The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 792 - Gave Up Helplessly

Chapter 792: Gave Up Helplessly

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zheng Ren understood the whole process and the details of the announcent.

Therefore, after seeing the radiographic films, Zheng Ren’s first impression was that he had advanced pancreatic cancer with liver tastases.

However, it was not ruled out that it was a neuroendocrine tumor of the pancreas.

Hearing Professor Yang’s words, Zheng Ren nodded and said, “Take a closer look. If it’s an endocrine tumor of the pancreas, there might be a way.”

The patient’s family seed to have lost their ability to make their own judgnts. They stood by the side with a particularly ugly expression.

The local diagnosis was of the advanced stage of pancreatic cancer. He ca to Imperial Capital with the intention of giving it a try. However, the professor’s first thought when he heard this was also of the advanced stage of pancreatic cancer. At this mont, the patient’s family was thinking of giving up the treatnt.

As for the endocrine tumor of the pancreas, was it not still a tumor no matter what?

What was the difference?

Zheng Ren replaced the CT scan of his upper abdon and inserted the nuclear MRI radiographic films into it.

The enhancent seed to provide more information.

Although Zheng Ren had the ability to reconstruct, more radiographic films could provide more details, which was also helpful for reconstruction. However, reconstruction was only morphological and could not provide pathological evidence. It was not particularly helpful for the diagnosis of the patient in front of him.

From the perspective of the changes in hemodynamics, Zheng Ren tried hard to differentiate between malignant tumors of the pancreas and endocrine tumors of the pancreas.

“Have you checked the immunostaining of pheochromogen A?” Zheng Ren asked.

“No.”

“Let’s check it out. The arterial phase on the radiographic films is problematic. It is still more likely to be an endocrine tumor of the pancreas,” Zheng Ren said. “If possible, do an endoscopy and take a biopsy of the pathological tissue.”

“Okay.” Professor Yang nodded.

Zheng Ren’s initial judgnt was enough. At this ti, no one could determine the stage, so the next step of treatnt could not be discussed.

If it was the G3 stage, Professor Yang would advise the patient’s family to give up. But if it was the G1 or G2 stage, it could be treated completely.

“By the way, Chief Zheng, if surgery can be done, do you have any ideas on your side?”

“We can do radiofrequency ablation,” Zheng Ren said.

“It’s good that you can do it.” Professor Yang smiled.

The surgery could remove the space occupied by the pancreas. However, it was very difficult to remove the space occupied by the liver in the General Surgery Departnt. The best way was to receive interventional treatnt.

It was good that Chief Zheng could do it and dared to do it. This ant that the patient’s survival period would be extended.

After putting the radiographic films together, Professor Yang’s movents beca slower and slower. He could feel the shift in the patient’s family.

However, he still handed the bag of radiographic films to the patient’s family and said, “Co as soon as possible. Do a biopsy. The pathology will determine the nature of the patient’s lesion. It may not be pancreatic cancer. If it isn’t, after treatnt, the patient’s survival period can reach about ten years.”

“Oh, okay, okay. Thank you, thank you.” The patient’s family said a few polite words, bowed, and left.

Seeing the patient’s family mber disappear, Professor Yang shook his head.

He then sighed.

Zheng Ren was also an senior doctor. From the details of the family mber’s words and actions, he could also determine the probability of what would happen.

The patient’s family mber did not have the intention to strongly request for surgery or treatnt. He only ca to ask for confirmation so that he would have a better reason to give up on treatnt.

However, Zheng Ren and Professor Yang gave a plausible conclusion and wanted to do another check-up.

Both of them noticed that there was a kind of disappointnt hidden under the patient’s family’s polite tone.

There was even...so anger?

In fact, the degree of malignancy of neuroendocrine tumors was far less than that of pancreatic cancer. Although there was distal tastasis, it was only a characteristic of neuroendocrine tumors.

If it was confird and could be treated with surgery, Zheng Ren was confident that the patient’s life expectancy would be raised to more than ten years.

According to the latest wikileaks, Jobs’ death was due to both neuroendocrine tumors and AIDS. After all, he was a hippie when he was young, so it was not surprising that he had AIDS.

But looking at the mood of the patient’s family, they probably gave up after going back.

Whether it was for family or financial reasons, these had nothing to do with the doctor. In terms of illness alone, it would really be a pity if he gave up.

However, the doctor could only give advice to the patient’s family mbers. As for whether to treat him or not, the doctor could not make the decision.

Professor Yang patted Zheng Ren’s shoulder and quickly adjusted his mood; he smiled and said, “Little Zheng, the recovery of the patients with liver hydatid disease after surgery is particularly good. All the test values are gradually recovering. Your surgical skill is really not bad. When I find another patient, will you teach ?”

“Brother Yang, you’re too polite.” Zheng Ren smiled and said, “If there is, we can discuss it.”

Professor Yang was a little happy that he agreed to it.

There were two different concepts in the field of autologous liver transplantation. There was soone who taught it and there was no one who taught it.

In the Departnt of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery of 912, the chief had perford autologous liver transplantation, but the number was not large. Professor Yang had also seen the chief perform on the stage. His skills...were really not as good as Zheng Ren’s.

In fact, he was very curious. How did Zheng Ren manage to perform that surgery at his age?

There was also a precedent for general surgeons to engage in interventional procedures. At least half of the TIPS surgeries were perford by general surgeons and interventional surgeons together.

However, Chief Zheng had both his hands, and both his hands were skilled. This was quite amazing.

The patient’s family mbers left, and Zheng Ren finished looking at the radiographic films. He then took his leave. Professor Yang walked Zheng Ren to the door and watched him leave.

Zheng Ren walked to the elevator and felt a little regretful.

This illness could still be treated. It was indeed a pity to give up. However, there was no other way. Zheng Ren sighed.

Su Yun had not returned yet, so Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. He returned to the ward and took a look at the postoperative patient.

Chang Yue and Little Oliver were not so busy anymore. With Professor Shen, there were three people doing the preoperative work. Zheng Ren’s team could be considered strong.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was busy sorting out the statistical data.

The Nobel Prize judges and the relevant data of the surgery patients were very strict. Zheng Ren did not have any intention of doing these trivial things at all.

It was much better to let the Professor and Su Yun do it.

However, the problem was still the number of patients. Thousands of surgeries and postoperative follow-up would beco a big problem as the number of surgeries increased.

Winning the Nobel Prize was not sothing that could be achieved with just skill or passion.

Zheng Ren saw that there was nothing much going on in the departnt and was ready to find Little Yiren to go out for lunch.

In the past few days, Zheng Ren, the chief of all the relevant departnts in the hospital, had visited them. Most of them were just being polite. Zheng Ren felt that it was not impossible to point at these chief of staff get them to bow their heads.

It was not easy to get to this point.

He took out his phone and was about to send Xie Yiren a WeChat ssage when a call suddenly ca in. It was from Su Yun.

Zheng Ren imdiately picked up.

“Boss, pick-up in a second!” Su Yun said. “The Pediatric Ergency Departnt. Hurry up!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Trouble!”