Two Hundred and Three Quiet Buttons

After Zhang Fan waited for the old man to lie down, he unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his trousers. Zhang Fan was in no mood to smile with him.

I'm already lying on the bed, are you afraid that he will run away?

Lifting off the old man's clothes, Zhang Fan began to do the physical examination.

I don't know when it started, doctors gradually stopped paying attention to physical examination, and usually came in for consultation, and then went out for examination.

It is one thing to have a large number of patients, and it is another thing for doctors to rely on equipment.

Often the more powerful the doctor, the more knowledge and experience he has in physical examination.

Moreover, if a patient goes to the hospital, whether it is a young doctor or an old doctor, he wants to do a physical examination for you, so don't resist.

People are not just trying to see if your flesh is fair or not, even if you are a young doctor, don't resist.

Lifting off the clothes, the old man's male hormones are still strong, and at such an advanced age, there are still a lot of black hairs on his chest.

Zhang Fan started from the upper body of the old man, looking, touching, tapping and listening, which is the basic skill of a doctor.

Finally, after a basic examination, Zhang Fan began to touch the patient's neck.

The old man was lying on the bed, and he lost the attitude that seemed so tough at the beginning.

Instead, let him do whatever he wants. Letting him inhale, he inhaled in one breath, his face turned red, and he waited for Zhang Fan to say exhale.

People are actually like this, often sometimes, what is missing is a suitable step, or a suitable guide.

When Zhang Fan put his hands on his neck, the old man seemed to shiver slightly, and the muscles in his body seemed to tense up.

Just like a child getting an injection, the most fearful thing is not the moment when it gets inserted.

Often what scares me the most is that the nurse pushes her breath and says it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all.

The time of greatest fear is when the cold alcohol is disinfected on the buttocks.

If there is no parent to hold it down, it is estimated that the four hooves can be thrown away and run.

The old man is also like this now, because at the beginning, the doctor told him that he had a fat tumor on his neck.

When the old man heard it, he felt a bit of a rattle in his heart.

He would rather believe that he gained weight than that it was a tumor.

The tumor is so scary, it is cancer, it will kill people, but I eat well and sleep well, so I don't look like a sick person.

Although I kept saying that these doctors were talking nonsense, but I was always thinking about it, otherwise I wouldn't come to the hospital easily.

When Zhang Fan touched the neck, he had already felt a firm lump slightly smaller than an egg.

The degree of mobility is good, and it seems that there is not much adhesion with the surrounding tissues. After touching the lymph nodes in other parts of the neck, no obvious hyperplasia was found.

Zhang Fan pressed the old man's pimple and said to the old man, "Are you feeling suffocated?"

"No!" The old man swallowed obviously.

Zhang Fan used a little force, this time there is no need to ask, because the old man's face is purple.

Zhang Fan deliberately didn't let go, but pressed for a little longer. This time, the old man couldn't bear it anymore.

The already big eyes became even bigger, and he quickly pulled Zhang Fan's hands away with his hands waving.

Just when he was about to speak, Zhang Fan said first, "Stop staring, your lipoma will definitely compress the trachea in two weeks, or even less than two weeks.

You are awake now, and as the tumor grows, it will slowly compress your airway.

It can lead to brain hypoxia poisoning unconsciously, and then you can't sleep, just like soot poisoning.

Not to scare you, do you wake up in the morning with dry mouth and tongue, and you can spit out better sputum than before, and the sputum is bloodshot, right? "

"Seems!"

The old man rubbed his neck, talking as if recalling.

"Don't seem to be, this is because your lack of oxygen leads to mouth breathing, mouth breathing for a long time, the air is not humidified through the nostrils, which makes the mucous membrane of your respiratory tract rupture and bleed.

Also, have you become more and more drowsy recently, sleeping during the day and sleeping at night, but the more you sleep, the more drowsy, the more dizzy you are, right? "

"Yes, yes, old man, you seldom took a nap before, but now you can sleep all afternoon. You can't even wake up when you eat."

The old man stared at Niu Zi and turned to look at his old lady.

"This is a manifestation of brain hypoxia. You are just drowsy and dizzy now. If it takes a few more weeks, you will really not be able to wake up one day."

After Zhang Fan checked, he said while washing his hands.

The old man looked at Zhang Fan, because what Zhang Fan said was true, the old man touched his neck, and suddenly said: "What should I do, it will be fine if I cut this thing off."

"Hehe, benign tumors will be fine if you cut them off, and the one you have now has a high probability of being benign.

However, I cannot guarantee that it will be benign tomorrow, nor will it be benign the day after tomorrow.

If it becomes malignant, I will tell you how to treat it. First, remove the tissue on your side.

You can see from here, not to mention digging out everything, but also going down the neck, almost all the lymph that can be cleaned is cleaned. "

Zhang Fan gestured to the old man on his neck. The more the old man looked, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

"Do it, I have an operation, do it now, you little doll, you can scare people too much. Is it still benign now?"

"So far!" Zhang Fan smiled slightly.

Tumor, when many people hear it, they think it is cancer, and their hearts are already chilled.

In fact, these are all misunderstandings of medical concepts. To put it simply, as a metaphor, tumors are people, benign tumors are men, and disgusting tumors are women.

It's actually that simple. The so-called tumor, when there is no pathological definition, everyone calls it a tumor, and only when it is diagnosed can it be said to be benign or malignant.

Before surgery, in fact, most tumors can be judged as benign or malignant.

Generally speaking, a benign tumor is actually one or a small amount of tissue becoming fat.

The individual gets bigger, but the number remains the same. At most, he eats more and more fat and taller, and he becomes the so-called tall and fat.

It physically oppresses normal tissues, because it is fat and big, so it takes up space.

In some originally narrow spaces, it can press on organs and blood vessels, which leads to low function of some organs.

It even protrudes from the body surface and becomes a pimple.

As for nausea and tumors, it will not become bigger or taller, but more. The most terrifying thing is its birth pattern.

After 30 divisions of a tumor cell, the number of cells will reach one billion, and the next billion cells will still divide in this way. One can imagine the speed of development of this thing.

Moreover, malignant tumors are almost impossible to transform into benign tumors, but benign tumors may become malignant tumors.

Especially benign tumors, if affected by inflammatory factors or other external force interference, the probability of degeneration into malignant tumors is particularly high.

What is this external force? It's very simple, some physical, some chemical.

The physical ones are radiation, and the chemical ones are drugs.

And there are some unexpected stimuli.

For example, in men, it is well known that the mammary (a) glands of men are degenerative organs.

Many people don't pay attention to it, and like to be stimulated here, as if they feel that they can become a superman if stimulated. For example, rubbing it with your tongue or your fingers makes it glow red.

Regardless of whether it is stimulating or not, first of all, this thing is a gland, which has a secretory function.

But its secretory function is a castrated version. There is a saying that what does not grow normal tissue will grow abnormal tissue.

They are all castrated versions, and you still rub them red, what do you want to do, what do you want them to secrete?

People blushed to secrete, stimulated desperately to secrete, once, twice, for many years, puff, one of the cells inside was denatured.

Then what comes next is the most exciting, female breast tumors, the cure rate is quite high according to the current level of technology.

Moreover, among the female breast (a) gland tumors, the absolute majority are benign tumors, which are actually just a matter of cutting a few small bumps.

But men are different. Once a tumor occurs in the breast, don't even think about it. What can't escape is malignancy.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the malignant degree of male breast tumors is particularly high, and the cure rate is extremely low.

So, don't just look for trouble, why don't you just let people pretend to be quiet and make a brown button, why don't you make it red.

Also, for example, when eating and drinking tea, some people are extremely anxious, and they can swallow the food and tea after three sips.

It seems that he is very masculine, devouring food like a wind blowing clouds.

In order to survive and not to be hungry, there is nothing wrong with eating like this, because you may starve to death one day, so why pay so much attention to it.

But in today's society, a few are starving to death.

After you have a hot meal, the hot tea is poured down the stomach, and along the esophagus, the esophagus is like a plastic film that has been poured with boiling water, and it is instantly deformed by the heat.

If you burn it once, it’s okay, if you burn it twice, it’s okay, if you burn it too much, people’s esophagus is not made of mud.

People will also consider: always bullying Laozi like this, thinking that Laozi is easy to bully.

In a blink of an eye, a thick layer of columnar cells was covered, and since it started, the transformation couldn't stop.

Over time, normal cells become malignant, and often the patients with esophageal cancer are very poor, and the final outcome is starvation to death.

The tumor cells proliferate and directly block the esophagus, no matter whether you eat it from your mouth or drink it from your nose, you can't get in.

Zhang Fan pressed the old man on the tumor, feeling suffocated, and instantly made the old man willing to cooperate.

That is to say, a cooked duck has a hard mouth.

"Hehe, Mr. Hou, I'm really not bragging. Zhang Yuan is in the frontier. In terms of the level of general education, he said it is the first. I guess no one would dare to stand up and refute it.

I am also from a general foreigner, but I am still willing to bow down, so you can wait for the treatment with peace of mind.

The operation cannot be arranged today. Tomorrow morning, let our hospital Zhang perform the operation on you. "

The dean of Attached One said to the old man with a smile.

Only now did he realize in his heart that Zhang Fan's advantage of being strong without desire came.

Anyway, people's mind is not on the official career, no matter what the superior orders, just do what you want.

But now he can't maintain the mentality he used to have. After thinking about it, he neither dares to violate the orders of his superiors, nor dares to provoke this kind of old-fashioned.

So, looking at Zhang Fan, he was really envious.

"Hey, you really have some skills. My old man underestimated you. Tomorrow, show your skills and let the old man see if you have the spirit of the old man back then!"

The old man was soft, like dough, soft.

Zhang Fan smiled and said nothing, but his attitude was still very gentle.

Out of the ward door, Laohou's son followed closely, grabbed Zhang Fan's hand, and thanked him persistently.

While thanking, he looked at Lao Xu.

Old Xu is also a good person, "Zhang Yuan, why don't you have a light meal together in the evening? We will clean up the dust for you."

Zhang Fan shook his head, "I go to Bird Market once every three days, and this place is almost in charge, so you're welcome.

I have an operation tomorrow, so I have to rest early, so I don't have to eat. "

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Lao Hou's son, "Don't worry, I will take it seriously, not for anything else, just for the feat of the old man back then, and I will go all out."

In two sentences, Lao Hou's son kept nodding his head with emotion.

Zhang Fan read the patient number, confirmed the operation time, and left Attached One.