"So, you all came together to wake me up." Wu Youqian, who was half lying on the bed, looked at the group of doctors who suddenly broke into the lounge with his eyes blurred, and became a little angry, "Even if it's a big deal, you can't
Wait until I wake up?"
Sun Lien and others looked solemn. After listening to Dr. Brun's explanation, a group of them really dared to consider ipf. Yes, they all vaguely guessed this direction. But most people subconsciously avoided this guess.
.
There is no cure for ipf. Apart from lung transplantation, there is no way to reverse it.
After Dean Song heard the diagnosis, he sat down with a gloomy expression, lowered his head and said nothing. Sun Lien and several other doctors jumped up and hurried to the lounge. Wu Youqian was getting old after all.
Moreover, he is the "teacher" of almost all the doctors in the four hospitals, so everyone provides care and convenience to the old man to the best of their ability. This lounge that only he uses is one of the many conveniences.
Then Sun Lien and others just knocked on the door and all of them rushed in. At first glance, they looked like the FBI was checking the water meter.
"Dean Wu... just let us listen to the lung sounds for a while." Sun Lien held up the stethoscope Xu Yourong gave him, trying to calm down the situation a little, "After listening, we will go out immediately."
Wu Youqian did not take the ladder handed over by Sun Lien. He squinted his eyes and suddenly asked, "Is this matter... your idea?"
Sun Lien did not dare to answer the question, but continued to persuade the old man to undergo examination.
"Let me ask you something!" The old man knocked on the bed board in dissatisfaction, "Do you think I am sick?"
Sun Lien wiped the sweat on his head, and after thinking for a long time, he felt that he could not just sell Dean Song to him. Therefore, with the consciousness of being scolded bloody, he nodded and said, "I think... your state
Something seems wrong."
Sun Lien lowered his head and finished speaking, and immediately closed his eyes tightly, preparing to face Wu Youqian's severe criticism. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, the expected scolding did not come, and the rest room became quiet instead.
After waiting for a few seconds, Wu Youqian suddenly burst out laughing. Then the laughter became louder and louder, and the laughter became more and more hearty. He even laughed so hard that he could hardly breathe. In the end, he could only blush and cough.
Stopped.
Seeing Dean Wu's appearance, Sun Lien quickly looked at the old man's status bar. Fortunately, there was no such state as "laughing in anger" or "insanity". It was not that he had made the old man crazy.
Director Huang took the stethoscope from Sun Lien. After the old man breathed evenly, he listened to the old man's lung sounds, then took off the stethoscope. After a long silence, he asked, "When did you find out?"
"What did you find?" Wu Youqian winked at Director Huang Wenhui, "Did you find that I don't have many years to live?"
Lao Wu's joke made all the doctors present fall silent.
"You guys are still too young." Old Wu beat his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "I am already seventy-one years old. At this age, there is not much difference between osteosarcoma and influenza anyway.
It’s a good few years to live.”
Wu Youqian's words are quite straightforward. For older people, it is easier to let go of the fact that they can still live for six or seven years, and for many people in this age group.
In fact, there is not much difference.
"Have you taken any medicine?" Director Huang asked after a moment of silence, "Have you taken pirfenidone and nintedanib? Even if it cannot cure, at least it can slow down the progress..."
"A box of nintedanib costs 8,000 yuan, and one box of medicine can last for half a month. Pirfenidone is cheaper, and it costs 800 yuan a bottle. But a bottle of 54 pills can only last three days.
"Wu Youqian shook his head, "Why spend that money? It's either 8,000 or 16,000 a month, why not support a few more students..." At this point, Old Wu said with some pride, "I'm five
The high school student I sponsored last year was admitted to Jiaotong University."
When a group of doctors were hesitating what to say, Wu Youqian suddenly sat up from the bed. He waved to Sun Lien, "Come here." Then he said to the other doctors next to him, "You... go out for a while, I have some problems."
Talk to Xiao Sun about the matter."
Several doctors around looked at each other and walked out of the room together in a tacit understanding. Even Dr. Brun, who didn't understand what Wu Youqian was talking about, was dragged out by Pascal.
"Xiao Sun, come on, sit down first." Wu Youqian pointed to the bed opposite him and asked Sun Li'en, "I heard from Zhou Jun that you have already joined the group and started doing experiments?"
Sun Lien nodded hesitantly. His postgraduate career had not officially started yet. He had initially participated in scientific research work before, mainly to help his senior brother who had already written the thesis. He had not yet started to do formal experiments. This situation is difficult.
Simply use "have done experiments" or "have not yet" to distinguish.
"There's no topic yet, right?" Wu Youqian thought for a moment, then asked, "I have a topic here, which is somewhat related to diagnosis. Are you interested?"
Sun Lien couldn't just nod or shake his head now. He coughed lightly and said, "Dean Wu, Teacher Liu has already planned to recruit me to another research group... I'm afraid this won't work, right?"
"I don't want to poach people from Liu Tangchun's staff." Wu Youqian laughed, "I have learned a little bit about your ability, which is indeed impressive. However, I guess my idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis problem
, you shouldn’t be the first to see the clues, right?”
Sun Lien nodded without hesitation. Now that others have seen it, the meaning of his harsh words is different. "Dean Song first thought that you might be a little unwell, so he asked me to come and see you."
"Hey, lesbians are really attentive." Wu Youqian grinned happily, "Even Song Wen's dishonorable temperament is no exception." He said seriously to Sun Li'en, "Your diagnosis and reasoning are very good, but there is a major problem.
You know what the flaws are, right?"
Sun Lien thought about his diagnosis process since he had the status bar, and said hesitantly, "I think... it's mainly due to lack of experience."
Sometimes, Sun Lien can grasp the clues very accurately and start to make a diagnosis under the prompts in the status bar. But the problem is that sometimes when these diagnoses are pushed to a certain point, they often fail due to Sun Lien's own lack of knowledge reserves and lack of medical experience.
Get into a situation where there is an outage or a difficult diagnosis.
"That's right." Wu Youqian nodded happily. Geniuses are always arrogant. Sun Lien can clearly see his own shortcomings, which is another rare trait. "So, I plan to let you join this research group.
."
After talking about this, Sun Lien was naturally a little curious, "What is the research group you are talking about...?"
"The research and development of an artificial intelligence-assisted identification system for disease diagnosis led by Shuimu University." Wu Youqian smiled and revealed his trump card, "After joining the group, you don't have to do anything else. You only need to read the case reports. All digitization across the country.
You can look at the archived case records as you like. Of course, if the project goes well, you will need to conduct several comparative experiments with AI."