After raising a cat, the goddess doctor became popular in the interstellar

Chapter 56: Really Grade III Glioma

Probably this moon worship ceremony has been done too much recently, and the effect has become worse and worse.As soon as he returned to the duty room, Chi Song saw the new patient.

A little boy of seven or eight years old, accompanied by a kind-hearted old man, presumably his grandfather.

The child was unexpectedly sensible and cooperative, which saved him a lot of time and successfully completed the MRI of the head.

Chi Song looked at the image repeatedly, his heart sank bit by bit.This is an apparently grade III glioma-anaplastic astrocytoma.

Chi Song, as the chief resident of the imaging department, has seen a lot of films, is used to seeing all kinds of lesions, and has also learned how to convey bad news.

The only thing he couldn't get used to was this kind of disease that happened to the child.

Grade III and IV gliomas are notorious because they are incurable.

Although it was still early, it was also equivalent to announcing the child's death sentence.

The heavy door slid open, and Chi Song took the child's hand and walked out together. Just as he was about to explain the situation to the family members, he was suddenly taken aback.

But in just a few minutes, why are there so many people outside the MRI room?
Director Feng from the Department of Imaging, Director Hou from the Neurosurgery Department, Director Qian from the Department of Pediatrics... Even Dean Lin came in person.

In tonight's moon worship ceremony, which gods and gods were alarmed, and what major events caused the earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods?
Or, which movie did I not watch carefully today, and I made a major mistake?He felt guilty for no reason.

"How about the results of the inspection just now? Tell us about it." Dean Lin instructed.

Turns out it wasn't my problem.Chi Song's heart relaxed a little, and he picked it up again.

The child's test results were really disappointing.

"MRI shows that there are three small occupants in the back of the infratentorial brain stem, with low and equal mixed signals on T1 images, and equal and high mixed signals on T2 images."

Chi Song's voice was low and deep: "...the boundary is not clear, there is edema around, and the mass effect is obvious. It is highly suspected that it is the early form of anaplastic astrocytoma."

There was silence.After a long time, Dean Lin said: "Xiaochi is still young, if I ask Laohou and the others to help check it, maybe it's not accurate."

Chi Song did not refute.He didn't care about this little face at all, he would rather be blindsided.

Director Hou and Director Qian went in hand in hand, looking at the images again and again.

It is a pity that for intracranial glioma, the results of MRI are the clearest, and it is impossible for them to overturn Chimatsu's conclusion.

Director Qian remembered what he said in the afternoon.He said at the time: This child is obviously very good, and I think he is physically stronger than ordinary children!
But now, he was severely slapped in the face by the image, his complexion turned red and then pale, not very good-looking.

Director Hou didn't pay attention to him, but thought of Tao Le.

How did she figure it out?Could it be that he made a possible judgment and put forward reasonable suggestions based on simple superficial indications?

Don't be afraid of authority, don't care about gains and losses.That heart of a doctor is hot and sincere, without any blemishes.

He had already forgotten that just a few hours ago, Tao Le was still a negative example of "inappropriate" in his mouth.

The two came out and shook their heads slightly to the people who were looking forward to it.

"An enhanced MRI can be done to further confirm the diagnosis," Director Hou said.

Everyone understands what he said. Whether or not to do enhancement will not change the diagnosis result. It is just a further confirmation to lay the foundation for the next step of treatment.

I really didn't expect that this little grandson of Mr. Zhou would actually have a brain tumor.And it was a malignant grade III glioma.

Everyone present felt extremely heavy.

Only Tang asked himself, not knowing the ins and outs of this disease, with a bright smile on his face.

Chi Song just promised him that he would reward him with a lollipop!
Zhou Jishen seemed to be ten years older, and his body was a little bent.

He himself never married, and he regarded Tang Wen as his own grandson.This child is rare and smart and eager to learn. He taught him hand in hand, and he meant to pass on the mantle to him.

But heaven is jealous of talents, this kind of malignant glioma, which only affects four to six people out of every one hundred thousand, can grow into Xiaowen's head.

"Mr. Zhou, don't get angry. Let's give Xiaowen a comprehensive examination tomorrow, and then arrange consultations with various departments to discuss the best plan."

Dean Lin shook Zhou Jishen's hand: "Traditional Chinese medicine is also very effective in fighting cancer. Let's work together to find a way out."

Zhou Jishen also suddenly heard the bad news just now, and his mind became dizzy and he stopped thinking.

Hearing Dean Lin's words now, he immediately came back to his senses, with a wry smile on his face.

Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed effective in inhibiting the progression and recurrence of brain tumors.

He himself has used several acupuncture methods, and he also has the usual proven prescriptions, which are not only effective, but also significantly prolong the postoperative recurrence and survival years.

He has previously treated children with brain tumors, several of which were malignant.

For brain glioma, surgery is a necessary prerequisite.

After the operation, he made comprehensive adjustments to the patient's body through acupuncture and moxibustion decoction, trying his best to improve the quality of life and prolong the patient's survival period.

But only prolonged, not cured.

He remembered that the best of those children survived seven years after the operation, successfully passing his birthday.

Although he eventually died, his family also appreciated him and recognized his medical skills.

Because those seven years were already three times longer than the theoretical survival time.

Now it's Xiaowen's turn.Even if he tried his best, how long could he last?
Xiaowen is still too young.The traditional Chinese medicines used in traditional Chinese medicine to rejuvenate the wind, detoxify and dissipate stagnation are either poisonous insects such as centipedes, scorpions, and toads, or things that are extremely cold such as bezoar and Pinellia, and they are used in large quantities.While anti-tumor, the damage to the body is not small.

He was thinking a lot in his heart, but on the surface he forced himself to calm down.Although Dean Lin's suggestion is relatively safe, he still needs to think about it again.

However, for some reason, he suddenly thought of Tao Le.

It was that girl who saw Xiaowen's question at a glance.It's a pity that I and others thought she was grandstanding.

I have been practicing medicine for so many years and have seen so many patients, but my vision still needs to be improved.After all, he is still accustomed to judging others by age and qualifications.

This incident really taught myself a good lesson.

By the way, just now he noticed that Xiaowen's pulse pattern was different, and in a moment of anxiety, he immediately got a car and went straight to the first hospital, and even forgot to ask about Cheng Yue's situation.

But even if my impression of that girl changed, Cheng Yue's illness was not something she could cure.

I just hope that her acupuncture can really be effective, and it can somewhat improve Ayue's breathing problem and make him live more comfortably.

(End of this chapter)