Reformers of the Heavens

Chapter 22 CT Photos
"What kind of courier?" Zhang Weiliang took a look at the courier and asked.

"The mailing is marked with a photo and an envelope."

The courier reached out to put the torn-off tracking number away, and left in a hurry after replying.

The lifeless wards and corridors of the oncology department, the unsmiling nurses and doctors, and the faint cries in the corridors felt too terrifying to him.

"The sender of the photo and envelope is Chen Debiao?"

Looking at the information on the courier slip, Zhang Weiliang shook his head and went back to the ward to put the courier on the bedside table.

"Wei Liang, who is it?"

At this time, Zhang Chengbing, who had not fallen asleep for 40 minutes, turned around weakly, and looked at his son with doubts and more nostalgia.

Cancer cells have spread uncontrollably. In addition to occupying the space of normal tissues and affecting organ functions, these cancer cells also absorb a large amount of nutrients from the body every day.

In this case, the patient's health will become worse day by day. Maybe he is fine today, but he will die in the evening.

The more cancer cells proliferate, the faster the nutrition will be plundered, and the more advanced the disease will be, the more it will be like a landslide.

Faced with this kind of nutrient deprivation beyond the body's normal metabolism, the doctor gave Zhang Chengbing's condition a time limit of 20 days, and if it was worse, it was estimated to be a week or two.

"Dad, why don't you sleep a little longer."

Zhang Weiliang walked over and helped his father to sit up. He had lung cancer, and it was even more uncomfortable to breathe while lying down.

"It's fine after squinting, I can't sleep, I feel uncomfortable when I breathe, and my sternum hurts."

Zhang Chengbing shook his head slowly, raised his hand and stroked his son's head, with tears in his eyes.

"Dad shouldn't see that you graduated from college and started a family in the future."

"It's okay dad, it's going to be okay"

Zhang Weiliang, who had secretly cried many times these days, almost burst into tears at his father's words, shaking his head with a choked voice.

The ward fell silent for a while, and after a while Zhang Weiliang took the courier from the bedside table.

"Dad, who is Chen Debiao, do you know him?"

"Chen Debiao? I don't know you." Zhang Chengbing thought for a few seconds, then shook his head, "What's wrong?"

"Here's a courier for you. The sender says Chen Debiao. I'll take it apart and have a look."

Zhang Weiliang tore open the sealed plastic bag, reached out and took out the contents.

Ok?
As soon as the thing was taken out, Zhang Weiliang noticed something was wrong. The image on the photo was a CT image.

Picking up the photo and looking at it again, Zhang Weiliang's expression changed suddenly.

He had seen his father's CT image and understood what the big shadow on it was, but in the two photos, one had a shadow and the other didn't.

P.S. Prank?
This idea came to Zhang Weiliang's mind immediately, and he took out all the contents of the courier, including 3 white pills in a transparent plastic bag, and a folded letter paper.

Reaching out to open the letter paper, a few lines of handwritten text came into view.

[Every person's body shape is different, and the data such as rib space, rib diameter, and chest cavity size are also different. I believe you can find a doctor to identify the CT scan of the same person.

This is a drug for the treatment of cancer. It has not yet passed clinical trials and is dying. You should not be afraid to eat it.

Reminder: Before taking the medicine, eat a few more pieces of chocolate, drink at least 1 liter of water, and ask your loved ones to prepare glucose for emergencies.

A good person who snatched you back from death stays, thank you. 】

"This, this, this!"

Zhang Weiliang's expression was full of disbelief, and he reached out to take the two photos and carefully compared the data on them.

Many people have not noticed that in addition to the image, each CT film is marked with some numbers and letters.

These letters represent information such as scanning thickness, scanning machine number, scanning tissue density parameters, and scanning spacing.

Zhang Weiliang couldn't understand the meaning of these data, but this did not prevent him from comparing the parameters of the two photos.

A few minutes later, after comparing three times, Zhang Weiliang confirmed that except for the data on both sides of the shadow area of ​​the CT image, the data in other parts are almost the same.

"Wei Liang, what's the matter?" Zhang Chengbing saw his son's expression was not right, and called out.

"It's nothing, I'll ask the doctor to see what time the ward rounds are today."

Zhang Weiliang froze and shook his head, put the three medicines in his pocket, and went to the doctor with the photo letter.

The matter was not yet determined, and he dared not tell his father.

I was afraid that someone's prank would make Zhang Chengbing overjoyed and then sad that his body couldn't bear it.

"Doctor Huang, Doctor Huang!" Zhang Weiliang ran to the office and found his father's attending doctor.

"What's the matter, did your father have any accident?"

Seeing Zhang Weiliang in a hurry, Dr. Huang, who had just finished the morning meeting, subconsciously thought that Zhang Chengbing was going to die, and stood up hastily.

"No, my dad received a courier this morning, which sent these two things."

Zhang Weiliang handed over the letter paper and photos to Dr. Huang, but kept the medicine in his pocket.

Although this is the doctor who was found by the relatives in the family, he still kept a vigilance because it was related to his father's life.

"This is."

Dr. Huang took the letter paper and looked at it for a few times, his face immediately changed, and he hurriedly picked up the two photos and looked at them in front of his eyes.

"Doctor Huang, is this true?" Zhang Weiliang called out hesitantly.

"I'm not sure, it looks like a CT scan of the same person, but the content"

Dr. Huang felt that his more than 20 years of medical experience and knowledge had collapsed, and he didn't know whether to believe the content of the two CT scans in the photo.

If true, it's a miracle.

If this is a prank, who would be full enough to play with a dying person with such a realistic photo of P.

Dr. Huang looked at it for a while, then suddenly reached out and took the CT scans of several other patients on the table, and compared the machine identification numbers on them.

"There is a CT photo of the tumor, and the machine number on it belongs to this hospital."

After receiving this information, Dr. Huang took a photo of the photo with his mobile phone and sent it to the doctor in the imaging department, and then dialed the phone number of the other party.

"Hello, Doctor Huang?"

"Doctor Wu, I sent you a CT photo with the machine number of our hospital. It is a typical advanced lung cancer. You can check the photo number to see if it is a photo taken in our hospital recently."

"Wait, let me take a look. No need to look it up, I have an impression of this film. The filming list was issued by Dr. Jiang in the outpatient clinic a few days ago.

Advanced lung cancer, sternum and pleura metastases, even the abdominal cavity is suspected to have been invaded by metastases.

I remember that he was still a young man in his 20s, and it was a pity that we were still discussing these two days.

Is he coming to the hospital now?I heard from Dr. Jiang that at that time, the other party learned that he had advanced lung cancer, and he never came back after leaving the hospital.

If you want me to say that it doesn’t make sense to stay in the hospital or not with such advanced lung cancer, I advise him not to waste money while he is still able to walk, and leave the money to his family to see more of the world in the end, which is not in vain. suffered."

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