The third floor of the hospital surgery.

A group of people walked slowly. A middle-aged man at the front introduced all kinds of situations in the hospital, and his face would be filled with a little smile at the right time. When he spoke to an old man beside him, the old man nodded occasionally, which was also the smile of some other people behind him. Even director Ma Zhiping, who is a bit old-fashioned on weekdays, will also be here at this time A smile squeezed from the cold face.

"Mr. Chen, this is the latest equipment in our hospital. It can be said that it is very advanced in clinical examination, and it also makes up for some defects in the hospital."

Chang Sheng Guo, who was at the forefront, also introduced him to Mr. Chen.

In front of him, Mr. Chen touched the new machine with his hand and said, "it's good! Now we can't catch up with the development of science and technology! "

As soon as the old man spoke, all the people behind him were laughing.

"Let's go. Let's go to the surgical ward." The old man waved his hands and said with a smile.

Chang Shengguo leads the way in a hurry, but his eyes still sweep Ma Zhiping. When he sees Ma Zhiping nodding, he is relieved.

Today is an opportunity for the expert group to come down to investigate, and it is also an opportunity for their hospital to select the best hospital in China. The person in front of him is the judge's finalizer. If he had not been a student under Mr. Chen for a few days in the past, he would not have come.

But now, it's not bad. At least Mr. Chen is very happy.

Chang Shengguo's heart gradually became happy, and he introduced more along the way. He even quoted some classic cases from hospitals, which also made Mr. Chen very happy. He also exchanged a few words from time to time.

In the corridor, the patients and their families were looking at President Chang, and they were also curious. What was the status of the old man who was supported by so many people?

After seeing three wards in a row, Mr. Chen was very satisfied, and Chang Shengguo was also very happy. He gave Ma Zhiping some favorable looks, implying that he had arranged well.

When Chang Shengguo was about to invite Mr. Chen to the office, a voice came from the door of a ward.

"I suspect it's a tumor!"

Eh?

Chang Shengguo's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled and his face changed slightly. Didn't he say that he would not be allowed to see a doctor in the ward today?

Who is this man?

Look at Ma Zhiping.

Ma Zhiping is also a face of panic, inside this person, he really does not know who it is?

What's more, is the diagnosis a tumor?

Isn't that a joke?

How can this disease be diagnosed casually? This is nonsense!

He was about to push the door in, but one hand blocked it.

Mr. Chen's eyes swept Ma Zhiping, and immediately made him shiver. He stayed there without moving.

"Dr. Lin, why is this? Before that, it wasn't lymphadenopathy? Can I go down after a few days of infusion? "

At this time, Liu Xiaoyan's husband is a little flustered.

Chen Mu motioned for a moment and said, "don't worry too much. I think it should be a benign tumor. Don't worry too much. It's just suspicion. Therefore, I suggest that we should check again and do blood routine test, erythrocyte sedimentation rate, serum alkaline phosphatase, lactate dehydrogenase and liver and kidney function, and the best is biopsy! "

Chang Shengguo outside was already furious after hearing such a dialogue!

What tumor?

Isn't this a goddamn prescription for more tests?

How can the good end get a tumor?

Chang Shengguo, with a black line on his face, stares at Ma Zhiping and finds that Ma Zhiping stays there, which is even more irritating.

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