Zhu Jun felt bitter in his heart when he looked at his cousin.

It would have been great if he could do it himself, but the shadow of the lung nodule that could not be removed from the operating table last time was always shrouded in Zhu Jun's heart, which made him feel uneasy.

Wedge cutting is indeed very simple, but if you can't cut it, you'll be stunned.

Since then, Zhu Jun seems to have a psychological shadow, and his heart trembles every time he thinks of thoracoscopy for wedge cutting.

Second Aunt’s illness is more suitable for wedge cutting. All this is done by my second Aunt’s health, but my cousin in the country has always been struggling with whether it is red envelopes or not.

Many people have arranged jokes about surgeons.

If you don’t receive red envelopes, you won’t have surgery. If you do surgery on your dad, you have to give it to yourself and so on.

Zhu Jun understood everything, but he didn't believe that someone was so stupid that he thought he would not perform surgery on his second aunt because he didn't have a red envelope.

Isn't this nonsense?

He fed the dog with kindness, but he still fed the wild dog that he was not familiar with. Zhu Jun looked at his cousin fiercely.

"Big cousin, I have asked you, don't think I'm a countryman and don't know anything. Director Li of the Third Hospital is your apprentice, why is your chief director secretly looking for someone to do surgery?" Zhu Jun's cousin brought up any pot without opening any pot.

Zhu Jun really wanted to use a medical record clip to slapp his cousin to death in front of him.

What are you talking about?

Seeing Zhu Jun's expression gloomy, his cousin continued to nag and kept talking for more than an hour before leaving with a dry mouth.

What made Zhu Jun disgusted was that when he left, he actually said he wanted to live at his parents' house.

It is really hard to deal with the poor relatives in the countryside. Zhu Jun was a little bored. If you don’t want to do it, just get out of here. At worst, I won’t go back to my hometown. Zhu Jun thought viciously.

But things are far from as simple as Zhu Jun imagined.

In the afternoon, Zhu Jun was "harassed" by his mother's phone number countless times. His mother felt that she had lost face in front of her own sister, and she cried and made a fuss to have surgery.

Zhu Jun was ridiculous and couldn't explain it no matter how much he explained it.

He was kind-hearted and even did not hesitate to embarrass his apprentice, so he specially asked the most capable Lu Tiancheng to take her to the Third Hospital to check out and find Professor Chen Houkun and Chen for the operation.

In the end, I made myself feel bad inside and outside.

Do it, isn't it okay? After cutting the lung lobe, it's not a major operation, so Zhu Jun made up his mind.

But before I could get off work, my second aunt and cousin pushed a wheelchair to the chest surgery department, where Zhu Jun's mother sat.

Zhu Jun's mother is already eighty years old, ten years older than her sister.

Due to the cold weather in the northeast, the temperature difference between indoor and outdoors is large, and the cardiopulmonary function of the elderly is worse. This is the case with Zhu Jun’s mother.

She suffers from severe bronchitis and asthma, and she will breathe after walking for a few steps.

Zhu Jun once suggested that his mother live in the south and be a migratory bird, but was rejected by his mother.

The older generation has a strong sense of rural concepts, and Zhu Jun can't do anything about it.

Seeing that his second aunt and cousin actually tossed his mother, Zhu Jun was furious and rolled up his sleeves and was about to slap his cousin.

But a film bag blocked in front of Zhu Jun was stunned for a moment.

"My aunt chatted with my mother for a while. They are sisters. My aunt was afraid that she would get cancer, so she went for a CT scan." Zhu Jun's cousin said.

Zhu Jun instantly guessed what happened and his mind buzzed.

He checks the old lady's health every six months, not including the examinations performed during the respiratory department hospitalization.

I was fine last time I had an examination, is there something wrong?

After snatching the film, Zhu Jun pushed his old mother into the director's office.

There is a very obvious lung nodule in the lower lobe of the left lung on the film, about 6mm. When I saw the images on the film, Zhu Jun was completely speechless.

Although it is very likely that the elderly have small sarcoidosis in their lungs, they are unable to accept the fact that their mother is sick for a while.

Moreover, the most important thing is that my mother has severe bronchitis and asthma. The lower lobe of the left lung is a relatively intact lobe. If it is completely removed...

Zhu Jun dared not think too much.

We must undergo thoracoscopic wedge removal surgery, and Zhu Jun made up his mind after reading it.

How to perform the surgery next became the biggest problem.

Zhu Jun calmed down and hid the film.

He pretended to be fine and comforted his mother a few words, sent her, her second aunt and her cousin who had been looking for trouble home, and then returned to the director's office.

This is a coincidence, but it is not a coincidence. Zhu Jun felt wronged and grateful.

Small lung nodules are prevalent, and some of them will be transformed into lung cancer. At most, it can be said to be a precancerous lesion.

If I had discovered it a year earlier, Zhu Jun would have no good idea.

Either observe and wait for the small nodules to grow; or cut the lung lobes directly and make a handful of them.

But if Zhu Jun chose it, he would definitely not be able to fight to the death, he could only observe.

But what should I do if it is malignant? The small nodule will be surgically removed when it grows up. The old mother also has severe asthma, and the lower lobe of the left lung carries half of the lung function.

In that case, it would be a death sentence. If you don’t have surgery, you might be able to live for two more years.

However, the implementation of the thoracoscopy left a glimmer of life for Zhu Jun's mother, which could wedge and retain most of the lung function!

He definitely couldn't do the surgery. Zhu Jun calmed down and thought, and he would definitely not send his mother to the third hospital.

Zhu Jun can do something that he slapped himself in the face and did it by himself. Moreover, that little boy Li Qinghua didn't say anything, so he could only greet him with a smile. He even had to stay in the ward as a escort after the operation.

But Zhu Jun was not going to do this before he could finish his journey.

He twisted his cell phone and thought for a while before he called out.

"Professor Chen, Hello, I am Zhu Jun, the Chest Department of Jianghai People's Hospital."

"Director, hello, long time no see you." Chen Houkun was a little surprised, but he still replied gently.

"Professor Chen, my mother found out that the lower lobe of the left lung..."

Zhu Jun gave a brief introduction to Chen Houkun. They are all from thoracic departments. Zhu Jun’s introduction is organized, simple and detailed, and explains all difficulties clearly.

"Professor Chen, I know you have to come to Jianghai City every two weeks. See if you can take the time to come to our People's Hospital next time."

Although he was passing through the phone, Zhu Jun's waist had bent down, as if Chen Houkun was right in front of him.

The phone fell silent.

"Hey? Hey? Professor Chen, can you hear me?" Zhu Jun asked repeatedly.

The signal is bad? No, what's wrong?

A few seconds later, Chen Houkun's voice came from the phone.

"Director Zhu, you know the rules of flying knives. I can do the surgery, but I only do it in the Third Hospital in Jianghai City. Otherwise, you will not mention the fees for hiring experts from outside the hospital. They are all my own people. If you don't talk about this, it's just a matter of taking action."
Chapter completed!