What else? "
"There will also be vomiting, sweating, abdominal pain, waist pain, and elevated blood pressure."
"Elevated blood pressure? Have you measured it? "
"It feels like it's because my head is throbbing," Zhang Xiaohui said.
"What happens when you shower?"
"Uh …" Zhang Xiaohui was a little embarrassed.
However, Zheng Ren looked straight into her eyes without any intention of avoiding her gaze. It was simple and direct.
Zhang Xiaohui was still a little hesitant.
After all, it was awkward for a first-year postgraduate student to talk to a hot-blooded man like Zheng Ren, who was less than thirty years old.
Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. He picked up a used chopstick with his left hand and gently tapped the edge of the disposable lunch box.
Su Yun noticed the rhythm of Zheng Ren's tapping.
Could it be that this guy had learned psychology? Or was it hypnosis? Was there some kind of explanation for the rhythm of his tapping?
Was it a hint or Morse code? Su Yun thought about it again and again, thinking too much.
The room fell into an awkward silence.
Ten seconds later, Zhang Xiaohui lowered her head and said, "It didn't hurt when I washed my body. Later, I found that it didn't hurt when I washed the area around my head. It only hurt when I washed the top of my head."
As she said that, she pointed at the top of her head.
Zhang Xiaohui's hair was very long. It was still wet because she had not dried it during the shower.
"Then are you trying to see the range of the pain today?" Zheng Ren asked.
Zhang Xiaohui nodded, a little embarrassed. "I wanted to try, but I accidentally hit the top of my head."
"Can you please raise your head and look into my eyes?" Zheng Ren said in a calm voice.
Su Yun was a little surprised. The boss kept looking into his eyes today. Could it be that he was using some kind of method to give Zhang Xiaohui a psychological hint?
If that was the case, he would have to look at him less in the future to avoid being misled.
The group of people who studied psychology had the dirtiest hearts.
Feng Xuhui had been in contact with Zheng Ren for the longest time and had seen him consult before, but he had never made such a request. Many times, he asked about the situation while reading the medical records. It was even a little casual.
What did Chief Zheng mean today?
Zhang Xiaohui tried to raise her head and look into Zheng Ren's eyes.
"What medicine have you been taking recently?" Zheng Ren asked.
"The doctor said that I'm a little depressed and told me to take haloperidol and melitracin. One in the morning and one in the evening, I … "Zhang Xiaohui stammered.
"You're worried that you'll have a problem eating it, right?" Zheng Ren's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. Zhang Xiaohui hesitated for a moment before directly saying what was on her mind.
Zhang Xiaohui was a little flustered by his gaze and nodded incoherently.
"How long have you been here?" Zheng Ren asked.
"More than ten days," Zhang Xiaohui said. "I don't dare to stay in the dormitory."
"It's your right eye that can see ghosts, right?" Zheng Ren smiled and spoke a little faster. "You can occasionally see someone stealing things from your dormitory!"
At the mention of the dormitory and the theft, Zhang Xiaohui immediately hugged her head and screamed in pain.
Her right hand was not very agile, and she looked like a stiff puppet with half of her body.
In midair, there was a thread pulling on the right half of her body. It looked very strange.
Zheng Ren held the chopsticks in his left hand. The moment Zhang Xiaohui screamed, he suddenly stood up and stabbed the chopsticks at her right eye.
Zhang Xiaohui was at a loss. Her eyes subconsciously looked at Zheng Ren and she screamed in pain.
"Chief Zheng!" Feng Xuhui wanted to rush up but was pulled away by Su Yun.
"I'm asking for a diagnosis. Why are you going up to cause trouble?" Su Yun said. "The boss stabbed in the blind area of the left eye. Zhang Xiaohui didn't see it. The cortical blindness test is positive. It's a problem with the cerebral cortex. "
"Yes." Zheng Ren put down the chopsticks and said, "There's no blink reflex or avoidance reaction. It's not hysterical blindness or false blindness. It doesn't seem to be a performative personality."
"What are you thinking about?" Su Yun asked.
"I think it's reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome," Zheng Ren said.
"Do an MRI and see. It's a small problem." Su Yun's expression was very serious.
"The main manifestation is a sudden lightning-like headache with or without neurological dysfunction. Normally, it can recover in three months.
The diffuse cerebral vasoconstriction will recover in three months.
The clinical manifestation can be a benign process or a rare fatal one, "Zheng Ren said." It's been 19 days. I think the MRI will show a string of beads. The timing is quite coincidental. If it was a few days earlier, there wouldn't be a good solution. "
"Uh …" Feng Xuhui was stunned and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Boss Zheng?"
"Simply put, Zhang Xiaohui was so frightened that there's a change in the blood vessels in her brain. This usually occurs after swimming, exercise, emotional distress, shock or pregnancy, "Zheng Ren said.
"…" Feng Xuhui still did not understand.
"Let's put it this way. It's a condition where the blood vessels in the brain keep spasming, causing local ischemia," Su Yun said.
This time, Feng Xuhui understood.
Seeing that the consultation was over, Liu Xiaojie held Zhang Xiaohui in her arms and asked worriedly, "Chief Zheng, will Xiaohui's brain be ischemic and necrotic?"
"Under normal circumstances, it won't." Zheng Ren smiled. "When her condition stabilizes, we'll go to the hospital together. Do an MRI and if there's a string of beads, we can confirm it's reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome. "
"Under normal circumstances …" Liu Xiaojie was obviously worried about Zheng Ren's answer.
"If there's an accident, there's nothing we can do. For example, there's a small aneurysm or something like that. However, the possibility isn't high. It should still be reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome. Most patients will recover on their own in about three months. "Zheng Ren smiled.
"Chief Zheng, thank you," Feng Xuhui said repeatedly.
"Stop using antidepressants like haloperidol and melitracin immediately," Zheng Ren said sternly.
"Why are you blaming depression and mental illness for every illness? Aren't you afraid of eating people to death?" Zheng Ren nagged, which was rare for him.
"Boss, why do I feel like you're talking about me?" Su Yun was unhappy.
"There's no need to talk about you," Zheng Ren said. "The cortical blind test is positive. When the vasoconstriction subsides, go for a checkup."
"If only there was a recyclable thin stent, we could remove it directly," Su Yun said.
"The technique isn't up to standard, and the vasoconstriction site … Forget it, don't let your imagination run wild," Zheng Ren said.
There were many technical difficulties in treating this disease through surgery. At the very least, it was not achievable with the current level of technology.
Even Zheng Ren, who was at the peak of interventional surgery, did not have full confidence.
Most importantly, Zhang Xiaohui's disease had a high probability of recovering on its own in about three months. Why should he spend money and take the risk?
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