The leisurely life of rebirth

The slice production is not complicated and will be ready soon. The key is to test it.

Pathological section, a kind of pathological specimen.

During production, some of the lesions are treated with various chemicals and burial methods to fix and harden them. Cut them into thin slices on a slicer, adhere to the slide, dye them in various colors, and are provided under a microscope.

Examination is used to observe pathological changes, make pathological diagnosis, and provide assistance for clinical diagnosis and treatment.

It is not easy to distinguish the benign nature of tumors. There are often cases of people knowing about their faces but not their hearts in the tumor world. There are wolves in sheep's clothing, and tumors with nausea and good faces. Therefore, pathological diagnosis requires a high degree of professional knowledge.

Generally speaking, the pathological test report will take 3-7 days to come out. Like Mr. Yuan’s, it is a normal situation, and of course it is so fast that it is unimaginable.[

Two hours later, Xia Jiru took the freshly baked test report and walked to the ward. After knocking on the door, the door went in. Xia Jiru said happily, "Mrs. Yan, Mr. Yuan, the test report has come out, the tumor is benign.

of."

Dean Li, who was standing aside, breathed a sigh of relief. This proved that he had no mistakes in his diagnosis, at least he was more responsible.

Mrs. Yan and Yuan Qifang were relieved when they heard that the tumor was benign. No matter how you say that benign is always better than malignant.

"Oh! How to treat it?" Mrs. Yan asked with her eyes raised.

"My opinion is surgical removal," said Xia Jiru.

'Tsk...' Dean Li complained in his heart, 'It's the same treatment method as me after a long time, and there is no difference!' His eyes at Xia Jiru, he looked at Xia Jiru, and he was less respectful. He was not as good as he was.

He is so clever.

When he heard Xia Jiru's words, Mrs. Yan and Yuan Qifang's hearts suddenly became cold. Mrs. Yan said lightly. "Dr. Xia, the tumor on the back of my brother's neck had been removed two years ago, but it grew again."

What do you mean by saying, Xia Ji Confucianism and Taoism, "I will definitely remove it when I personally take the surgery this time."

When he heard this, Dean Li was reluctant. He said that I was not removed from the last surgery! This is simply talking about his professionalism, how could he bear it? "Dr. Xia, Yuan last time

I personally took the surgery for my resection.”

"Oh! Is that true!" Dr. Xia raised his eyebrows and then said, "The tumor is very complicated, and the complications caused by this are normal."

In this case, listening to Mrs. Yan's ears, she just wanted to scold her mother's robe. They were 1625. It was true, and they all went to complications. In this case, she could also be a doctor.

Complications and sequelae, and then there is nothing they can do with the doctor.

This patient is lucky to be cured, and it is not good to cure. It should be unlucky to live. Listening to their irresponsible words. Mrs. Yan, Zhan Yan smiled, "Dr. Xia. Surgery is a big event, let's discuss it."

"Okay! Please make a decision as soon as possible. The tumor will change at any time. Don't miss the best opportunity." Dr. Xia said.

All the people in the room were exposed, and Mrs. Yan threw the cup in her hand into pieces.

Yuan Qifang was startled, "Sister. We are not angry, we are not angry! Although there is no substantial treatment plan, at least he verified that the tumor on my neck was benign."

Haven't you seen it yet! "

Soon the nanny swept away the fragments on the ground, cleaned it up, and quietly retreated.

Yuan Qifang's words diverted her attention. She picked up the phone on the bedside table and dialed it out, "Xingzai, where are you? It's almost evening, you haven't arrived yet."

"I said, mom, we just entered Yangcheng. When we received your call, we started rushing back, but it was blocked on the road and didn't even eat lunch! Your son is almost starving to death." Yan Guangxing on the phone

Said coquettishly, and then said again, "By the way, Xiaoyi is okay!"

Hearing his son's words, Mrs. Yan's resentment dissipated a lot. "It's okay! The oncology expert from the Military Region General Hospital gave your uncle a pathological section, confirming that the tumor is benign."[

"That's good!" Yan Guangxing said happily.

"Xingzai, take Dr. Fang to have dinner first. Come to the hospital after dinner!" Mrs. Yan said gently. She was no longer as she had at the beginning and was in a hurry.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Guangxing told Fang Monan about his mother's uncle on the phone just now, "Let's go to have a meal first. After the meal, how about seeing a doctor?"

"Listen to you." Fang Monan nodded without any objection.

At this time, the car had already flowed into the traffic flow in Yangcheng District. Yan Guangxing pointed to a place name and the three of them drove to an authentic northern restaurant.

In recent years, the south Lingnan, which is under the sea all over the country, has been surging, which has led to the booming development of the catering service industry, ranging from hotels, restaurants, snacks, and roadside stalls. People will not be wronged in anything they do, especially in food.

The famous Lingnan.

Looking at the delicious food served, it really reveals the simplicity and kindness of northerners, and is straightforward, with enough dishes, strong taste, mellow and simple, exuding a strong local atmosphere.

Roasted sea cucumbers with onion, fried chicken with sauce, stewed oatmeal eggs, stewed three whites with vinegar and pepper, fish with casserole, hibiscus chicken slices, dried roasted winter bamboo shoots, and stewed mushrooms with chicken.

"Although it looks very rough and not as fine as a hotel, the taste is absolutely authentic." Yan Guangxing said.

"You can smell it." Fang Monan said with a smile.

Several of them were young people, and they were not so restrained. After Yan Guangxing greeted him, they ate quickly. They were really hungry and had been stuck on the road for so long, but they were so frustrated. They turned grief and anger into food.

The three of them swept the fallen leaves like the autumn wind sweeping away all the dishes into their stomachs.

After checking the bill, they drove to the hospital, entered through the back door, and after a while, they went directly to the inpatient department. The three of them arrived outside the ward and saw Yan's secretary and the accompanying people waiting outside the door.

"Guangxing is here." Secretary Xiao said with a smile on his face. Then he nodded to Fang Monan, "Doctor Fang!" He looked at He Junyao in the medicine box he was carrying. This time he changed people again, but not much.

Asked, I thought I was the same person as Ajiu again.

"My dad is inside!" Yan Guangxing said with a smile.

"The secretary just came, please come in, the agent is reborn: a genius witch! The secretary is waiting!" Secretary Xiao opened the door, quickly closed the door, and sat on the soft chair outside the corridor like everyone else.

This is a ward of nearly 100 square meters. It is decorated in extremely luxuriously. Not to mention the complete range of medical equipment, it is also equipped with various home appliances. Compared with ordinary hotel luxury rooms, it is not as good as that. Moreover, in addition to the available facilities, it is not as good as that of a hotel.

Outside the patient's ward, there is also a relative's room and a nursing room, which are both luxuriously decorated.

The ward of high-ranking officials is extraordinary, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary people!

Mrs. Yan and his wife saw Fang Monan and the others coming in, "I'm sorry to you again, Dr. Fang." Mrs. Yan said.

"Treat diseases and save people, the foundation of doctors." Fang Monan said lightly.

Fang Monan and Mrs. Yan greeted each other, exchanged a few greetings, and everyone sat down.

"You are Dr. Fang." The person sitting in the bed was curiously. Although the elder sister, he had taken a prevention needle in advance, or he was surprised by him. People just sat not far away, pink porcelain porcelain porcelain

The fair skin, under the reflection of the lights, exudes the fluorescent fluorescent of the jade, the exquisite appearance is not discussed, but the charm is leisurely, with an indescribable atmosphere. This elegant, quiet, fresh, elegant temperament of temperament

It's beyond age.

Fang Minan also looked at the patient on the sick bed, bright in front of him, with an elegant temperament, and the gentle gentleman was gentle. Although his face was pale, he had a stability of the years.

There is a kind of person who is not the most handsome, but just sits there simply, which makes all the prosperity and beauty pale.[

"Hello! I am Fang Monan." She said with a smile.

"Hello! I am Yuan Qifang." He smiled faintly. "Thank you."

Fang Minan lived for two lives for the first time, and for the first time to appreciate the true artistic conception of the adjective of "Ruchunfeng". Yuan Qifang's smile is just like the softest breeze in March of Yangchun. Gentle and gentle, the warm ironing of the people is warm.

"It's not too late to thank me after I finish treating my illness." Fang Monan smiled, "I have so much confidence in me."

"Hmm!" Yuan Qifang smiled slightly. She was not very old and had a convincing temperament.

"What about we cut the pulse first?" Fang Miman got up and sat on the chair beside the bed.

"Okay." Yuan Qifang stretched out his wrist, and Fang Miman's three fingers put on his wrist. He closed his eyes slightly and made the pulse.

A short period of time, Fang Minan withdrew his hand, said, "I look at the tumor."

Yuan Qifang cooperated very well. He lowered his head down, Fang Minan's hand was covered on the tumor, releasing the aura, and observed it for a while, smiled.

, I will make your problems lighter, the bigger ones become smaller, and the smaller ones become smaller. Another premise is that you have to think about your own lesions all the time."

"Wait ... South South, you mean you do n’t open, do n’t take medicine, do n’t acupuncture, can you disappear in such a big tumor?” Yan Guangxing ’s eyes were glaring, and it’ s impossible

Unbelievable.

"Oh!" Yuan Qifang raised his eyebrows lightly, and also showed an interesting expression.

Mrs. Yan and Secretary Yan looked at each other with incredible expressions. Although Fang Monan had helped them treat their illnesses, they were not so bizarre!

He Junyao put the medicine box on the coffee table, and his dark eyes, so he looked at the eyebrows in front of him, full of confident villains. There was nothing impossible in his eyes. Sit quietly, looking forward to

Her wonderful hands rejuvenate.

"This is impossible!" Secretary Yan said, staring at her.

"Then wait and see!"

ps:

Seek pink, please