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    Speaking of this technology, the reason why she paid attention to it was because at that time, the family of one of her hospital colleagues went to the provincial capital hospital for related treatment due to illness.

    Now that she has told everything, the seniors should have no doubts.

    Looking up, Xie Wanying saw everyone staring at her: This?

    "Four or five years? Xie Wanying, do you know what this number means?" He Guangyou, who had half-joked with her before, couldn't help but frown.

    Five years is an important indicator of survival for cancer patients. Even ordinary people know that surviving for five years is equivalent to whether the cancer is "cured".

    "Teacher He. This five years is not that five years." Xie Wanying said.

    "What's not?"

    "You are talking about the five years after radical surgery. That is indeed an important indicator for cancer patients. If there is no tumor recurrence or metastasis within five years after radical surgery, the chance of recurrence and metastasis will be greatly reduced. You can be optimistic  It can be regarded as a cure for cancer. But what I am talking about is palliative treatment, not radical surgery. How can we compare these two five years? There is no word cure in palliative treatment." Xie Wanying said seriously  Zhen and his predecessors did a good job of academic explanation and debate.

    "But you have to know that many patients live less than five years after radical surgery. If there is a new choice, they may not necessarily choose to undergo radical surgery." Gong Xiangbin and others argued with her.

    "Mr. Gong, patients and their families will only choose radical surgery first. Unless there is really no way to do surgery, they will choose palliative treatment. Because everyone wants to live longer. Therefore, this technology belongs to a relatively small market scope." And again  , the four to five years she was talking about, "Teacher, you can't look at the data like this. The four to five years I'm talking about refer to the longest time a patient can survive. How can it be compared with the longest survival time of a patient after radical surgery?"  Compared to ten years.¡±

    What Xie Wanying doesn¡¯t understand is that, as far as she knows, the liver and gallbladder departments of the National Association have always looked down on this technology because the efficiency is too low and the audience is too small.  As she said, even if there is only a slim chance of living longer, patients and their families will beg the doctors to not choose this kind of radiotherapy palliation.  Professor Hao mentioned that it is because they focus on this technology, unlike the National Association.

    Every doctor¡¯s scientific research must be based on interest. If he is not interested, he will not be able to do it.

    A group of people were rendered speechless by her refutation.

    Someone was laughing nearby.

    Qiu Ruiyun turned to the secretly amused Junior Brother Song and said unhappily: "You can tell me what you think."

    Asking him to tell, Song Xuelin opened his voice, like telling someone a bedtime story, and told the fable in an extremely calm tone: "I have a cat at home, and it can help me dig for treasures in my home.  . That day, I carried it to the house next door. There was no emotional connection with that family, let alone friends or enemies. As a result, in front of me, the cat seemed to have a treasure in their house. Based on the idea of ??digging for treasure,  I can dig it out for others. Even if I¡¯m not interested in other people¡¯s treasures. How do you think I¡¯d feel?¡±

    This story is easy to understand.  The seniors understood it, and so did Xie Wanying.

    "Are you trying to mock us with this story?" Qiu Ruiyun put his hands on his hips, neither angry nor crying, and the muscles on his face were squeezed into a ball.

    Song Xuelin looked calm and calm: What, isn¡¯t the story he told the truth?

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