitated a moment, then said, "Why not just stay here today?"

"Alright, let's disperse." Director Kong said, "You've been drinking here; definitely don't go on stage."

"Director, don't worry," Su Yun said with a smile. "I definitely won't; I'm just going to have a look. After all, with pulmonary embolism, not seeing it would make me feel uneasy."

Director Kong knew Su Yun's temperament and smiled.

The drinking party ended here.

The drinking party ends here.

Xie Yiren and Chang Yue returned home; there was still Heizi at home, lonely, desolate, cold. Although she also wanted to go see, just in case she could go on stage.

But after thinking it over, she still decided to let it go.

"Zheng Ren, take it slow." Xie Yiren reminded.

"Don't worry, I estimate it won't be a big deal." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, where does your confidence come from?" Su Yun's scornful tone could stir up a tornado even from two li away, "Bone cement solidifies in the pulmonary artery; the ensuing clot can be big or small—if it's big, you can't even pull it out with a thrombectomy catheter, okay?"

"What if I could pull it out?" Zheng Ren smiled faintly, speaking off the cuff.

Su Yun stared for a moment, not daring to respond to that.

Just because others can't do it doesn't mean our boss can't. As for betting and such, Su Yun hasn't thought about it since she lost last time.