This result is of great significance to the patients, their families and the medical team, as it means that this surgical operation is relatively clean for Dr. Zhang Yuqing.
Teacher Lu's ability to survive to this day also proves this point.
As the patient's attending physician, Tao Zhijie will of course pay attention to the details of the pathology and then the pathologist behind it. Zhang Huayao's attention is for the same reason.
That is to say, it is undeniable that He Xiangyu is excellent as a pathologist. What others could not find, she found, is that she has a particularly good pair of pathological eyes.
If He Xiangyu herself would comment on this matter, she would first say that the junior sister is great. She chose to trust the junior sister because she had long felt that the pathology of the junior sister was like an old doctor who had been practicing medicine for many years.
(Xie Wanying: Second senior sister’s medical intuition slipped away.)
Yu Xuexian admitted that he had not thought deeply about it, and turned to Junior Sister He and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, senior brother." He Xiangyu was flattered repeatedly. Who doesn't want to contribute to the teacher, she does the same.
"He asked you to come, what did you just say?" Yu Xuexian asked, remembering the report she submitted at the beginning.
He Xiangyu said: "I doubted whether the teacher had been transferred again, so I took it for pathology."
"which place?"
"liver."
"Yes or no?"
"No. It's just that the liver cyst has grown a bit."
I must have felt very lucky to hear this. Yu Xuexian sat on the chair and supported his forehead with both hands, his whole body shaking a little. Then I recalled something, and I raised my head and asked He Xiangyu and us: "How many days has the teacher been hospitalized?"
Pathological examination reports cannot be produced in a day or two, at most eight days. This means that the person kept the news from us for several days.
"You are in better spirits today and want to see you guys. So you ask a few of them to come." Li Xingqian said cheerfully, "It would be useful if they came early."
"How is it useful?"
"What are you doing with so few people? Their efforts will definitely be needed. If you let them come," He Xiangyu said in a polite tone as a young man.
Originally, if the person comes to help treat a disease, it will have no use other than interfering with the patient's rest.
Zhang Huayao heard it and stood up and said: "He means that the teacher had a heart attack that time, right? He took the teacher to Guozhi and said that he was going to treat you for a heart attack, but the result was like this. He had the nerve to hide it.
With others?"
Shen Youhuan interrupted: "How well you treat the patient, it is his turn to speak."
After all, the guy standing in front of us and my people are top authorities in cardiology.
Zhang Huayao touched his chest. He was so angry that his lungs would bleed. He huffed and puffed all the way out and shouted, "Cao Yong, you want to see the teacher."
Outside the ward, Teacher Lu opened his eyes, looked at the person next to Neng's bed and said, "He's here."
Cao Yong nodded: "Teacher, please don't close your eyes and rest."
"You've slept until your back hurts." Teacher Lu complained. He had always been a person who was willing to lie flat, but now it's really hard to lie down all day long.
Hearing that, the smile in Cao Yong's eyes was not sour.
"Did he tell you?" Teacher Lu confirmed, "We have already agreed. It will be very slow to go home after staying in the hospital for a few days. Is there any need to tell others? My family is very busy."
"Are you sure? Teacher, what you said doesn't mean anything." Cao Yong said.
"I listened to you then." Teacher Lu knew whether he should laugh or be angry, and said, "Yingying, you have serious thoughts, so don't put pressure on you. If they destroy you, you can spare them."
