"The tumor is large, but the whole body is now scanned and no metastasis is found for the time being."

"There must be some metastasis when it is approaching lymph nodes, but at this age, unlike a young person, her cell metabolism is slow and the metastasis is slow."

"I guess how many years I can live after the operation."

After searching for a long time, no one could find any fault but found evidence supporting Xie Wanying. He had to give up and instead asked Tan Kelin:

"Dr. Tan, what do you think is the biggest problem with this surgery?"

"There is no major problem for the time being." Tan Klin said in a cold voice, "I want to talk about another case."

"One case?" The doctors present were surprised.

Tan Klin was willing to accept this patient, so he must have thought that the student was right in the morning and there was no big problem. Tan Klin confiscated the patient he said to another student.

Soon, Xiao Yazhi's medical record copy paper was assigned to all the doctors in the department to read.

"Six years old."

"Multiple tumors?"

"Suspected to be highly malignant."

"Children's Hospital refuses to accept it?!"

"Doctor Tan, this-"

"My student said I could take it to the department to discuss it and see if I could take it in." Tan Kelin said to everyone in a very practical tone.

In an instant, all the doctors in the department raised their heads and looked at Tan Kelin in unison: It turns out that the old lady, you didn't say anything just now, is the prelude? Are you trying to test whether any of us can convince your students? Okay!

Teacher Tan, who is cold-faced, has always been scheming in his mind: his colleagues' ideas may be similar to his. But it is not possible for more people to discuss the ideas differently. His new ideas are bold, but he does not have the clinical experience of such a small patient and is difficult to judge. He can only ask everyone to think about it together.

A large number of seniors' scalp became a little numb because they had just experienced the little girl's sharp mouth.

"Tell me, why you can and can't." Shen Jinghui pointed at the desktop with his fingers, and his very serious facial expression seemed to be ready to find fault.

The director's aura was frightening. The doctors bit their ears: "She is very calm."

In front of everyone, Xie Wanying took a ballpoint pen in her hand and placed it on her laptop. Her simple face looked very quiet, and her eyes were even colder, as if no one could shake it.

She said she was not humble in the face of a group of clinical senior teachers and leaders? She did not show any arrogant behavior, would not speak aggressively, would not hold her head high to despise anyone. She could only be calm and self-sustained, and contained a bit of coldness on the tip of the scalpel.

The seniors were surprised by her cold expression and said that she was cold and unkind, but now she was arguing with a group of medical seniors for a six-year-old patient, as if she had a spirit of fear of death.

A group of doctors laughed privately. I have never seen a female intern like her. No matter how proud the academic masters are, they have seen them, but proud people do not need to have her seemingly overworking spirit. The academic masters themselves do not need to work hard.

Professor Li held up the preschool lenses, slowed down his voice, and asked, "Doctor Xie, do you know what multiple leiomyomas are?"

Xie Wanying nodded: "Leiomyoma is not necessarily a malignant tumor."

Her answer made a group of clinical seniors stunned, and they were surprised and uproared:

"Do you think this patient is not malignant?"
Chapter completed!