Healing Doctor

Chapter 661 Postoperative Hemoptysis

Mo Chenggui is having surgery with Colonel Wang.

They've been doing surgery their whole lives; they could actually do it with their eyes closed.

"Old Mo, Xiao Ji is back. He didn't forget about us." Colonel Wang pressed the button on the closure device with a "click," and the bag was cut open, ending one surgery.

"Cough cough cough~" Mo Chenggui coughed twice and said, "I didn't expect Xiao Ji to bring us a gift. This child... cough cough cough, not bad."

"You're not seventy or eighty years old, are you? Why is your cough still not getting better?" Colonel Wang said disdainfully to his old partner. "After you retire in a few years, hurry up and go to Hainan. My mother had a cough before she went to Hainan a few years ago, but it was gone as soon as she got off the plane."

"Colonel Wang, is it really that amazing? Is Hainan really that good?" the nurse asked.

"Yes, saying it would stop the cough immediately is a bit of an exaggeration, but my mother's cough lessened by 90%, and it stopped completely after a few days," Colonel Wang said. "Cold and dryness are both triggers for bronchitis. By the way!"

Do you know where criminals were exiled during the Qing Dynasty?

"It seems to be Ningguta?" the nurse asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's Ningguta," Colonel Wang said. "It's right next to my school."

"..." The nurse paused for a moment.

"Ning'an County, there are still various ancient buildings from the Qing Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty. Tell me, the Russians exiled prisoners to Siberia, and the Qing Dynasty exiled them to Ningguta. In old terms, these are both extremely cold and remote places."

"What's so great about staying in such a run-down place? It doesn't even have a sea outlet. Every time the Northeast is revitalized, Hainan's housing prices rise."

This old joke is so outdated, but Mo Chenggui was quite interested in hearing it now.

He's been coughing a lot lately, and Mo Chenggui hasn't checked it. He figured it must be caused by tracheitis, bronchitis, or something similar. There's nothing to worry about when you cough in winter.

"Professor Mo, Colonel Wang, what did Ji Xiang bring you?" the nurse asked.

"Neymar's autographed jersey, the one Neymar wore!" Colonel Wang said proudly.

He could talk about this for the rest of his life.

If he happened to be at a gossipy dinner table, he could start from how he had recognized Ji Xiang's talent on the very first day Ji Xiang joined the department, and continue talking about how Ji Xiang had achieved great success and had countless students.

The nurse looked a little envious, blinked a few times but didn't say anything. It seemed she also wanted Neymar's autographed jersey, though she didn't care whether she wore it or not.

Unfortunately, Ji Xiang didn't remember her.

"Cough cough cough~ Colonel Wang, stop showing off and hurry up with the surgery," Mo Chenggui said.

The surgery went smoothly, and after more than a dozen circumcisions, the two men were off the operating table.

Mo Chenggui was about to say something when a violent cough interrupted him.

After coughing, Mo Chenggui took off his mask.

"Old Mo, this is the operating room. Even though the surgery is over, you should behave yourself." Colonel Wang began to comment on Mo Chenggui's actions.

Mo Chenggui is usually very meticulous in his work, and he has often complained about how Colonel Wang didn't wear a hat or mask when he entered the room, and that his nose wasn't covered by a mask.

More than a decade has passed, and now that an opportunity has finally been found to say a few words to him, Colonel Wang certainly cannot let it pass.

If he misses this opportunity, Colonel Wang doesn't know if he'll ever have another chance.

But Mo Chenggui didn't speak, staring blankly at the mask.

Colonel Wang realized something, his heart jumped, and he went over to take a look.

Crimson!

Holy shit!

The Mexican man coughed up blood!

The words "lung cancer" appeared in Colonel Wang's mind, gradually growing larger, and blood quickly began to seep from each word, dripping and dripping, which was very eerie.

The operating room fell silent immediately.

"What are you two doing? Hurry up and change your clothes, I need to disinfect." The nurse came in and urged them when she saw that Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang were still there.

Colonel Wang snatched the mask, looked at it closely, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into the pocket of his isolation suit.

"Old Mo, change your clothes, come with me to get a CT scan."

Mo Chenggui remained silent.

He seemed to be in a daze, not saying a word, his eyes were somewhat vacant, and his face was a little pale.

What the bloodstains on the mask mean cannot be hidden from a doctor.

If it's not tuberculosis, and it's not a ruptured capillary in the upper respiratory tract, then it must be lung cancer.

Moreover, it was already in the middle to late stages of lung cancer, and he had started coughing up blood.

"Let's go, let's go."

Before the nurse could figure out what had happened, Colonel Wang grabbed Mo Chenggui's arm and pulled him to change his clothes.

"That's weird," the nurse said disdainfully. "She was fine right after the surgery, what happened?"

……

After changing their clothes, the two returned to the Second Affiliated Hospital.

Colonel Wang was not polite at all. He pulled Mo Chenggui directly to the CT room and cut in line to put Mo Chenggui on the CT machine.

"Colonel Wang, what's wrong with Professor Mo?" the operator in the CT room asked. "Is he catching a cold? Or has he developed lobar pneumonia?"

Colonel Wang didn't speak, but instead took out Mo Chenggui's mask and examined it closely.

The sputum was white and frothy, mixed with blood, not streaks but clots, which basically ruled out the possibility of capillary rupture and bleeding caused by dryness in the upper respiratory tract.

The more he looked, the more distressed he became. The doctor in the CT room next to him kept nagging, and Wang Daxiao really wanted to stuff his mouth shut with a mask.

The examination was completed quickly, and Mo Chenggui went to the operating room to take a look at his own films while the next patient was on the machine.

Colonel Wang didn't stop him.

They were both doctors who had treated no fewer than a thousand cancer patients. The more they prevented Mo Chenggui from seeing the cancer, the more he would think about this and that.

Since they're all basically known moves anyway, it's better to let him watch them too.

On the machine, the images appeared frame by frame, and soon Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Even the doctor in the CT room, who had been talking the whole time, fell silent, not daring to utter a single unnecessary word.

A 3cm tumor appeared in front of my eyes in the lower lobe of my right lung, with small spiculations on the edges. This is lung cancer!

Moreover, it was discovered after hemoptysis, so even if surgery is performed, the outcome is unlikely to be good.

Colonel Wang squinted to look at other areas; there were multiple small nodules in his lungs.

Oh shit!

I've smoked my whole life and nothing's happened to me, so why did Lao Mo get lung cancer first?

Could it be that he inhaled secondhand smoke?

Colonel Wang's mind was in a daze, with countless thoughts popping up. He seemed to have thought about a lot of things, but at the same time, he seemed to have thought about nothing at all.

"Could you please print out the film for me?" Mo Chenggui was quite calm. He tried his best to control his voice, but the last "come" still slipped out, and his voice trembled.

"Professor Mo, hello." The doctor in the CT room said quickly.

He didn't dare to say anything unnecessary. He felt a slight sense of sympathy for the deceased, and without fussing about the examination report, he printed out the films, put them in a bag, and handed them to Mo Chenggui.

"Old Mo, come with me for a blood test. I don't think it's him," Colonel Wang said.

Mo Chenggui's face twitched. He tried to force a smile, but he failed, and the muscles on his face trembled.

(End of this chapter)