Xia Tian took the report and read it carefully.

Preliminary assessment: Warm thyroid nodule.

Nodules 10mm x 6mm.

The cut was clear, the shape was regular, and there was no obvious blood flow.

The presence of warm nodules caught Xia Tian's attention. He took a pen, circled the word "warm," highlighted it, and said to Yao Yao.

"Warm nodules need to be taken seriously."

"However, based on the initial examination, it's a benign nodule, and the tumor isn't very large. Relax, it's not a big problem."

Yao Yao's eyes were red and swollen.

Yao Yao was initially happy to see Xia Tian.

After all, handsome guys are loved by everyone.

As a result, a single sentence from Xia Tian sent her plummeting from heaven to hell.

During her check-up, she even imagined that she had cancer and was going to die, and even thought about her burial plot.

(Yao Yao: This man is toxic!)

She wiped away her tears and asked Xia Tian, ​​"What does 'warm nodule' mean?"

Is there a possibility of it turning malignant?

Summer gave her a professional explanation.

"Thyroid nodules are classified into three types: hot, warm, and cold."

"First of all, hot nodules are the most common and prevalent type of autonomous nodules with endocrine function, and they have almost no chance of becoming malignant."

"Secondly, warm nodules are more serious than hot nodules, with a 4%-5% chance of becoming malignant."

Finally, the chance of cold nodules becoming malignant is extremely high...

Waaaaah...

Before Xia Tian could finish speaking, Yao Yao had already burst into tears.

Sobbing, she said, "It's over, I'm going to get cancer, waaaaaah... I'm only 25 years old, I don't want to die... waaaaah..."

Summer was dumbfounded.

The chance of getting cancer is only 4%-5%...

The probability of traffic accidents is much higher; almost one person dies in a traffic accident every 8 minutes. But do people stop going out because of traffic accidents?

Xia Tian hurriedly took out tissues and comforted Yao Yao repeatedly.

"Don't cry."

woo woo woo...

"Your nodule appears to be benign initially, with an extremely low chance of being malignant."

woo woo woo...

"It's benign; it can be removed with a minimally invasive surgery."

woo woo woo...

Summer sighed in exasperation and said something.

"Depression can affect the growth of nodules. In addition to family history, most people who develop nodules are prone to overthinking, unhappiness, and depression."

"It's crying; the nodules are going to grow bigger."

really.

As soon as Xia Tian said this, Yao Yao, who had been crying like the Yellow River bursting its banks and was about to faint, stopped crying instantly the next second, and her tears also stopped.

She wiped away her tears.

Xia Tian asked, "Dr. Xia, is it true? Crying can cause nodules?"

Xia Tian nodded: "People who are short-tempered, easily angered, or under a lot of stress are prone to developing nodules. Calming down and being happy can help many illnesses heal naturally."

Yao Yao then asked, "So, if I'm happy, will I be able to celebrate the end of the year?"

puff!

This silly girl.

When she was being interviewed, she was very professional and had a mature, sophisticated air about her, but in reality, she's just a little girl.

"That's impossible."

"However, you can consider removing it minimally invasively. After all, it is a mild nodule, and we would recommend minimally invasive removal if there is a risk of malignancy."

"Alternatively, if you don't want surgery, you can observe it first and have a check-up in three months. If the nodule doesn't grow or become malignant, you don't need to do anything for now."

Nodules have a high recurrence rate; even if a benign nodule is removed, it may grow back.

If it's not serious, just observe it.

Thyroid nodules, in particular, are common, and some nodules remain in the body for a lifetime without having any impact on health.

As soon as Xia Tian finished speaking, Yao Yao blurted out.

"I need surgery."

"I'll go back and talk to my family first."

"I'll come see you again tomorrow. Are you at work tomorrow?"

Xia Tian said, "I'm off tomorrow and I'll be working the day after tomorrow. You can come back the day after tomorrow."

Yao Yao nodded: "Okay, I'll come over the day after tomorrow."

"You made me sick, so I've decided you're the one."

ha?

Did I make you sick?

What kind of logic is this?

Xia Tian was completely dumbfounded: "I was just doing my duty as a doctor to find the nodules for you, I didn't make you sick..."

Yao Yao pouted.

She said angrily, "Anyway, I don't care. I was perfectly healthy before I came, and I got sick just from being touched by you."

"You're toxic."

"You have to take responsibility for me!!!"

How will we take responsibility?

Would you offer yourself in return?

This little girl is really interesting.

A small thyroid nodule can be removed with minimally invasive surgery; it's very simple.

Xia Tian nodded helplessly: "Okay, I'll take responsibility for you. Come find me the day after tomorrow."

snort!

Yao Yao snorted and walked away with her nose red.

……

Inside the dean's office.

Dean Jia, Liu Yu, and Zhang Ming were puffing on cigarettes, each with a Huazi cigarette. When they were halfway through their cigarettes, Dean Jia spoke up.

He looked at Zhang Mingdao.

"Heh, the patient's family presenting the banner, you arranged that on purpose, didn't you?"

"They came in while reporters were interviewing, presented Xia Tian with a banner, killing two birds with one stone. That was a brilliant move."

"It won't be long before Xia Tian becomes a big star at the provincial hospital."

Zhang Ming chuckled: "It's true that we presented a banner. Xia Tian treated a patient yesterday, and the patient's family had agreed to present one. I just arranged the entry time."

Liu Yu glanced sideways and said, "You're the one who hired the people to set off the firecrackers and bang on the drums, aren't you?"

Zhang Ming glanced at him and said speechlessly.

"What do you mean by banging drums and gongs? They call it the atmosphere team!"

"Does the 'atmosphere team' even know what they mean??"

"These days, emerging professions are willing to do anything as long as you pay them."

"By the way, the atmosphere-building team cost 1000 yuan, Lao Jia, can the hospital reimburse me for that?"

Dean Jia's eyes widened: "Reimbursement for what? It cost two thousand to hire reporters, and the hospital didn't reimburse me for that either."

"You invited the reporter, so you have to pay the three thousand yuan."

What the hell!

Zhang Ming slammed his fist on the table: "Do I look like someone who has three thousand yuan?"

"I only get 1,000 yuan a month in pocket money."

"It will take me three months to save up three thousand yuan!"

Dean Jia exhaled a smoke ring, his face saying, "What does it matter to me how many months you save up?"

"Anyway, you'll have to pay the three thousand."

"After all, Xia Tian is your godson."

"You've already given away a Rolex watch worth over 100,000 yuan, why are you still short 3,000 yuan?"

Zhang Ming rolled his eyes: "I don't have to pay for the watch... Besides, if Xia Tian really becomes famous, all three of us will benefit. If we have to pay, it will be all three of us contributing."

Dean Jia flatly refused.

"No!"

"You came up with a terrible idea, so you pay for it."

Zhang Ming said, "Let's vote by raising our hands. I support equal distribution."

Dean Jia said, "I disagree."

"Old Liu wouldn't agree either."

Only a fool would agree to pay a thousand yuan after agreeing.

Liu Yu nodded: "Old Zhang should indeed pay for this himself, after all, Xia Tian is his..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Ming chuckled and gestured with his phone.

Zhang Ming: She doesn't support me; I've already told my sister-in-law.

Liu Yu immediately slammed his fist on the table.

"Split it evenly!"

"Old Zhang's business is our business. It's shameful for the three musketeers of our provincial hospital to fall out over a thousand or two yuan."

"One thousand each, that's settled!!!"

Dean Jia looked at Liu Yu with a completely bewildered expression.

"Old Liu, are you serious?"

Liu Yu's voice was firm and resolute: "Seriously."

Dean Jia frowned and pondered for a moment, then sighed.

"Alright then, one thousand each."

Ten minutes later, Zhang Ming and Liu Yu left the dean's office, and Liu Yu said to Zhang Ming with a fawning expression.

"How did I do just now?"

Zhang Ming gave a thumbs up: "Great job!"

Liu Yu chuckled and said, "If you can help me out with my sister-in-law's matter, put in a good word for me, and maybe we can become relatives."

Zhang Ming grinned: "No problem!"

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