So, that was it.
Both severe premature repolarization syndrome and cardiac ion channel disease were rare diseases. Since the symptoms were similar, a detailed examination to confirm the diagnosis was particularly troublesome.
For example, a set of genetic tests for the ion channel disease of the heart would require at least a few million gene fragments to be tested after a set of genetic tests.
It was almost impossible for 99.9% of people to be diagnosed with cardiac ion channel disease.
Only Zou Jiahua, with his wealth, would not care about such a small amount of money.
Money was not omnipotent. This saying was bullsh * t. People without money, or even people with a little bit of wealth, when faced with this kind of problem, would definitely not easily wave their hands and do the examination of a few million yuan just like that.
Zheng Ren looked at the patient and pondered. The patient asked softly, "Doctor, can I go out? I'm fine. Look, I'm really fine. "
"No," Chief Zhang Lin said. Department Director Zhang Lin said, "We still don't have a definite conclusion on your current condition. What if you have another cardiac arrest when you go out?!"
"Sigh." The patient looked a little depressed. He looked at the white ceiling of the ICU and seemed to remember something. After a few seconds, he said, "Doctor, it's not an illness. It's my fate. Really, it's my fate. "
Chief Zhang Lin was speechless.
"…" Zheng Ren was speechless as well.
It was not an illness, it was his fate.
These words really made people sigh endlessly.
A few young nurses saw that Su Yun had returned. The corners of their eyes were brimming with love, and from time to time, they would glance at his handsome face. One of them quickly found the patient's medical record and jogged to Su Yun's side.
"Brother Yun." She handed the medical record to Su Yun.
"Thank you." Su Yun smiled. The thank you almost caused the young nurse to have a cardiac arrest. She watched as Su Yun took the medical record and stood to the side, motionless.
"Boss." Su Yun opened the medical record and flipped it to the test results before handing it to Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren took it and looked through it page by page.
"It's a little similar to Zou Jiahua's," Su Yun said softly.
"Who?" Chief Zhang Lin asked in surprise. "You've encountered a similar disease?"
"He had surgery a few days ago. A person from Xiangjiang named Zou Jiahua." Su Yun looked at the test results with Zheng Ren attentively.
Zou Jiahua, this name is so familiar, but I can't remember who he is at the moment. However, there were not many people in Xiangjiang who went to the Imperial Capital to see a doctor.
"It's a little similar," Zheng Ren said. "Chief Zhang, can our hospital perform a genetic test for cardiac ion channel disease?"
"Do you suspect it's cardiac ion channel disease?" Chief Zhang Lin asked in confusion.
"Yes, it's similar to the case from a few days ago." Zheng Ren was still looking at the test report and flipping through the results printed on A4 paper.
"Who is Zou Jiahua?" Zhang Lin asked.
"A real estate developer in Hong Kong." Su Yun said, "Boss, the genetic test might not be useful. Zou Jiahua has done everything, but he still can't diagnose it."
Current technology could not identify all diseases, which was indeed a big problem.
However, whether it was Department Director Zhang Lin's judgment or the System's diagnosis, there was only one solution — to remove the pacemaker.
"Doctor, I don't want to treat him anymore," the patient said in a low voice. "My brother was the same a few years ago. I spent a lot of money but it didn't work. This is life, not an illness. I want to go out. "
His voice was very soft, as if he was muttering to himself. It seemed that ever since he came to the 912, he had been in despair. This was the sentence of life. He kept repeating it as if he was hypnotizing himself.
"It's not life, it's an illness," Zheng Ren said. "A few days ago, I just treated a patient. The effect was very good. He went to Mayo for a review, and the results were very optimistic."
"Mayo what?" the patient asked in confusion.
Zheng Ren did not answer his question. He continued to look at the test report.
"Boss Zheng, what was the situation of the patient a few days ago?" Chief Zhang Lin asked.
"It's a similar situation. There's a family history. We've been checking, but there's no definite diagnosis. Later, the frequency of cardiac arrest became higher and higher. He had no choice but to agree to the surgery. There were a few cardiac arrests after the surgery. With the pacemaker, it was fine, "Zheng Ren said.
Chief Zhang Lin was silent. Zheng Ren dared to perform the surgery when the genetic test did not give a diagnosis. How much confidence did he have?
However, the difficulty of the patient in front of him was different from the so-called rich people in Hong Kong.
The patient himself and the patient's father did not agree to continue the examination and treatment, but the patient's wife insisted on diagnosis and treatment.
This kind of contradiction could not be reconciled.
From Zheng Ren's point of view, with the System's diagnosis, in addition to the fact that he and Chief Zhang Lin both believed that a pacemaker was needed, the necessity of the surgery was almost 100%.
What he had to do now was to persuade the patient to agree, and then try his best to persuade the patient's father to agree.
Sigh, it was really difficult to treat diseases.
Especially when the family's opinions were not unified.
Relatively speaking, the surgery became a very simple matter. Among the people present, even if not Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Chief Zhang Lin, even the chief resident of the Department of Circulatory Medicine, who was standing behind Chief Zhang Lin, could probably perform this kind of surgery.
It would be great if the world was a little simpler.
After Zheng Ren finished reading the test report, he closed the medical record clip and handed it to Su Yun, who was beside him. He said gently, "Don't think too much. The risk of the surgery is not high. The postoperative effect is very good."
There was a glimmer of light in the patient's confused eyes, but it immediately dimmed a little.
'Doctors often comfort patients like this,' he thought to himself. It must be just a comforting sentence. Otherwise, he would not have put himself together with so many seriously ill patients.
In the ICU ward, the sound of all kinds of equipment was everywhere. The sound of alarms rose and fell, revealing a tense atmosphere.
Even if Su Yun turned his head, he could not attract the attention of all the young nurses. After they admired the elegant demeanor of their male god, they immediately threw themselves into the treatment. They were extremely busy.
Zheng Ren looked at Chief Zhang Lin and said, "Chief Zhang, what do you think?"
Because he was at the patient's bedside, he spoke as softly as possible to prevent some keywords from being heard by the patient, causing his emotions to fluctuate and causing another heart problem.
Chief Zhang Lin turned around and slowly walked away. As she walked, she said, "I think the matter of a clear diagnosis can be put aside first. The surgery must be done. But the difficulty now is the conflict between the patient's family. This is very difficult. "
Zheng Ren also felt that it was very troublesome.
If it was someone like Zou Jiahua, who was not short of money, once he decided on the surgery, he would take the initiative to buy the latest model of pacemaker in the United States. Such a patient could be said to be the best kind.
But the patient in front of him …
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