"He was hired by Mr. Zou Jiahua of Zou's Real Estate," the doctor said calmly, but the underlying meaning was clear. Dr. Huo shook her head in disdain.
"The Imperial Capital Hospital isn't famous for its neurology, right? If we were to look for it in the mainland, it should be a hospital like Concorde or Temple of Heaven." Another person was puzzled.
"A while ago, Mr. Zou's Gu poison was diagnosed by this doctor as a heart ion channel disease, and he underwent surgery. The postoperative effect was very good, there was no … "
"That was just a coincidence." Doctor Huo packed her things and said casually, "Without modern scientific evidence, it's impossible to diagnose a disease casually.
I believe all of you have seen this kind of blindly prescribing medicine and performing surgery according to the symptoms of the patient. "
“912？ Was it Doctor Zheng who was nominated for the Nobel Prize this year? How did he diagnose it? "Dr. Wang suddenly asked.
"He said he didn't have time. He wants Mr. Qin to fly to the Imperial Capital for a further examination." The doctor who said this also couldn't believe it. Was Doctor Zheng so arrogant?
The doctors present came from all over the world, and they were all experts in their professions. However, Doctor Zheng actually wanted Old Master Qin to fly to Imperial Capital.
"What's the diagnosis?" Dr. Huo asked.
"He said in the email that the preliminary diagnosis is acute narcolepsy."
Dr. Wang's eyes lit up.
"Impossible!" Doctor Huo packed up all her documents and turned to leave with determination. "Gu poison, witch doctor, even modern science can't change this fact. If Mister Qin Lu chooses to find a Witch Doctor for treatment, I have nothing to say. "
After that, he directly left the conference room on the top floor of Heyang.
He was not curious about the diagnosis in the email.
This place didn't look like a hospital, but more like a top seven-star hotel.
There were not many people, which was the complete opposite of the crowded situation of the 912.
Doctor Wang was deep in thought. He was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he stopped the last doctor who had read the contents of the email.
He vaguely remembered that the doctor was a specialist in the hospital. He graduated from the Montreal Medical Center in Canada more than 20 years ago.
They could be considered to be of the same lineage.
"Can you tell me how Doctor Zheng diagnosed it?" Doctor Wang asked with a smile.
"There is no exact diagnosis process, only a preliminary diagnosis."
"Did he say anything else?" It was the first time that Dr. Wang had met a doctor who had the same diagnosis as him, so he was particularly interested.
But the answer was no.
In the end, he could only ask for Zheng Ren's email and leave resentfully.
…
…
When Zheng Ren and Shi Huairu left, it was already 5: 30 p.m.
If it were not for the fact that Dr. Mehar's energy could not support it, Zheng Ren felt that the two doctors would have to work all night to carry out their research.
The hospital allocated another ward for Dr. Olsen's team to store some emergency equipment. The signal transmitted by the instrument would be sent back to the large laboratory in the United States for calculations and the corresponding post-processing work.
They agreed to give Dr. Mehar the prostate interventional embolization treatment three days later. The guide wire used was still a special guide wire that could transmit blood flow signals.
Zheng Ren did not ask where Shi Huairu was going or what he wanted to do.
Watching him leave without touching the ground like a ghost, Zheng Ren highly suspected that this guy was not going to report to work, but to find a place to lie down until the end of time.
He had seen lazy people, but he had never seen such a lazy person.
However, because it was a special mission, he could not ask too much. Old Chief Physician Pan had taught him this when he was in Sea City.
After leaving the special ward, Lin Ge heaved a sigh of relief.
"Boss Zheng, I feel tired watching you research all day. Are you feeling alright?" Lin Ge asked with a smile.
"I'm fine," Zheng Ren said. "Thank you for your hard work, Chief Lin."
"What chief? I'm the deputy chief, and I don't have any real power. However, it's a good thing that I don't have real power now. I don't want to do anything. At my age, there's not much pressure. It's quite good, "Lin Ge said.
"Dr. Mehar agreed to give two lectures if he returns to normal after the surgery. Is the hospital going to use this opportunity to hold an academic conference?" Zheng Ren was a little confused.
"Yes, it should be," Lin Ge said. "It's an academic conference. If it needs to be held, it should be held. After all, we have to improve the academic status."
In the face of a swarm of patients, the weakness of research could be imagined. However, there was nothing he could do about it. Zheng Ren understood.
"Boss Zheng, do you want to have a meal together?" Lin Ge asked.
"No, I'm a little tired. I'm going home. See you tomorrow." Zheng Ren directly rejected Lin Ge's invitation.
He had just said that he was not tired. This kid … Lin Ge helplessly watched Zheng Ren turn around and leave.
There was no resentment. He was just a little envious of this kind of young man.
In the hospital, a high level of skill was hardcore. It was useless to say anything else.
His phone rang. Lin Ge took a look. It was actually Ye Qingqiu.
At this point, he still did not let himself stop. He felt a little helpless.
"Boss Zheng's side is over, right?" Ye Qingqiu asked on the phone.
"It just ended."
"The cardiothoracic department has a full-hospital consultation. Go and preside over it."
"Okay."
After saying that, Lin Ge hung up the phone. He took a look at the time. It was 17: 35. At this time, a full-hospital consultation was definitely a big deal.
"Chief Lin, there's a full-hospital consultation?" Zheng Ren, who was about to leave, suddenly appeared beside Lin Ge and asked with a smile.
"…"
Lin Ge cursed in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. He said, "Boss Zheng, are you interested? Let's go and take a look. "
"Yes." Zheng Ren happily accepted the invitation. His state was completely different from when he rejected Lin Ge's request to eat together without hesitation.
This kind of surgery dog! Lin Ge sighed in his heart.
The two of them walked all the way to the inpatient department. Zheng Ren looked at the newly issued mission on the System panel and pondered.
[Emergency Mission: A murder case caused by a steamed bun.
[Mission Details: Successfully rescue a patient with a sharp esophageal injury and aortic hematoma.
[Mission Time: 24 hours.
[Mission Reward: 100,000 experience points, + 1 reputation.]
The mission reward was very ordinary. There was no highlight, and it did not have the luck that Zheng Ren yearned for.
Under normal circumstances, esophageal injury referred to a patient who had swallowed a sharp object, such as a blade, to commit suicide.
However, this method of suicide was relatively rare. It was difficult to die and extremely painful. It was difficult for ordinary people to put a blade in their mouth and swallow it in one gulp.
Zheng Ren was more interested in this mission.
Moreover, the cardiothoracic department had actually called for a full-hospital consultation at this time. It must be a particularly difficult patient.
As he walked, Zheng Ren called Su Yun and asked him to come together.
He was afraid that if he did not tell him about the cardiothoracic surgery, the guy would fall out with him tomorrow.
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