Chapter 85 I want a one-shot video

Generally speaking, after surgery for early-stage lung cancer, the five-year survival rate is around 80 to 90 percent, while for mid-stage and late-stage lung cancer, it is only 30 percent and 10 percent respectively.

However, there are different opinions on the survival rate ten years after surgery, but this mainly depends on whether the cancer recurs or metastasizes. However, it is certain that the survival rate of lung cancer patients will gradually decrease over time.

But no matter what, among all malignant tumor mortality rankings, lung cancer still ranks first.

"Backstage at the concert, Wei Feng's symptoms were not obvious, and apart from a few signs on his face, he did not show symptoms such as hemoptysis, difficulty breathing, coughing, etc. that are common in patients with mid- to late-stage lung cancer..." Su Tang frowned in thought, carefully recalling the concert a month ago.

Since her main attention was on Ye Shuang who was suffering from an acute attack of bronchial asthma at that time, Su Tang was a little worried that she might have missed some information.

But after thinking about it, Su Tang really didn't find any problem with Wei Feng's coughing and spitting blood.

"However, the situation was special at the time. He was in a hurry to go to the hospital, and there were no other testing equipment backstage at the Dragon Gate Stadium concert, so I didn't check his pulse..."

"Maybe he has had symptoms such as coughing and spitting blood, but he didn't have a cough when I was there..." Su Tang considered carefully, his eyes never leaving the trending news on his phone from beginning to end.

After all, Wei Feng was not her patient. Just like Zou Chunfu's uremia and Wei Yan's paralysis, there was a lot she could do, but also very little.

The more patients she came into contact with in this field, the more she felt that the combination of Chinese and Western medicine was the best way.

Just like Wei Yan, when he suffered a comminuted fracture, orthopedic surgery experts were his best choice, but when it came to treating neurological problems, it became her home turf.

At this time, Su Tang couldn't help but sigh. If she was a surgeon, and a tumor surgeon or a thoracic surgeon, she would have the right to operate and have outstanding surgical skills.

So when faced with a situation like Wei Feng, she could first perform surgical resection of the lesion, and at the same time use traditional Chinese medicine to enhance resistance and immunity while undergoing chemotherapy, so as to minimize the probability of cancer recurrence.

Although there are no specific clinical statistics and no treatment of patients in the late stage of cancer surgery, but according to Su Tang's idea.

She should be able to significantly reduce the late-stage mortality rate of lung cancer patients.

Su Tang is still very confident about this.

"But the matter of Wei Feng and Ye Shuang is just my guess. It doesn't necessarily mean that the cancer has changed..."

"Maybe the girl was touched after seeing her boyfriend suffering from cancer. She thought that people should cherish their time in this life and should be with their loved ones in the short time they have and love each other more. That's why they got married." Su Tang blinked and slowly turned her eyes away from the trending searches on her phone.

"Sigh..." Before turning off her phone, Su Tang took a last look at the photo of Ye Shuang and Wei Feng hugging each other on the trending search with a sad face.

Sure enough, she was not famous enough, did not have enough cases, had little experience, and was too young...

At first, she specially kept the patient so that he could come to her for treatment after the operation, but it has been a month and not even a single hair has been seen...

"I can't change my age, but my qualifications, cases, and reputation... I'm still not working hard enough!" Su Tang was heartbroken, looking at the APP in the background of the computer——

A few days ago, the daily peak number of outpatient patients on the list reached 70 to 80.

But in the past ten days, there are more than 40 patients every day.

"It must be because everyone in our community has watched it... the popularity of local news and trending searches has also dropped."

Su Tang's eyes were empty, and she murmured in a low voice: "This can't go on any longer, it's time to make a new plan to stew medicinal food on the pedestrian street..."

Pan Yuhao, who had just returned from the bathroom with Ma Jun and new intern Sun Dong, accidentally heard Su Tang's last muttering.

Pan Yuhao: “…………”

What's wrong with Dr. Su?

Since he started studying Chinese medicine, Dr. Su has become increasingly deranged.

Pan Yuhao's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis.

I feel like if things continue like this, the most active guy in general internal medicine will have to be replaced.

Uh...what's going on with this sudden guilty feeling in my heart?

Sun Dong, on the other hand, looked at Su Tang a few more times. Since all doctors in the general internal medicine department were very hardworking and often had to work the night shift, which meant working for more than 30 hours straight, the contact time between Sun Dong and Su Tang was getting longer and longer.

Every day in the outpatient clinic, I see many patients coming to receive Su Tang's traditional Chinese medicine treatment.

It’s not to say that Su Tang doesn’t use any Western medicine prescriptions, but the whole process is still mainly based on Chinese medicine. Occasionally, some patients who are prescribed Western medicine will be unhappy and complain, and want to try Chinese medicine prescriptions.

This situation was fine if it happened once, but it happened so many times that it really opened Sun Dong's eyes.

Especially when he saw his teacher, Dr. Pan, holding various Chinese medicine books every day, even during his night shift, he couldn't help but go online and order two Chinese medicine books.

Sun Dong hesitated: Anyway, there is no harm in reading more books. I can't read well, so how can I read badly?

…………

The General Internal Medicine Department has been quiet these days, especially after Wei Yan moved quietly from the inpatient department to the next door to the Su family, the number of people coming to the General Internal Medicine Department to inquire about things has gradually decreased.

Neurosurgery has obviously been a bit uneasy recently, especially in the past few days.

When Director Tang of the Department of Neurosurgery saw that three provincial medical journals had published Su Tang's academic papers in succession, his expression became a little subtle, especially when two of Su Tang's papers were published at the same time in the book "Modern Practical Medical Technology".

As the director of the Department of Neurosurgery of a tertiary hospital, Director Tang has published SCI papers. In fact, according to the regulations of the Sixth Hospital, if one does not have three to five papers published in international core journals, he will not even be qualified to be promoted to deputy director. Not to mention a director like him, if he does not have ten or so papers, he would be embarrassed to go out and talk to the directors of other departments!

But the problem lies in the medical records in these papers. Even without the names written, Director Tang can tell that these are Mr. Xie, Director Wu and Mr. Cheng who had come to see him before.

I won’t talk about the first two people. Director Wu, as the former director of geriatric medicine, went to see the patient when he just had a stroke. He and the director of neurology went to see him...

And Master Cheng...

Director Tang didn't know about this before, but one day when he was chatting with another director of the department, he remembered that this person had come to the neurosurgery department before, and the operation saved his life, but the subsequent treatment was extremely unsatisfactory. After the patient's family took him home, they also came to the Sixth Hospital for a follow-up examination.

Later, no one knew whether he went to the Department of Neurology or another hospital, and Director Tang never saw Mr. Cheng again.

If Xie Zhuokai had not donated 20 million to the hospital this time, and if Su Tang had not snatched away Wang Xiaomei, a car accident patient who was diagnosed as completely paralyzed by their department, Director Tang would not have remembered the name Su Tang so clearly. He would not have discovered Su Tang the first time he casually opened the medical journals subscribed by the hospital to various departments.

Look at the topic of the paper this person wrote? !

——How to use acupuncture to treat stroke sequelae

——Clinical analysis of traditional Chinese medicine treatment of hemiplegia patients in neurology department

——Acupuncture treatment of language disorders after stroke and analysis of clinical effects

——On how to distinguish complete paralysis from incomplete paralysis in clinical practice using acupuncture…

It would have been fine if I hadn't read these thesis topics. Once I read them, Director Tang almost vomited blood from his throat. What on earth did this guy write about? !

These papers are clearly targeting their neurosurgery and neurology!

The other party is a general physician, but he published a paper related to neurology.

Especially the article "How to distinguish complete paralysis from incomplete paralysis in acupuncture"? ! !

Isn't this article a slap in the face of neurosurgery? !

Even though it was not him who confirmed that Wang Xiaomei was completely paralyzed at the time, Wang Xiaomei was indeed diagnosed with complete paralysis in their department.

Although there is only one word difference between complete paralysis and incomplete paralysis, the conclusions are completely different.

The patient was diagnosed as completely paralyzed by their department, but when he was given to someone else, they found out that it was not?!

Using acupuncture to stimulate some deep acupuncture points can actually restore sensation to patients with numb lower body? !

If Director Tang hadn't told him this in person, Tan Xin from their department wouldn't have believed that such an outrageous thing could exist in the world!

“Is traditional Chinese medicine really so magical? I didn’t find it so magical when I met Mr. Xiao from the traditional Chinese medicine department before…” Looking at the person in the paper who was diagnosed as completely paralyzed by their department, Wang Xiaomei can now move her 10 toes and the other muscles in her calves can also exert slight force on their own.

Director Tang couldn't help it and called Tan Xin.

“Have you read these papers?”

Director Tang tapped his fingers on the medical magazine he was opening, and said seriously, "Go and check if the patient named Wang Xiaomei can really move her toes now."

It’s not that Director Tang doesn’t want to believe Su Tang, but his long-term cognition tells Director Tang that this is indeed too incredible.

When Wang Xiaomei was in the neurosurgery department, he also led people to make rounds in the morning to check on her condition.

The patient had no feeling in his lower body at the time and was completely paralyzed.

How come a person who went to the general internal medicine department went from complete paralysis to incomplete paralysis?

Director Tang: Don’t ask. I just can’t figure it out! I can’t figure it out even if I read the paper!

"Oh, okay, Director..." Tan Xin looked at Director Tang's serious expression and nodded cautiously.

Director Tang thought about it and reminded him again: "Remember to take a video and bring it back to me when you go."

Director Tang gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see the whole thing, with both face and feet."

Tan Xin: “…………”

Tan Xin was choked, feeling a little embarrassed and a little bit unbelievable.

Director Tang, this is just for a patient with high paralysis. Even the attending physician in his own department doesn't trust him?

Come on, he is a neurosurgeon after all.

How could it be possible that data would be falsified because of a general internist's betrayal?

After receiving instructions from Director Tang, Tan Xin had to take time to visit the general internal medicine inpatient department, of course because this high-level paralysis patient was Su Tang's patient.

Tan Xin thought that he had to say hello to Su Tang in advance.

It just so happened that Tan Xin didn't have to go to the operating table this afternoon, so he turned around and said hello to a few colleagues, then walked towards the internal medicine inpatient building with his cell phone in hand...

Go down from the surgical building, walk through the garden corridor from the surgical building to the internal medicine building, and then enter the inpatient lobby of the internal medicine building.

Tan Xin followed a group of patients and their families waiting for the elevator.

The Internal Medicine Inpatient Building of the Sixth Hospital is relatively old and has far fewer elevators than the Surgical Building, but there are a lot of patients living in this building.

Especially since it was noon, a large number of deliverymen and patients' families were waiting in front of the elevator door.

Seeing that he had no way of squeezing into the elevator immediately, Tan Xin couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and opened the Chinese medicine study document inside!

Ever since Tan Xin saw Su Tang giving Wang Xiaomei an injection in the department a few days ago.

Tan Xin thought about it day and night, and even dreamed of Su Tang being injected with needles.

Tan Xin hopes that one day he can be like Su Tang, and with a quick touch, he can bring new hope to each neurosurgery patient.

Therefore, Tan Xin studies Chinese medicine every day these days, from Chinese medicinal materials to Chinese acupuncture, and from massage to acupoint pressing, even in the fragmented time when sitting on the subway or bus.

Nowadays, Tan Xin has even reached the point where he has to take out his mobile phone to study even when taking the elevator.

Tan Xin studies diligently and has started planning to find an online training class to study traditional Chinese medicine in the past few days.

This made the geriatric internal medicine attending physician standing next to Tan Xin unconsciously look at Tan Xin twice more.

A white coat on the outside and a green scrubs on the inside.

Uh...it’s definitely the doctor from the surgical building next door.

Take another look at the name tag on the man’s chest—Chief Neurosurgeon.

Hmm... he is indeed a surgeon.

But why would this person use a mobile phone to learn Chinese medicine?

The attending physician of the geriatric internal medicine department had countless questions in his mind, and he subconsciously murmured, "Are neurosurgeons so competitive now? It's ok to learn the knowledge of neurosurgery, but I also have to learn Chinese medicine treatment methods? Fortunately, I didn't choose surgery... Otherwise, how would I live?"

He hasn't even finished writing the papers needed for promotion to associate professor.

This guy actually has time to study Chinese medicine, amazing!

The attending physician of geriatric internal medicine thought his voice was very soft, but he was standing next to Tan Xin.

Although Tan Xin was reciting the traditional Chinese medicine knowledge on his mobile phone, his eyes were still fixed on the elevator next to him, so he directly took in the voice of the attending physician within the range of his five senses.

Tan Xin moved his ears and subconsciously raised his head to look at the attending physician of geriatric internal medicine.

His eyes slid across the work badge on the other person's chest. Tan Xin was puzzled for a moment, shook his head in surprise, and blurted out subconsciously: "You geriatric internal medicine doctors, haven't any of you started to learn Chinese medicine yet?"

Geriatrics attending physician: “Huh…??”

What the hell?!

The attending physician's eyes widened. What was the person in front of him talking about?

Why do geriatric physicians need to learn Chinese medicine?

Tan Xin raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the attending physician of geriatric internal medicine, and said slowly: "Didn't you read the provincial journal this month? There are two papers in it that mention Director Wu of your geriatric internal medicine department."

As the attending physician of neurosurgery and having accompanied Director Tang to attend Director Wu's consultation, Tan Xin, like Director Tang, clearly knew who the stroke paralysis patient who recovered after acupuncture and medication treatment was just by the four words "patient Wu" in the paper.

Many times, doctors are like this. Even if you tell them who the patient is and what he looks like, they may not be able to remember everything.

But as long as you tell him what the patient's symptoms are, where the tumor is located, and how big the tumor is, he can easily determine when he has seen the patient based on this information.

This is obviously also the case with Tan Xin and Director Tang.

The attending physician of geriatric internal medicine had a frozen expression: "…………???"

The chief physician of geriatric internal medicine was even more confused.

What on earth is this neurologist talking about?

The chief physician of geriatric internal medicine, who had never read the latest provincial medical journals, felt that he did not understand a word the man in front of him said.

If Tan Xin had not been wearing a white coat and had a Sixth Hospital doctor's badge on his chest, he would have suspected that this man was a patient who had inexplicably escaped from a mental hospital.

At this moment, the neurosurgeon opposite him was still looking at him, sighing softly, shaking his head and saying, "Although I have never been to the geriatric surgery department, you are too indifferent to your department director. Even if he is the former department director, he was your former leader. How come you don't even know this?"

"Even if you don't know these... you still have to improve yourself by reading two Chinese medicine books, right?"

Tan Xin's face was full of sighs.

Geriatric internal medicine is different from neurosurgery. It takes care of many diseases at the same time, including pneumonia, lung cancer, coronary heart disease, as well as patients with hypertension, diabetes and sequelae of stroke, etc. As long as it is some common geriatric disease, geriatric internal medicine will be more or less involved.

Therefore, in Tan Xin's view, it is truly amazing that traditional Chinese medicine can cure patients with sequelae of stroke hemiplegia!

How can any doctor not learn such miraculous medical skills?

Especially since their geriatric department director Wu had just retired from his position in geriatric department and had just been cured by Su Tang with traditional Chinese medicine.

Geriatric internists should learn Chinese medicine.

I watched the surgeon in front of me say a lot of words that I couldn't understand.

The attending physician of geriatric medicine couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Do you know why Xiaoqiang's grandpa and grandma can live to be 100 years old? Because they never meddle in other people's business!"

"If you want to learn Chinese medicine, then learn it yourself. Why is your surgery department interfering with our internal medicine department?"

Although they were doctors in the same hospital, the chief geriatrician did not know Tan Xin.

The attending physician of geriatric internal medicine rolled his eyes again: We don’t know each other anyway, so just confront me first!

It seemed that a duel between white coats was about to begin in the elevator of the internal medicine building. Several patients' relatives and delivery boys turned their heads to look at the two of them, waiting for them to fight so that they could rush forward to pull them apart.

The result was totally unexpected.

Tan Xin just blinked, not showing any anger at all. Instead, he scratched his head with a confused look on his face, grabbed his phone and looked at a herb again and said, "You really don't want to learn? Chinese medicine is really good... I feel that your geriatric internal medicine department needs more Chinese medicine than neurosurgery... It's worth investing in it, brother."

If it weren't for these days, he would have been reciting Chinese medicine-related material in the neurology department every day and been secretly teased by many attending physicians of the same level in the department.

Tan Xin would not have sighed subconsciously after hearing what the attending physician of geriatric internal medicine said, saying that this person was just like the doctors in the department who couldn't seize opportunities. Perhaps because of some kind of transference, Tan Xin looked at the attending physician of geriatric internal medicine as if he was looking at a doctor in the same department who was not doing well.

Didn’t you see that even Director Tang has started placing orders for Chinese medicine books today?

Without this little bit of medical awareness, how can one be promoted to a senior professional title in the first place?

Geriatrics attending physician: “…………”

Is this person crazy?!

Is the workload of surgeons so terrible? ? A chief physician is really going crazy!

The chief physician of geriatric internal medicine shook his head, feeling that he and the surgeon in front of him were talking at cross purposes and wasting their time. This guy was simply a psychopath!

Tan Xin also shook his head, feeling that the elderly internal medicine physician in front of him was wasting time and not knowing how to seize every opportunity. He was simply a fool!

To become a cutting-edge talent in a place like a hospital, one must rely on papers and the skills at hand.

Tan Xin feels that he doesn’t need to think too much about his thesis, but when it comes to technology, doesn’t it just depend on daily accumulation?

then……

As soon as the elevator arrived, Tan Xin and the attending physician of geriatric internal medicine walked into the elevator at the same time, pressed the buttons for the floors they wanted to go to without hesitation, and never spoke a word to each other.

The crowd around was cheering: “…………”

Well, this is so confusing. What’s wrong with these doctors? Why can’t they understand?

In the elevator.

Because of the relationship between Tan Xin and the attending physician of geriatrics, more than a dozen people fell silent. A quiet atmosphere circulated in the air. A group of people dared not breathe until the two people left the elevator, or the patient's family members left the elevator. Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the patient had survived.

In order to shoot a video and gather intelligence, Tan Xin stopped at the General Internal Medicine Department floor early and left the elevator.

Lu Chao, who took the elevator all the way to the 12th floor, had a gloomy face and looked a little unhappy. Even when he got off the elevator, his expression did not look good.

Having worked in the hospital for more than 10 years, Lu Chao also found for the first time that there were such strange people in the hospital.

"What's the point of studying Chinese medicine? It's all nonsense! Why should I, a geriatric internal medicine physician, study Chinese medicine? I can't even finish my thesis, and all I get are bad ideas." If Lu Chao didn't know Tan Xin himself, he would have turned hostile to him.

Lu Chao kept cursing all the way, but he didn't expect that he had just turned around and stepped into the geriatric inpatient department.

Then I saw a group of medical staff standing next to the nurses' station, many of them with smiles on their faces. Director Wang, Deputy Director Luo, the head nurse and others were also standing next to the nurses' station with smiles on their faces.

Lu Chao: “???”

What happened? He just went to the hospital entrance to pick up a takeaway at noon, but when he turned around, the department was like a party.

Lu Chao was startled, took three or two steps forward, squeezed into the crowd, and in the blink of an eye he saw Director Wu in the center of the crowd!

Director Wu was leaning on a cane with one hand and chatting with Director Wang and Deputy Director Luo.

Director Wu had a bright smile on his face.

Lu Chao: “!!!”

"Director Wu! Why are you here?!" Lu Chao's eyes widened with disbelief!

Unlike other doctors in the department, Lu Chao was a doctoral student under Director Wu. Later, he was admitted to the Sixth Hospital and worked in the same department with Director Wu. Lu Chao respected Director Wu even more.

During the time when Director Wu was paralyzed, Lu Chao visited Director Wu's home four times. He thought his teacher would have to stay in a wheelchair or bed for the rest of his life.

He never thought that he would see the teacher stand up one day!!

"Hey, it's Xiao Lu, hehe, I've recovered from my illness recently, so I came to the department to see everyone... Come on, have some fruit, have some fruit, I bought this specially to reward everyone, you can take some too."

After Director Wu finished speaking, he sighed subconsciously: "Come to think of it, if it weren't for Dr. Su from the General Internal Medicine Department who treated me with acupuncture prescriptions from traditional Chinese medicine, I definitely wouldn't be able to walk to the department by myself now."

Director Wang also sighed: "Mr. Wu, I never thought that there would be such a great Chinese medicine doctor in the General Internal Medicine Department of our Sixth Hospital."

Deputy Director Luo: "Well, come to think of it. I have always thought that this doctor Su is amazing. At that time, a patient's family came to the hospital to donate. They also had sequelae of a stroke, and they didn't want to go anywhere else. They specifically asked for this doctor Su to help with the treatment."

Lu Chao: “???”

What the hell? Why is it Chinese medicine again? ? ? General internal medicine again? ?

The guy from the surgical building just now went to the general internal medicine department!