"Boss, what do you suspect?" After Su Yun looked at the vast expanse of radiographic films, he had been wondering what kind of illness it was. However, after thinking about it a few times, he did not have any ideas.
"I don't know," Zheng Ren answered very straightforwardly. "Is the car ready?"
"By the time you remember, we're almost at 912," Su Yun habitually said.
Zheng Ren did not say anything. It seemed that he had also entered a state of deep thought.
The two of them were silent. They went downstairs and got into the car. In the car, they were also thinking about their own matters.
The driver was very strange. Did these two young people quarrel? Why were their faces dark? If the two of them quarreled, they could just fight. Why did they have such a gloomy face?
The atmosphere was a little heavy. He wanted to say something, but no matter what the driver said, he was greeted with silence.
It was so awkward. The driver could only focus all his energy on driving.
Like a racer, the driver felt that this was his peak level. Whether it was overtaking or other cars, it was done in one go.
When they reached 912, the driver was still not satisfied. He really wanted to pull the two young people to run another lap.
He rushed to the gastrointestinal surgery department. Chief Wei and Professor Feng were reading the radiographic films.
"Chief Wei, Brother Feng, I'm here." Zheng Ren greeted them expressionlessly and immediately squeezed to the radiographic film viewer.
"Boss Zheng, why are you here?" Chief Wei was puzzled.
"Chief, I called Boss Zheng. This isn't …" Professor Feng was worried about this matter from the beginning, so he could only explain.
Chief Wei nodded. He did not mind and even praised him a little. He could not understand it either. With Boss Zheng to back him up, he felt much safer.
The radiographic films were hanging in front of them. Ten minutes ago, Chief Wei and Professor Feng were stunned after reading the radiographic films.
They had never encountered such a case in decades of clinical practice.
They could only arrange for the nurses to make preoperative preparations. The doctor in charge gave preoperative instructions and prepared for an emergency exploratory laparotomy.
Chief Wei gave Professor Feng a look. Professor Feng understood and began to report the medical history.
"Boss Zheng, the patient is a 72-year-old female patient …" The medical history was very simple. Because the patient had a history of cerebral infarction and mild abdominal pain, the old man could not describe it clearly. The nanny did not pay attention, so she only roughly knew that it had been delayed for nearly a year.
The other medical histories were not very detailed. Some were even subjective guesses by family members.
Unknowingly, Zheng Ren placed his left hand under his right armpit and his right hand on his cheek. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the simple radiographic films without moving.
After Su Yun saw the radiographic films, he gave up.
He had no clue at all. Even Director Wei had no ideas, so he decided not to try.
There was no point in trying again.
He was waiting for Zheng Ren's diagnosis. At this time, he wanted to see if the boss could continue to be as magical as ever.
However, this was not all that Su Yun was thinking about. He already knew Zheng Ren's choice. The Imperial Capital … was really a headache.
It was really tiring to have such an unreliable boss. Su Yun blew a breath, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered.
"Chief, shall we send the patient up?" The doctor in charge poked his head in and asked softly.
"Boss Zheng?" Director Wei asked.
"Give it to me." Zheng Ren's eyes did not move, as if he wanted to see through the white film.
"Boss Zheng, do you have any considerations?" Director Wei asked tentatively.
"Yes, I think it might be abdominal cocoon," Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
Director Wei was stunned. Although the name was unique, Director Wei knew about it.
The most recent time was at an academic conference. Someone had brought up a case. However, it was not brought up during an academic report but during a casual chat.
There were no radiographic films and no clear diagnosis.
At that time, the patient's family refused to perform an exploratory laparotomy because the diagnosis was unclear. They were sent to Sorcery Capital by ambulance. It was said that the patient's breathing and heartbeat disappeared halfway.
Therefore, the director of that place did not know what the final result was.
This disease was very rare and the cause was unknown. Until now, there had been no research results in the world.
Because all or part of the small intestine was wrapped in a layer of dense, tough, grayish-white thick fibers, it was also known as idiopathic sclerosing peritonitis or sclerosing peritonitis.
It was named by Foo in 1978.
However, there were also doubts. Logically speaking, abdominal cocoon was only a layer of free fibrous tissue. The intestinal lumen would not be so small and the amount of air in the intestine was pitifully small.
In imaging, the air was black. In the entire radiographic film, there was a pitiful amount of black in the patient's abdominal cavity. Most of it was a vast expanse of white shadows.
Therefore, Director Wei did not immediately diagnose abdominal cocoon.
It was similar, but also not.
Many difficult cases relied on guesses. No one would know if they did not open the abdominal cavity and see it with their own eyes. Even if they saw it with their own eyes, young people who did not have enough clinical experience would not dare to make a diagnosis.
"Director Wei, according to the abdominal cocoon and the patient's family, the possibility of not being able to step down is very high." Zheng Ren finally gave such a hint.
Director Wei immediately felt a headache coming on.
Step down? Was there still a need for surgery?
Forget it, he would personally explain it to the patient and see if the patient's family's medical compliance was good. If it was good, he would consider surgery. Of course, the surgery had to be done with Chief Zheng.
"Boss, Chief Zhou from Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery is here," Su Yun said softly.
"Tell Chief Zhou that I might be two or three hours late." Zheng Ren's answer was not unexpected to Su Yun.
Su Yun sighed and glanced at Professor Feng.
Professor Feng was especially embarrassed. He scratched his head and asked, "Boss Zheng, do you have something to do today?"
"There's an international academic conference. The boss is going to give a lecture." Su Yun carried his bag and went out. "Boss, I'll go with Chief Zhou first."
"Okay." Zheng Ren's eyes were still on the radiographic films. He did not even speak.
"I'm sorry to delay Chief Zheng's lecture." Professor Feng rubbed his hands. International academic conference … Lecture … Sigh, when would he be able to go?
Even if he went, he would probably be listening to the lecture.
"Ask Yiren when she will arrive," Zheng Ren suddenly said.
The surroundings were quiet. Chief Wei and Professor Feng, who were just about to explain to the patient's family, looked at each other.
After a few seconds of silence, Zheng Ren realized that Su Yun had already left.
He picked up his phone helplessly and called Xie Yiren.
"Chief Zheng, do you want to go and take a look?" Professor Feng asked in a low voice.
"Yes, the surgery will probably be difficult." Zheng Ren had already contacted Xie Yiren. They were almost at the hospital. The surgical equipment had been sterilized and was in a sterile bag.
With the equipment and Xie Yiren, the probability of the surgery being completed was much higher.
"I think it's abdominal cocoon. Although abdominal cocoon is a rare disease, there are degrees of severity," Zheng Ren said. "This is the most serious kind."
His fingers tapped lightly on the film viewer's glass, making a "dong dong" sound.
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