Check-in at the Hospital: The First Surgery Shocked the Nation!-Chapter 104 - 82: The Furious Square-Dancing Aunties and Cerebral Hemorrhage (Part 2)
"This is indeed hard to judge, quite interesting! Qin Feng, take a look."
Zhou Xianren handed the report to Qin Feng, who took it and looked.
Whoa!
Interesting!
It really is in the pelvis!
Judging by the location and shape, it definitely isn’t a stone, the probability of it being a tumor might be higher.
Moreover, the size of this foreign object is not small anymore, close to the size of a goose egg, causing pressure.
"I suggest we should operate first, open up and check what it is."
Qin Feng handed the report back, a peculiar smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he spoke.
"Hmm, let’s operate then."
Hearing this, Zhou Xianren nodded too, as the current situation is hard to judge, only by operating can they determine for sure.
But when he saw the strange smile on Qin Feng’s face, he couldn’t help but understand something.
"Qin Feng, do you know what it is?"
"No, just a guess, but it should surprise you all."
Qin Feng shook his head, smiling, said,
"By the way, inform the doctors from the Internal Medicine and Obstetrics and Gynecology departments to come and observe, it will help their understanding."
"Internal Medicine and Obstetrics and Gynecology?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jing and Zhou Xianren were both taken aback, their faces full of confusion.
This patient is a male, why call the Obstetrics and Gynecology department?
"Do as Qin Feng says."
Zhou Xianren did not say more, directly instructed Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing nodded and walked out.
About an hour later, a nurse came in quickly, her face full of excitement as she looked at the two.
"Director, it’s out, it’s out!
The Obstetrics and Gynecology department determined it’s a teratoma!"
Teratoma?
Upon hearing these three words, Zhou Xianren also stood up suddenly, with an expression of disbelief.
This...
Isn’t this a gynecological issue?
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned to look at Qin Feng, who was full of a smile.
"Logically speaking, a teratoma is caused by abnormal germ cell development, usually only appearing in females."
Seeing Zhou Xianren’s strange look, Qin Feng explained,
"But it’s not impossible for males to have it, it’s just very rare, I am indeed seeing it for the first time."
"Then how did you determine it’s a teratoma?"
Zhou Xianren pressed on.
"Globally, there are fewer than 10 documented cases of males with teratomas, such conditions can only be discovered during physicals, thus are usually directly removed when found."
Coincidentally, I have seen some of them, because of the peculiar location and shape, coupled with the patient’s normal examination reports.
So I thought of this extremely rare teratoma."
Qin Feng simply laid out his diagnostic thought process.
Zhou Xianren couldn’t help but feel awed, this guy is truly amazing!
Even considers gynecological conditions in male patients.
Even the most experienced doctors probably wouldn’t think that a man could have a teratoma!
It’s truly a vast world with endless wonders!
...
Meanwhile, at 7:30 PM.
In the parking lot outside a community in Jiangcheng, a farce was being played out.
"Move your car right away, did you hear me? Move it!"
A man, just off work back home, parked his car in a spot, hadn’t even locked it yet when an old voice suddenly scolded him.
He turned around to find an elderly lady holding a stick, discontentedly tapping the hood.
"What are you doing? I parked my car, what’s it matter to you?"
The man saw this, hurriedly went forward and pushed away the stick in her hand.
Then he checked where it was hit, finding a couple of shallow scratches, anger immediately flared on his face.
It was his new car, bought less than a month ago, always cared for with no bumps or dents.
Now suddenly there are scratches, how could he not be angry?
"What’s it matter to me? It matters a lot to me!"
But upon hearing this, the old lady became upset, her voice immediately rising as she shouted,
"This is our square dance area, who let you park your car here?
Move it quickly! Move it or face the consequences!"
After speaking, she arrogantly pointed to several other elderly ladies not far behind, who were also shooing away car owners, and two others fiddling with a large speaker.
The man was infuriated by this display!
He lives just upstairs, and normally these elderly people would blast music downstairs, jumping and dancing away.
The noise was deafening; even closing windows didn’t help, disturbing his family until nine or ten at night, making it impossible for kids to do homework.
And now, they won’t even let people park.
"Let me tell you, this space is provided by the property management for us residents to park! Not for your square dances!
If you want to dance, go to the square, stop disrupting the community!"
The man, pointing at the old lady, rebuked angrily.
"Hey! Who do you think you are, interfering with us? Not even the property management dares to control us, who are you!"
The old lady, hearing his words, became even more arrogant, pointing her stick at him and scolding him,
"If you don’t move your car today, don’t blame us old folks for being unkind!"
"Ha! Let’s see how unkind you’ll be!"
The man, fueled by anger, chuckled coldly, locked his car, and turned to leave.
But after just a few steps, he heard a low thudding sound from behind.
Turning back, he saw the old lady vigorously hitting his car door and hood with the stick.
Though she looked frail, her strength was surprisingly considerable, the lower part of the car door was dented, and the white paint revealed obvious primer marks.
Moreover, the hood also bore several clear scratches!
