"Xiao Liao, your lover is pneumothorax again?" Zhou Congwen asked.

The person who came was Dr. Liao, who was assigned to the third hospital with Zhou Congwen in the first class, but he was in the laboratory department.

When I got married last year, the more troubled thing was that his lover often had pneumothorax and had to undergo x-ray examinations, so he had not had a child yet.

"Yes." Dr. Liao said distressedly, "The film reports that the lung tissue is compressed by 25%. You should be hospitalized for a while and see the situation."

"Well, if you can, don't leave the care." Zhou Congwen found relevant information from the dust of his memory and said while thinking.

There are many possibilities for pneumothorax that often relapse, such as the previous child who was facing the college entrance examination.

However, adult women often have pneumothorax, and the range of diagnosis options has been narrowed a lot.

Zhou Congwen leaned his head and saw Shen Lang watching the movie. He pulled Dr. Liao and said, "Xiao Liao, ask you something."

"What's wrong?"

"Does your lover have a fixed time every time he gets sick?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"..." Dr. Liao looked at Zhou Congwen with a strange look. This question was a bit strange.

How is this possible at a fixed time?

"Xiao Liao, think about it carefully." Zhou Congwen repeated seriously in response to his gaze.

"No, really, no, how can pneumothorax get sick on time?" Although Dr. Liao was worried, he still answered Zhou Congwen's question very seriously.

“When was the last time?”

"45 days ago, you took it and the right lung tissue was compressed by 20%. Did you forget?"

"What about the last time?"

"..." Dr. Liao was stunned for a moment.

"Let me say that, is there menstruation before and after pneumothorax every time?" Zhou Congwen asked very seriously.

"Nonsense!" Wang Cheng's voice came from behind.

"Director Wang, you are here, and my wife is sick again. Please help me take a look." Dr. Liao hurriedly greeted Wang Chengfa.

As for what Zhou Congwen just said, Dr. Liao didn't take it to heart.

"I don't learn and ignorant." Wang Chengfa's attention was not on Dr. Liao. He first curled his eyes and scolded Zhou Congwen with contempt.

Zhou Congwen smiled and stood aside.

"Xiao Liao, how much lung tissue compressed by your lover this time?" Wang Chengfa asked then.

“25%.

"I took a look at the film and didn't have surgery if I could do it. If I do too much closed chest drainage, sinus tracts are likely to appear, and the more I do it, the less I can't do it."

Wang Chengfa said something very difficult to say, but everyone understands what it means.

After entering the disposal room, Shen Lang respectfully handed the film to Wang Chengfa, "Master, take a look."

Wang Chengfa took the film and pressed it on the window.

"Xiao Liao, have you brought all the information from the past?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"I didn't bring it, the previous movies are no different from this one." Dr. Liao whispered.

He also knew that Zhou Congwen and Wang Chengfa had a bad relationship, so he didn't want Zhou Congwen to be scolded, so he tried to keep his voice down and communicated.

"Let's be hospitalized for observation first. It's oxygen inhaled and anti-inflammatory. If you feel uncomfortable, take it to do a chest X-ray. If you can recover, take it first. Surgical treatment is not recommended." Wang Chengfa said in a deep voice after watching the film for more than ten seconds.

"Okay." Dr. Liao quickly took over the film, "Thank you for your hard work, Director Wang."

Wang Chengfa glanced at Zhou Congwen who was hiding in the corner, curled his lips and lifted his foot out.

After he left, the atmosphere in the disposal room became a little relaxed.

"You said you have applied for VIP in our department. You couple, if you don't get money, you will suffer a loss, right?" Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

The relationship between the few people is very familiar. They all come to the hospital in the same class. They usually have dinner together occasionally, so they just make jokes.

I dare not say anything like VIP to patients.

"Wait for me." Dr. Liao's lover coughed and wanted to joke with Zhou Congwen, but he had severe chest tightness and shortness of breath, so he was too lazy to say anything more.

"I thought the situation was wrong after you were hospitalized last time, so I recently went to the library to check the documents for a few days. I read a report a few days ago that adult women often had pneumothorax recurring, and there is a 30% chance of menstrual pneumothorax."

"Pa~~~" Dr. Liao raised his hand and slapped Zhou Congwen on the back of the head.

"What are you doing?"

"Congwen, my lover is sick, why are you still joking? I've been on Tianya recently? Is it a lot? Is it reading menstruation posts?"

“…”

Zhou Congwen was stunned for a moment, Tianya, Uncle Ya, I haven't heard this name for a long time.

2002 was the era when Tianya had just emerged. Everyone was talking and laughing and fighting in the community, which was completely different from the self-media and short video platforms that were more than ten or twenty years later.

Menstrual post...

No, what do you think?

"Stop making trouble, I'm just talking about serious things, no joke." Zhou Congwen said seriously.

Dr. Liao, Dr. Liao's lover, and Shen Lang all looked at Zhou Congwen in confusion.

They are all medical practitioners, how can pneumothorax and menstruation be linked? Is Zhou Congwen crazy?

"You know endometriosis."

"I know......" Shen Lang said hesitantly.

"Endometriosis has entered the chest cavity, so pneumothorax appears before and after menstruation." As he said, Zhou Congwen looked into the patient's eyes and asked, "Think carefully, do you think about it before and after menstruation every time pneumothorax attack occurs?"

Dr. Liao's lover thought about it carefully and nodded. Although Zhou Congwen was right, she still didn't believe it.

Menstruation, pneumothorax, and two things that are not related to each other are strange when put together.

"And the location also gives strong evidence - spontaneous pneumothorax on the right."

Zhou Congwen continued to convince them.

"Uh, there is a specific location?" Shen Lang felt that Zhou Congwen became more and more mysterious as he spoke.

"After the endometrial tissue metastasized through lymphatic vessels or veins reaches the lungs, it atrophy and fall off as the menstrual period atrophy occurs, causing the visceral pleura to rupture.

Assuming that the metastasis lies in the lung tissue closer to the center, it is manifested as hemoptysis, and lymphatic reflux is not uniformly distributed on the surface of the diaphragm, and it is often more distributed on the right side. This can also be used as one of the reasons why the disease on the right side is more common than on the left side."

This is impossible, Shen Lang looked at Zhou Congwen speechlessly.

"Xiao Liao, I suggest surgery. Don't be nervous for now. The thoracoscopy is relatively small." Zhou Congwen comforted.

"Uh..." Dr. Liao hesitated, and he could not determine whether what Zhou Congwen said was true or false.

"Director Wang's thoracoscopy seems...hehe, maybe it's necessary to assist in the small incision." Dr. Liao's lover was a little scared.

"Wang Chengfa's level is indeed not good enough, so you can find Professor Chen from the University of Medical Sciences." Zhou Congwen said affirmatively, "Even if you don't have surgery, it is good to find Professor Chen to have a diagnosis. A rare diagnosis of menstrual spontaneous pneumothorax does require consultation from the superior hospital."

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At the same time, Chen Houkun stood outside the district and looked at the young woman opposite him with a cold look.
Chapter completed!