The extrapyramidal reaction? "Old Wu nodded. He thought about it carefully and said something to Mu Tao.
The patient's vital signs were stable, but he had muscle tension syndrome caused by excessive exercise of his hands and feet. Physical examination revealed that the mental symptoms were not obvious, and tardive dyskinesia had a "mouth, tongue and cheek triad", such as sucking, licking, and chewing symptoms were relatively mild.
The patient's symptoms were not serious. There was no need for medication or special antagonistic treatment. It would be fine as long as the metoclopramide was stopped.
Zheng Ren exchanged a few more words with Mu Tao. He looked at the time and did not ask Mu Tao to send him off. He called a car and went straight to the airport with the professor and Feng Xuhui to meet up with Su Yun.
Mu Tao didn't dare to leave either.
Although the patient's diagnosis was clear, if there were other problems, such as breathing difficulties, and a tracheotomy was needed, he would need to stay to deal with the emergency treatment.
It was best not to leave this kind of work to Old Wu. After all, the old man was already old, and it was better not to hand over the emergency treatment work to him.
Old Wu did not let his guard down because of Zheng Ren's diagnosis. He called for a full hospital consultation to analyze the patient's overall condition.
After more than half an hour of comprehensive consultation, the chief of neurology finally confirmed that the patient was indeed suffering from extrapyramidal reactions.
The final diagnosis was the same as Zheng Ren's.
Mu Tao was very emotional. Normally, doctors would not know about this kind of drug reaction. This was the first time he had encountered such a case in his more than ten years of practice.
However, Boss Zheng could diagnose it after reading the doctor's order. It seemed that he was not only good at surgery. The diagnosis was also quite formidable.
With the diagnosis, the consultation was dismissed. After confirming that the patient did not need any special treatment, he could gradually recover as long as he stopped using MEP.
The neurology chief resident who came for the consultation at the beginning was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he moved closer to Mu Tao and asked, "Brother Mu, who was the doctor who gave the diagnosis? Although he looked young, his skill level was really high. He can give a definite diagnosis after reading the doctor's advice. "
"It's Zheng Ren, Boss Zheng, a candidate for the Nobel Prize," Mu Tao said.
"Uh …" The chief resident of the neurology department clicked her tongue.
The Nobel Prize in Medicine? The award that was so far away that he didn't even dare to think about it?
"Brother Mu, I didn't see any reports about who was nominated for the Nobel Prize," the neurology department's chief resident asked in confusion.
"He was on a special mission when he was nominated," Mu Tao replied calmly.
"Special mission … Healthcare team?" The neurology chief resident was even more surprised.
There were less than a hundred members in the healthcare team, and all of them were top-notch medical experts in the country.
The members of the healthcare team in Tiannan Province could be counted on one hand. All the members of the healthcare team were basically gathered in the large Class Three Grade A Hospitals in the capital and Shanghai.
It was rare to see such a person. He didn't expect him to be so young.
"Brother Mu, you're not kidding, are you?" The neurology department's chief resident still could not understand.
"How can you joke about this?" Mu Tao smiled bitterly. To be honest, he didn't really believe it at first.
He was especially disappointed that he had lost to Zheng Ren in the prostate interventional embolization surgery selection.
However, from the Imperial Capital to Pengxi Village, then to the Imperial Capital and Shenzhen City, Mu Tao was already used to it.
"That's amazing," the neurology chief resident exclaimed. "Why did he come to our hospital?"
"I invited him to teach me surgery," Mu Tao said softly.
"…" The chief resident of the neurology department was really surprised this time.
The Nobel Prize and the health care group were too far away from an ordinary doctor. He could not even hope to become one in his lifetime … So, it was still a little difficult for him to imagine it.
For an ordinary doctor, being able to become a household name in Shenzhen City was already a purgatory mission.
For example, Mu Tao had basically achieved such a goal.
She knew Mu Tao's level. Why would he hire such a young doctor to perform a freelance surgery? Perhaps it was the effect of the Nobel Prize halo.
"Brother Mu, how much does a freelance surgery cost for this Nobel Prize candidate?" the neurology department's chief resident asked with a smile.
"It's not a freelance surgery. It's a teaching surgery." Mu Tao was also very depressed. It would be good if it was really a freelance surgery.
If it was a freelance surgery, it was just a business deal. The patient agreed to find a professor to perform the surgery, paid the money, and paid the person. After the matter was settled.
However, Boss Zheng performed six surgeries and did not take a single cent. She had only booked a plane ticket and a hotel for him. He did not even have a meal before Boss Zheng rushed back to the Imperial Capital after the surgery.
This was a huge favor that he owed.
Even the favor was easy to deal with. From a certain point of view, there was already a teacher-student relationship.
"…" It was only then that the neurology department's chief resident noticed that Mu Tao had said teaching surgery at the beginning and not freelance surgery.
In fact, she was not very clear about the difference between the two. This was because freelance surgeries were very common throughout the country. However, teaching … Which surgical expert had the time to teach others surgery? He could not even perform countless surgeries every day, and he still had to teach others.
"Brother Mu, with your level, I reckon that even Old Wu can't teach you. Do you still need someone to teach you?"
"Boss Zheng's level is really high." Mu Tao sighed and said, "Don't be fooled by his appearance. You saw it just now. He can confirm that it's an extrapyramidal reaction caused by metoclopramide after reading the medical advice."
The neurology department's chief resident thought about it and agreed that it was indeed the case. She was a specialist doctor. The physical examination and consultation were just guesses. The whole hospital consulted, and the chief made the decision. Only then did he make the diagnosis.
How long did that person take? In less than ten minutes, it was confirmed that it was an extrapyramidal reaction caused by metoclopramide. How much clinical experience did this person have to have to be able to make a diagnosis so quickly?
She was a little depressed. She was afraid that she would never be able to reach this level in her lifetime. However, thinking about it, he was a Nobel Prize candidate after all. If he did not have some ability, how could he get the Nobel Prize nomination?
After leaving the Department of Interventional Medicine, a man in a navy blue suit rushed in.
"Teacher Mu, is Boss Zheng here?" the person asked.
"He's already left," Mu Tao said. "What's the matter?"
"My master has made a decision. He wants to find Boss Zheng for surgery." The navy blue suit felt a little regretful. After asking Zheng Ren about the time he left, he sighed. He did not expect Zheng Ren to leave so early.
"Who is this?" After the navy blue suit left, the neurology department's chief resident asked in a low voice.
"Hong Kong, the Zou family, Old Master's personal secretary," Mu Tao replied expressionlessly.
A storm was stirred up in the depths of his heart.
He had repeatedly warned Zheng Ren not to touch this kind of demonic gu poison, but Boss Zheng was only performing surgery with him. Who would have thought that the Zou family's Mr. Zou, who was known for being cautious, would actually use surgery to treat the gu poison?
Surgery to remove the gu poison or interventional treatment?
No matter how he thought about it, it did not sound reliable.
The neurology department's chief resident was also shocked. In Shenzhen City, they had more or less contact with Hong Kong. The Zou family was one of the top ten families in Hong Kong.
He was looking for Boss Zheng for surgery?
The neurology department's chief resident could not help but click his tongue.
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