Chapter 537: with translation of chapter title

528 Boss, I want to praise you.

"Here." Zheng Ren took out a pen, pointed with the tip at the film, and said: "The density is off, the layered reconstruction, the image analysis does not really lean toward malignant tumor."

Su Yun stood behind, watching silently.

He couldn't understand why, with such an obvious bone tumor film, Zheng Ren would far-fetch reasons to say no.

Is it to comfort the patient's family?

But giving hope in despair, then extinguishing it, wouldn't that be more cruel?

Professor Rudolf Wagner hesitated, not echoing Zheng Ren's words.

Although he is a top imaging expert, when encountering a rare disease, he still hesitates.

Zheng Ren finished speaking, then continued to ponder.

Just now he seemed to have inspiration, but before he could grasp it, the inspiration silently faded.

What exactly is wrong? When did it start?

Zheng Ren's eyes were on the film, but his mind began recalling from the start what the patient's father had said when he came in.

Could it be...

"Please say again your daughter's previous uncomfortable condition." Zheng Ren said.

"Weak all over, shortness of breath, abdominal distension…" The patient's relative found it hard to repeat verbatim, but these words had already taken root in his mind; even if he wanted to forget, he couldn't.

This is it!

In Zheng Ren's thoughts, a flash of light and shadow appeared, tearing through the endless night.

Bone tumor, and shortness of breath, abdominal distension—what kind of connection is that? Not saying it's absolutely impossible, but there's no necessary link.

If it appears, it must be affecting other organs.

Zheng Ren's gaze immediately focused on the uppermost part of the chest slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction.

He pressed the pen hard against the film, the film viewer emitted a crisp sound, startling the professor.

"Fugui'er, look here!" Zheng Ren said excitedly.

"Boss, the mediastinum…" Professor Rudolf Wagner subconsciously wanted to say something, but after looking, all his words were shoved back by an invisible big hand.

In the mediastinum there was a mass of shadow, white and white; at first glance it looked like a fat shadow. But upon closer look, one could tell it definitely wasn't fat, but rather... hyperplastic thyroid or parathyroid.

Retrosternal thyroid, uncommon but not rare.

But it has nothing to do with the bone tumor.

"Boss, I really want to understand what you mean…" Professor Rudolf Wagner's words were hesitant, vague, uncertain.

Su Yun was a bit confused, but only for a moment, his mind recalled some special cases from when he studied retrosternal thyroid, as well as records in literature journals.

"Parathyroid hyperfunction!" Su Yun excitedly, lowered his voice and shouted.

After saying that, he regretted it.

It shouldn't be like this… At this moment, pretending to be nonchalant, he stepped up to the film viewer and told everyone this was parathyroid functional hyperfunction causing bone density abnormality—wouldn't that be more impressive?

Could it be that, feeling insignificant due to Zheng Ren's oppression, he sought an opportunity to erupt, and even he couldn't control himself?

This is indeed a bad trend.

Su Yun felt a bit down afterward.

Even if he wanted to show off, he couldn't, after all Zheng Ren had pointed with the pen, and only then did he think of this spot.

It's all damn fault of this film; when taken out, the field of view is just a patch of white spots, clearly looking like a malignant tumor, who would consider a rare disease?

When Su Yun was self-reflecting, Zheng Ren smiled slightly and said: "I have considered; the patient does not have a bone tumor, just as Su Yun said, it is parathyroid functional hyperfunction."

Hearing Zheng Ren speak so definitively, the patient's family also felt dazed.

Although clinging to a sliver of hope, he also knew this was probably just his own fantasy.

If this weren't Hai Cheng, weren't City First Hospital, but rather Di Du, Xiehe, perhaps he would have believed.

But can a Hai Cheng doctor's claim that it's not a bone tumor be trusted?

Completely untrustworthy.

"When parathyroid functional hyperfunction occurs, bone resorption intensifies, causing osteoporosis to occur earlier, faster, and more severely

Patients basically have varying degrees of bone pain symptoms, especially more obvious in the waist and legs; mild cases easily fatigue, severe cases have difficulty walking, even unable to stand." Zheng Ren said,

The patient's father felt dazed.

"In another one or two months, the patient will show shortened height and severe pain throughout the body. However, if there is corresponding treatment, it will improve somewhat. But whether she can later stand and walk will depend on her willpower and the treatment effect." Zheng Ren said.

"……"

The more he spoke, the more it sounded true; the patient's family was just a hair's breadth away from believing.

In the office, there was a silence.

Chang Yue and they couldn't understand, couldn't hear, like ducks hearing thunder.

Su Yun was self-reflecting, wondering if he had been too harshly oppressed by Zheng Ren lately, his mindset somewhat unbalanced.

Zheng Ren was pondering the next treatment plan, comparing it with the various literature articles he had memorized.

And the patient's family…… refused to believe it was true, yet dared not speak, fearing it was a beautiful dream; if they spoke, the dream would wake.

"Boss, I want to praise you, but I can't find suitable words." Professor Rudolf Wagner suddenly broke the silence.

"……" Zheng Ren glanced at the professor.

"I recall similar cases; indeed, parathyroid functional hyperfunction causes bone density abnormality. It looks like the imaging manifestation of a malignant tumor, can only be described with rich……" Professor raked his brains, wanting to praise Zheng Ren, but Zheng Ren cut him off.

"Su Yun, go to the Operating Room, push the intraoperative B-ultrasound machine down." Zheng Ren said: "Doing a B-ultrasound will make it clear at a glance."

Indeed, doing a thyroid B-ultrasound is enough.

But who would give a B-ultrasound of the thyroid to a patient with late-stage bone cancer for no reason?

Su Yun said nothing, left in silence, the black hair on his forehead drifting weakly.

"Zheng... Chief Zheng, you... aren't just comforting me, are you?" The patient's father finally mustered his courage and asked.

He was afraid, terrified that this glimmer of hope would vanish instantly. He didn't even want to ask Zheng Ren; even if it were a lie, a longer duration would be good.

Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Comforting you is pointless. What I'm saying is the actual situation."

This was the best news the patient's father had heard in recent times.

He wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, hurriedly expressing thanks.

"It's not that simple." Zheng Ren said solemnly: "Although it's not a malignant tumor, uh... probably not, but if my judgment is accurate, your daughter will suffer greatly in the coming months—whole-body pain, her body shortening, bone deformation."

This was Zheng Ren's second description; the patient's father listened carefully and was stunned.

If what Zheng Ren said is true, the body shortening out of nowhere... that's a scene that would only appear in hell.