The red thing on your wrist isn't a birthmark. It only appeared in the past few years, right? "Zheng Ren asked.
Cheng Xiang was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand in a daze, looked at the butterfly-shaped mark on it, and nodded.
When this thing appeared, he did not notice it. However, as it grew bigger and bigger, he went to the hospital to see it. The doctor prescribed a bunch of tests. After looking at the price, he threw away the test results.
Hospitals nowadays only knew how to f * cking ask for money. A red spot actually cost thousands of yuan for a test. What the hell were they! That was what he thought at the time.
Now that he heard Zheng Ren mention this butterfly-shaped red spot, his heart tightened.
"That's one of the surface signs of systemic lupus erythematosus. Haven't you checked it out?" Zheng Ren asked.
"…" Cheng Xiang was speechless. He vaguely remembered that the doctor had said the same thing at that time. However, he thought that he had deliberately exaggerated the condition and made him do a lot of tests.
"Your hand looks pale and lacks blood supply. When you're excited, it will turn red and then act up. This is Reynolds phenomenon, and it's also a manifestation of autoimmune insulin receptor disease. "
"…"
If it was anyone else who spoke to him with such certainty, Cheng Xiang's first reaction would definitely be to not believe it. However, Zheng Ren was a master in his heart. He could see through all the seniors and experts at a glance, so he directly accepted it.
"I can't … I can't …" Cheng Xiang muttered softly.
Although he did not understand lupus erythematosus, it sounded so scary. It was a very troublesome disease.
One disease had not been solved, and another disease had come. His heart was filled with despair and he did not want to live anymore.
Su Yun also felt that it was very troublesome.
To be honest, he did not care about Cheng Xiang's life or death. He was a selfish liar. Why should he care about him?
However, when he was excited, he would have symptoms of hypoglycemia and faint in front of him. He could not just watch and not save him, right?
It was really a big problem.
Right now, Cheng Xiang looked depressed. His exposed skin was pale and a little wet. It looked like he was about to fall ill.
Although pushing a tube of high sugar could solve the problem, it was still scary to be alarmed. The emergency department's resources were not wasted like this. Even if there was nothing wrong, it was good for the medical staff to sit down for a while. It was better than rescuing a toad.
"Hurry up and check the insulin receptor antibody activity and some other tests. If it increases, we can be sure," Zheng Ren said.
"Boss, I just drew blood," Su Yun said. "At this time … I'll call and ask if the results are out."
"Oh, you're quite fast." Zheng Ren smiled.
"You already said it's this illness. I knew you would have to tell him. It's better to check it directly." Su Yun said as he took out his phone and walked out.
It was much more convenient for Su Yun to inquire about anything than him. Although he had not been in the 912 for long, he was probably familiar with everyone.
"Doctor Zheng, is that really the case? What should I do? "Na Cheng Xiang looked at Zheng Ren with a confused expression, his hands trembling.
"Just treat it. Do you think you can do it on your own?" Zheng Ren was a little impatient.
Zheng Ren rarely showed such clear signs of impatience during his diagnosis and treatment of patients. No matter how pretentious the patients were, Zheng Ren would face them with honesty.
This guy had been taken out by life a long time ago, and he was the kind that produced pulp.
However, this Na Cheng Xiang was different from other patients. Zheng Ren was especially disgusted by this kind of liar.
"The results aren't out yet," Su Yun said when he came back.
"Just you wait. Don't get agitated. Eat your meal properly," Zheng Ren said. "I'll come see you again when I have time."
Zheng Ren was afraid that he would block the entrance of the intervention department to look for him.
This was not a glorious thing. Even if it was a good thing, Zheng Ren still felt that it was troublesome, let alone Na Cheng Xiang.
After saying that, Zheng Ren turned around and left the emergency observation room, not caring if Na Cheng Xiang understood or not.
Behind him, he heard the conversation between the other patients and the nurses. They were probably talking about how this doctor's attitude was really bad.
If he had a good attitude towards him, he would feel very uncomfortable.
To be able to explain the illness, he had already gone against his conscience.
"Boss, autoimmune insulin receptor disease is quite troublesome," Su Yun said as he walked.
"Yes," Zheng Ren said perfunctorily.
"Hey, what's with your attitude? Can you discuss the case more enthusiastically?" Su Yun was dissatisfied.
"There's nothing to discuss. It's just abnormal insulin secretion. He dragged it out for too long and even had systemic lupus erythematosus and Reynolds's phenomenon. I reckon that the effect might not be very good even if it's treated correctly. "
"He deserves it. I've never met such a person before." Su Yun's tone was filled with endless disgust, but in the end, he still sighed unwillingly.
"I really don't want to treat him," Su Yun said.
"I don't want to either. But it's still a problem. I have to solve it quickly. Otherwise, once Dr. Mehar comes to the department to understand the condition with me and sees him kneeling down to me, do you think Dr. Mehar will think that this is our traditional etiquette? "Zheng Ren joked.
"Tsk! Don't talk nonsense, "Su Yun said." Speaking of which, have you contacted the doctor? "
"No."
Su Yun was speechless. "Can you be more attentive? Dr. Mehar is also a patient. Don't you care at all about welcoming and admitting him to the hospital? "
That made sense. He seemed to have forgotten that Dr. Mehar was a patient. After replacing him as a patient, Zheng Ren immediately knew what to do.
"Then hurry up and contact him …"
"You want me to do it again!" Su Yun said angrily. "You're the attending doctor, okay, Dr. Mehar …"
As he said that, his phone rang.
[Vulgar fearlessness, elegant frivolity …]
Zheng Ren did not react at all.
[They said to quickly write a love song that is both refined and popular. The writing is vivid and it's easy to sing …]
"Hey, pick up the phone." Su Yun nudged Zheng Ren and reminded him.
"Uh … It's my phone." Only then did Zheng Ren remember that Su Yun had changed his phone's ringtone when he went home yesterday.
When he listened to it, he felt that it was quite nice. However, when he thought about how answering the phone in the hospital meant that he might be busy for a day and a night, the song changed its flavor.
"Department Chief Kong."
"Uh, okay, I'll go over and take a look."
After saying that, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.
"What's the matter?" Su Yun asked.
"The newborn you mentioned just now was admitted to the hospital and is being treated in the emergency department. The child asked the whole hospital for a consultation. Even Department Chief Kong received a call. "
"It's about the stomach. It's obviously intestinal obstruction. Why are they looking for us?" Su Yun complained.
This was the case with the whole hospital's consultation. There was about a 50% chance that all departments would be called for a consultation to prevent any rare or rare diseases from being overlooked.
As for the Department of Interventional Medicine … It was probably notified by the Medical Administration Division. Recently, they had more contact with the Department of Interventional Medicine, so they made a call in passing.
This was a big deal.
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