Chapter 1425 Sprinkle Dog Food Again, I Won't Tell You the Truth (Head IPO Plus More)

Zheng Ren smiled helplessly when he saw that Su Yun had hung up the phone.

This guy is very worried about the Qin family's attitude, but it should not affect Qin Lu's operation.

He looked at Cen Peilan's film, habitually placed his left hand under his right armpit and his right hand on his cheek, doing 3D reconstruction in his mind.

Cen Peilan's pelvic CT can indeed see 2 uterine fibroids.

The big one is about 3.4cm, and the small one is only 2.2cm.

Uterine fibroids are not a fatal disease. If there is still menstruation, there may be a series of symptoms such as prolonged menstruation and heavy bleeding.

Before interventional surgery, the gynecology department performed uterine fibroids stripping and excision surgery.

But with interventional surgery, as long as the uterine fibroids between the myometrium can be solved by embolization.

The effect of embolization is very good, which has been recognized by almost all doctors.

Minimally invasive surgery is quietly infiltrating every corner of clinical medicine.

With the systematic diagnosis, it is much easier for Zheng Ren to do the reverse push.

There is no way to confirm the diagnosis with CT. Through the passive ability of reconstruction, Zheng Ren transformed CT images into MRI-enhanced images.

Patients with malignant uterine sarcoma can be observed in MRI with delayed enhancement.

In benign uterine fibroids, delayed contrast-enhanced images are rarely seen.

Even if there is, there will be subtle differences in the blood supply of the tumor tissue-enhanced image.

For others, it is difficult to tell the difference. But for Zheng Ren, it was much easier.

Cen Peilan's MRI did not cause any trouble for Zheng Ren. The images were typical, and the images in the enhancement phase showed no delayed enhancement.

That is to say, the metastases in the lungs are benign, not malignant metastases as judged by the doctors of the Sanatorium.

If it is more rigorous, it needs to be judged in combination with serum lactate dehydrogenase.

But Zheng Ren felt that there was no need to do such a complicated inspection at all.

It is enough to simply and rudely use a puncture needle to take a biopsy of the pathological tissue, and use radiofrequency ablation to directly inactivate the uterine fibroids that have metastasized to the lungs.

The surgical injury was minor, there was a pathological diagnosis, and the lesions were treated.

As for the lesions next to the spine, they can be left untreated or treated with embolization.

However, the blood vessels on that side are richer. If there is an embolism, an embolic agent cannot be used. It is better to use a coil.

Otherwise, the embolic agent will run away, there will be ectopic embolism, and Cen Peilan will directly suffer from high paraplegia... Then it will be a big deal.

Might as well not do the surgery.

In less than 10 minutes, Zheng Ren had already thought of the diagnosis from the image, and then thought of the treatment from the diagnosis.

In his mind, Cen Peilan had recovered.

"Boss, how do you think it doesn't look like it?" Su Yun said hesitantly: "I have read several reports saying that there is uterine fibroids with lung metastases. But I didn't see..."

"You're right, it's the metastatic lesion of uterine fibroids. It's benign, not a malignant tumor with no primary tumor found." Zheng Ren said with certainty.

As he said that, he pointed at the lesions on the edge of the lungs on the film, and said, "The CT display is not obvious. If the image is converted to MRI, it will be found that the blood supply in the delayed phase is not obvious, and the possibility of benign lesions is very high. big."

Su Yun has long been accustomed to Zheng Ren's behavior of using his brain to convert images. He can also do it, but it is not as precise as Zheng Ren's.

"I said, it looks like a metastatic tumor, but the more you look closely, the more you think there is a problem." Su Yun was very happy after getting Zheng Ren's confirmation.

Wu Hui and Cen Peilan stood aside and felt incredible when they heard their conversation.

The news is good news, but for patients who are already desperate and waiting to die, the more this kind of good news, the more unbelievable it is.

"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, are you sure?" Zou Yu didn't have any psychological burden, she was just surprised.

Whether it was the doctor who raised him or the diagnosis just after a cursory look at the film in the car, it all pointed to lung metastases.

But after coming in, the two's words changed.

"It's definitely no problem." Su Yun said: "Contact a biopsy of pathological tissue today."

After speaking, he realized that this is not 912.

And even if it is a puncture, it will take some time to wait for the pathological results to be reported.

Cen Peilan showed a wry smile and said softly, "Boss Zheng, Doctor Su, I've heard your names."

"Well, it should be." Su Yun said.

"Thank you for your comfort, I think I can accept the fact." Cen Peilan held Wu Hui's hand and said very seriously and firmly: "Brother Hui said, we are going to get married in a few days. I think if that is the case If so, I have no regrets in my life. Although for Brother Hui..."

"This is what I want most." Wu Hui smiled softly, put his arms around Cen Peilan's shoulders, and whispered softly.

"If you spread dog food again, I won't tell you why you judged this way." Su Yun said.

"It's not that serious." Zheng Ren smiled, ignoring Su Yun's protest, and turned around and said, "Although it's not very common, there have been 98 related case reports in the past 30 years."

"What report?" Wu Hui hesitated and asked.

"Uterine fibroids metastasized to the lungs." Zheng Ren said, "It's just that Miss Cen's condition is a little more special. There are metastases next to the spine. This is a little more troublesome."

"..." Both Wu Hui and Cen Peilan looked at Zheng Ren speechlessly, seeing that he was serious and didn't seem to be lying, they were even more confused.

He was really confused.

He has been sentenced to death, and he is still living with a top private hospital of this level.

Suddenly someone said that it was just a joke.

If you change someone else, you won't believe it right away.

"I suggest taking the time to do a biopsy of the pathological tissue." Zheng Ren said: "After the biopsy, you will know whether the mass-occupying tissue is benign or malignant."

"Speaking of treatment... If the doctor on this side has a way to treat it, he will do it here. If not, go to 912 and find me."

"Boss Zheng, really?" Wu Hui's voice trembled.

"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded.

"Can you stay?" Wu Hui felt that he had returned to the Mayo Clinic again. With this honest and honest Boss Zheng by his side, he felt at ease.

"Maybe I don't have time." Zheng Ren shook his head, "It takes a long time for the pathological biopsy to return. I can't wait. There are still many things going on at home."

Seeing Wu Hui's expression, Zheng Ren smiled, "It's alright, the biopsy of the pathological tissue is not difficult, and the doctor in Heyang can definitely do it. The operation is a little difficult, you can also go to the imperial capital to find me."

Zheng Ren repeated what he just said again, showing that he did not lie.

"Zheng..." Wu Hui wanted to say something, but Su Yun's cell phone rang again.