After encouraging his classmates to speak freely, Xie Wanying asked Li Qi'an to continue talking about his thoughts.
"I think this is possible, Yingying, after the incision of the tumor was pulled out of the anus, and the abdominal incision was not necessary." Li Qi'an said his thoughts, "Bed 11 and I know that you used to help Teacher Tan successfully cut a case of low rectal cancer with a laparoscopic examination and save the anus. I think you can help Teacher Tan perform another similar operation and give him bed 11 according to my idea."
"That patient protected his anus because he had conservative treatment." Xie Wanying told the truth and poured cold water on her classmates.
"Ah?" Li Qian was shocked.
"Because the patient predicted that he had hypodifferentiation cancer before surgery, and his whole body metastasis was fast, so it didn't matter whether he did anal protection or not," said Xie Wanying.
Li Qi'an sat on the chair and looked at the ceiling: the first time he mustered up the courage to make suggestions, but before he reached the teacher, he had already been completely refuted by the top student.
"Actually, the teacher should have considered your idea." Xie Wanying did not completely deny her classmates' ideas. As far as she knows, there are surgical teams at home and abroad to study such surgery. "Putting out the cut specimens from the anus is the transanal rectal cancer resection that the surgeon began to try."
When Li Qian heard that things had a turnaround, he cheered up: "Yingying, is it okay to say this about my idea?"
"The patients on bed 11 need to make sure that they can't protect the anus without protecting them. Therefore, the specimens you want to pull out must not come out through the anus. Not protecting the anus can greatly improve the patient's survival rate." Xie Wanying said.
"What should I do if I don't come out of the anus?"
"No need to come out of the anus, of course it is--" Xie Wanying said this and got off the bus, letting her classmates think for themselves.
Li Qian asked her: "What do you say?"
"Idiot, are you stupid? What have you been studying medicine? Don't you know what she is talking about?" Someone on the opposite side suddenly shouted at him.
Li Qi'an looked over and saw that it was Lin Hao, and hummed twice: "You listened to us secretly. Are you from our group? Of course I know what she is talking about. Isn't this a question that Yingying is talking about?"
"Stop quarrel. You guys." Zhao Zhaowei's weak voice came in and asked them to keep quiet. During the 24-hour duty, he would be sleeping on the doctor's desk at noon.
"You weak fat man, don't be dizzy when you are on duty." Lin Hao warned Zhao Zhaowei first when he heard this, and don't lose the face of their classmates again.
"I'm not dizzy, I'm dozing." Zhao Zhaowei opened his mouth wide and yawned.
Li Qian was also scared when he saw him like this: "You go to the lounge to sleep. Why do I think you are worse than me last week?"
"Can I be worse than you?" Zhao Zhaowei said without admitting that he is worse than his thin classmate.
"To be honest, I worry more about you than him." Xie Wanying joined in and said with a slight concern to classmate Zhao.
In medicine, fat people are more likely to die suddenly than thin people.
Zhao Zhaowei raised his eyebrows unhappily at the other three classmates: "According to what you say, there are many teachers with higher weight in clinical practice than me. Why are they okay?"
"People pay attention to rest," said Li Qi'an.
Chapter completed!