Chapter 20 I'll check it for you

He Wenjie's fingers carefully touched the area that Ouyang Zhiyuan said, and a lump the size of a bean grain was touched by herself.

He Wenjie's head buzzed, and her brain suddenly went blank, only to frighten her to be stunned, and cold sweat soaked He Wenjie's back.

How is this possible? My body is very healthy? Especially if I insist on running in the morning every day, or am a master of the fourth stage of free fighting, how can I have tumors?

A colleague from the provincial department died of breast cancer last month, at the age of 36, and he had left behind a daughter of eight or nine years old.

The cry of the eight or nine-year-old girl tearing her heart and lungs to her mother broke He Wenjie's heart.

Thinking of this, He Wenjie's face turned pale, her legs were a little disobedient, and she stumbled back to Ouyang Zhiyuan's house.

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at He Wenjie, who was pale, and knew that she had found that hard lump. However, when I touched He Wenjie's lump, I felt that the lump might be a breast fibroma.

Breast fibromas, to the touch, are often round, oval, firm in texture, clear in edges, smooth in surface, well moved, sliding on palpation, no tenderness to the touch, and there is generally no fluid oozing from the head.

He Wenjie's lump is in line with the characteristics of breast fibromas. However, in order to make a thorough diagnosis, it is necessary to touch the diagnosis again and then make a pathological diagnosis.

He Wenjie's eyes were red, tears flowed down, and she became extremely helpless, pitiful, her body was crooked, and she almost fell.

Ouyang Zhiyuan grabbed He Wenjie's delicate body and hurriedly asked, "Is the surface of that hard lump smooth, is the boundary clear, can it move?"

Although He Wenjie is a senior public security officer, the death of her female colleague has left an extremely tragic shadow in her heart.

Ouyang ...... Zhiyuan, I ...... I don't know ......."

He Wenjie became incoherent.

Ouyang Zhiyuan knew that He Wenjie was frightened.

"Girl, don't worry, your broad bean-sized lump, under the feeling I touched last time, is likely to be an ordinary breast fibroma, I will give you a few stitches and it will be fine." ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan was scared and frightened the little girl.

As soon as He Wenjie heard Ouyang Zhiyuan say that it was an ordinary fibroid, it could be pierced with a needle, just like a drowning person grasping a life-saving straw. She grabbed Ouyang Zhiyuan's arm and said eagerly, "Is it really an ordinary fibroid?"

He Wenjie was so excited that her nails almost pierced into Ouyang Zhiyuan's flesh, causing Ouyang Zhiyuan to grin in pain.

"Eighty percent of them are. ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan inhaled his airway.

"Hmph, little villain, don't lie to me, otherwise, you're good-looking!"

As he spoke, he shook his fist at Ouyang and let go of his fingers.

Ouyang Zhiyuan smiled bitterly: "I don't dare to be diagnosed finally, otherwise, if you take off your clothes, I will give you another examination now?"

Ouyang Zhiyuan saw He Wenjie's shaking fist, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Phew, little rascal, think beautifully. ”

He Wenjie snorted softly, her face slightly red.

"Whoever wants you to check, you are not a good person at first glance, you are smiling so ugly, you are a flower thief, tomorrow Miss Ben will go to Longhai Hospital and find an old expert to have a good check-up. ”

"He Wenjie, standing in front of you is a top student from the Cardiothoracic Department of Shannan Medical College of Science and Technology, who looks like a handsome guy from Pan An, you don't need such a handsome guy, do you want to go to those old men who are old-fashioned, gray-haired, old-eyed and dizzy, and when they move, their bodies fall down like snowflakes to touch your chest?"

The corners of Ouyang Zhiyuan's mouth showed a wicked smile, and his eyes began to sweep He Wenjie's tall chest again.

"Don't say it, it's disgusting!"

When He Wenjie heard Ouyang Zhiyuan say this, goosebumps suddenly appeared all over her body, and she couldn't help but stare at Ouyang Zhiyuan fiercely.

He Wenjie knew Ouyang Zhiyuan's miraculous acupuncture skills, last time his grandfather had a sudden myocardial infarction, if it wasn't for Ouyang's treatment, his grandfather would have been gone. But can the lump in my chest really be cured with acupuncture?

"Ouyang Zhiyuan, can you really use acupuncture to treat fibroids?"

He Wenjie asked softly, stretching out her hand and holding Ouyang Zhiyuan's arm.

"Girl, don't worry, you come to Fushan Hospital on Monday, I'll give you a careful examination, and then do a pathological examination, it's okay, don't worry." ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan patted He Wenjie's head.

"That'...... Your hospital has ...... A female doctor?"

He Wenjie asked in a low voice.

"Female doctor? Ouyang said with a grin.

"However, their medical skills are average, they always regard malignant tumors as benign fibroids, and benign tumors as malignant, and as a result, malignant tumors remain in the patient's body, and the benign tumors are cut off. ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan said with a grin.

When He Wenjie heard this, she almost fainted, and said with a red face: "That...... Tomorrow you will still give ...... Check it out. ”