Su Yun accompanied him to the checkup. Chang Yue saw that the patient and his family members had left and muttered to herself, "Strange."
Liu Zewei did not touch his bald head but said cautiously, "Doctor Chang, you don't know that set of clothes?"
"It looks familiar. It's a Tang suit, right?" Chang Yue said.
"No," Liu Zewei said, "it's for the dead!"
Chang Yue was stunned. For the dead?
This time, she immediately remembered why the clothes looked so familiar.
It was really not a Tang suit!
Many patients, especially those with advanced cancer, died in the ward. Their family members wiped their bodies clean. Then, while the body was still warm and the limbs were not stiff, they put on similar clothes.
Most of them wore Chinese-style clothes with the front and some wore Chinese tunic suits.
Few people would think of a suit at such a moment.
It was a matter of life and death. Wearing a suit was too strange.
No wonder it looked familiar. It was because she had seen patients who died in the ward wearing it and being carried into the coffin many times.
The reason why he didn't recognize it was because he had never seen anyone wearing this kind of clothes walking around.
But … why would a living person wear a dead person's clothes?!
Chang Yue's hair stood on end.
She was a little scared but the room was full of familiar doctors, so she did not scream. She looked out the window. The sky was a little cloudy but it was impossible to think of ghosts walking in the night.
"Old Liu, have you seen someone walking around in a shroud?" Chang Yue asked carefully.
She wanted to stand at the door but felt that it was not safe.
She wanted to go to the corner of the room but if there were any changes, it would be inconvenient to run there.
It was a dilemma.
"I've seen patients lying in bed in shrouds, but I've never seen someone walking around in a shroud." Liu Zewei was also a little afraid. He thought for a moment and said, "Do you know the Great Immortal of the northeast?"
"Yes."
"Great Immortal … Oh right, should we call Boss Zheng back? I think it's weird. I hope nothing happens, "Liu Zewei asked softly.
"…" Chang Yue picked up her phone and made a call.
On the other side of the phone, Su Yun ridiculed Chang Yue's statement. She hung up in anger.
"It's fine. Boss Zheng and Doctor Su are full of Yang energy. Nothing will happen to them." Liu Zewei smiled and comforted Chang Yue.
"Continue." Chang Yue felt that the surroundings were gloomy. If Liu Zewei said something, she would feel better.
"I've treated a patient before. It's said that he's a chuma immortal. Logically speaking, it should be the inheritance of the ancient shaman religion in the northeast. In order to save the world and help the people, the elven deities who had achieved success in their cultivation chose disciples with spiritual qualities and used their disciples to do good deeds. "
"…" Chang Yue trembled again.
She wasn't a girl in the traditional sense. To be able to call a murderer with a bloody knife in his hand "brothers", it was clear that Chang Yue wasn't a coward.
However, these things were Chang Yue's Achilles' heel.
Over the past few days, Xie Yiren had told her about Sun Xiaomei's incident in Sea City.
Although the matter was already over and there was a conclusion that it was a disease caused by a teratoma, Chang Yue still felt frightened when she heard Xie Yiren's description.
Today, he encountered another patient walking around in shrouds.
Her heart had long been uneasy.
"Chuma. In the north, it's called carrying poles and carrying incense sticks. There's also a saying in the south. In fact, most of them are what we usually call jumping immortals," Liu Zewei said. "Every immortal has a different temper …"
"Old Liu, didn't you say that humans aren't allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic?" Chang Yue was becoming more and more afraid by Liu Zewei's words.
"There was always before the founding of the People's Republic." Liu Zewei saw that Chang Yue was afraid, so he felt a little better.
Chang Yue was silent.
"I don't know how to do it exactly. I've never seen it before. I hope … I hope Boss Zheng is fine. "Liu Zewei clenched his fists and unconsciously put on a defensive posture.
He might know that his defensive posture was useless, but he immediately came to a realization and smiled awkwardly.
If something happened to a hot-blooded, muscular man like Boss Zheng, what was there to struggle for, a person like him who had to put wolfberry in drinking water and was mostly buried in the soil?
Liu Zewei also thought it through. He touched his bald head and smiled. "Doctor Chang, don't worry. Boss Zheng has saved countless people. If it's in terms of Dao Level, ordinary kids wouldn't dare to get close to him. "
"…"
"Just one TIPS technique is worth tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, or even millions of lives. Not to mention risking his life to save people under the ruins during earthquake relief. If there was a scale in the world … "
Liu Zewei was long-winded to boost his courage. Zheng Ren walked in with Xiao Tianci with a smile.
"Old Master, there's no problem. After the surgery tomorrow and the day after, you'll stay in the ward for one night. The conditions on our side can't be compared to the newly repaired land, so we'll make do with it, "Zheng Ren said as he walked in." We'll deal with it for one night. We'll turn back the next day. "
"You're too polite," Xiao Tianci said. "When you go out to see a doctor, the most important thing is to be able to cure your illness. Food and accommodation are not important."
Liu Zewei saw that the patient's words were clear. Although the shroud on his body was a little strange, it seemed that nothing he had imagined had happened.
It must be because Boss Zheng's Yang energy was strong, and ordinary people did not dare to make a move.
If it were him, it might not be the case.
"Then you can go back. I'll look at the radiographic films in a while and come up with a treatment plan," Zheng Ren said.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Professor Zheng." Xiao Tianci bowed politely and turned to leave.
Before he left, he even used his walking stick to poke his two sons.
When they were far away, Liu Zewei looked at Zheng Ren meaningfully and did not speak for a long time.
Zheng Ren felt Liu Zewei's strange gaze. Just as he was about to ask, Chang Yue could not help but ask, "Chief Zheng, did you notice that the patient was wearing a shroud just now?"
"Oh, Su Yun and I both found it strange. When we went for a physical examination, we asked," Zheng Ren said with a smile. "Guess what happened?"
"Who can guess that?" Chang Yue saw that Zheng Ren was starting to joke and knew that it was fine, so she relaxed.
"Don't listen to him. If he were to talk about something, he could talk about it until tomorrow morning," Su Yun said from the side. "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that the family feels that the old man won't be able to live for long."
"How could that be?" Chang Yue was surprised.
"Doctor Chang, if it was a few months ago, it would really be like this," Liu Zewei said. "A lot of ascites, portal hypertension, and a lot of TIPS surgery. Although it's not a nine out of ten chance of survival, the risk is still extremely high," Liu Zewei said.
Liu Zewei listened to Zheng Ren and Su Yun and knew what had happened.
"Yes," Su Yun said. "The mortality rate is extremely high. Even if he doesn't die, once he has hepatic encephalopathy, his life will be worse than death."
"And then?" Chang Yue asked.
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