After waiting for a while, Zhang Xiaohui's headache eased slightly. Feng Xuhui drove to the 912.
He went to Zhou Litao's place to get an MRI scan of the head and paid for it to be examined.
Twenty minutes later, the MRI scan appeared on the screen in the operating room.
The lumen of the basilar artery and the left middle cerebral artery branch was irregular, forming a 'string of beads'.
It was a very typical MRI image. After seeing the beads, Zheng Ren and Su Yun both heaved a sigh of relief.
Zheng Ren's judgment was correct. It was reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome.
There was no aneurysm on the MRI image. The possibility of Zhang Xiaohui's irreversible vasoconstriction was further reduced.
After taking out the radiographic films, Zheng Ren went to explain her problem to Zhang Xiaohui.
"Here, the problem is here." Zheng Ren knew that Zhang Xiaohui could not understand the MRI at all, but he still explained it to her patiently.
This kind of behavior would give the patient a certain psychological hint to tell her that the doctor had found out the truth of the matter.
From a persuasive point of view, Zheng Ren would occasionally criticize the Charm Value given by the System.
So what if the Charm Value broke through the sky?
In the eyes of the patient, it was still not as good as Liu Zewei's baldness.
In fact, this was not an absurd conclusion. It was a certain rule summed up from daily behavior.
This kind of rule was so strong that the System did not have a good way to solve it.
After explaining the source, development, and future progress of Zhang Xiaohui's condition in detail to how long it would take for her to get better, Zhang Xiaohui and Liu Xiaojie's expressions became much more stable.
"Little Feng, send them back," Zheng Ren said.
"Boss Zheng, I'll send you back first." Feng Xuhui thanked him repeatedly.
"We're all on the same side. There's no need to be so polite. It won't take long to go home from here, "Zheng Ren said." Hurry up and go back to rest. Xiaohui's illness will recover on its own after a while. Remember, don't take any antidepressants! "
Zheng Ren's last reminder was very heavy.
Feng Xuhui wrote it down and left with Liu Xiaojie and Zhang Xiaohui.
"Boss, do you think Feng Xuhui and Liu Xiaojie can do it?" Su Yun looked at the back of the BMW X5 and asked with a smile.
"I always feel that Liu Xiaojie hasn't settled down yet. It's not a good thing if she succeeds now. That girl looks smart, but it's only on the surface. She hasn't figured out what she wants yet. "Zheng Ren shook his head.
"You, such a beautiful love, why do you want to run for a lifetime?" Su Yun blew a breath, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered.
"Not for marriage …"
"Isn't it normal to act like a hooligan? That's a wrong way to put it. That's a beautiful and sweet first love on campus. Using that way to put it is a hooligan, "Su Yun said disdainfully.
Zheng Ren could not be bothered to argue with him.
He couldn't care less about other people. He just had to manage the love between him and Xie Yiren.
Now, he was busier than the Chief Resident. He hoped that after the Nobel Prize review ended, all of this would change.
It was getting late. Zheng Ren had returned from Xilin Town. Although he did not feel tired, he knew that it was best to go back and have a good sleep.
After chatting with Zhou Litao for a while in the emergency department, a trauma patient was sent over. The car accident had resulted in a fractured rib. It was not a critical illness, so Zheng Ren went home after saying goodbye.
There were still benefits to living close by. He could walk back.
"On the day Lil Fugui and I left, did you bring Old Liu to the surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It was Old Liu who brought me," Su Yun corrected. "I was just giving Old Liu a hand. He can already do it."
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.
"Boss, this is especially bad of you." Su Yun habitually picked on his faults. "If you need to let go, then let go. Old Liu came all the way here to do the surgery."
Zheng Ren smiled and did not say anything.
"Tomorrow, we'll do the rounds. Sit down and watch the surgery. Old Liu's level is slightly lower than Lil Fugui's. But in TIPS surgery, there's almost no difference, "Su Yun said.
"Got it."
"What's with your attitude? Oh right!" Su Yun suddenly remembered something. "Recently, there's been a crazy rumor that the TIPS surgery project has been decided as the Nobel Prize. Is there such a thing?"
"How would I know?" Zheng Ren said. "After Dr. Olsen went back, I didn't have much contact with the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences. When the number of surgeries is almost enough, I still have to fly to Sweden to see Dr. Mehar. "
"There's no need. Dr. Mehar will come to perform the surgery again at that time," Su Yun said with a smile. "Tell me the truth. Is there no way to solve the high coagulation problem? Or are you deliberately not solving this problem? "
"How can you use medical matters as a means of blackmailing people? Your thoughts are too dark and dangerous. You can't do that. "
"Tsk tsk, you're the person with the dirtiest thoughts," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren could not be bothered with him. When he returned to his residence, Xie Yiren and Chang Yue were already asleep. Only Hei Zi squatted at the door and wagged its tail to welcome Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
Patting the dog's head, the two of them tiptoed upstairs.
This was the bad thing about the large duplex. After returning, they could not chat unscrupulously. They even had to be gentle when they took a shower so as not to disturb Xie Yiren and Chang Yue.
After a simple wash, Zheng Ren sat in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the waning lights of the Imperial Capital and Haizi not far away. He took out his phone and randomly flipped through it.
The blind cortex test for Zhang Xiaohui just now would usually be done with a flashlight. However, there was no such condition at that time. He had to use chopsticks to test, which required high accuracy.
The energy consumption in that instant was more intense than running a thousand miles.
Leisurely sitting on the top floor and watching the prosperity of the Imperial Capital, Zheng Ren felt that life was quite good.
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…
At midnight, the activities of the fountain carnival began in full swing.
The fountain square was surrounded by young couples and single dogs who came to watch the fun.
According to statistics, this was one of the places with the most marriage proposals in the Imperial Capital.
At midnight, when the fountain was flying and the music was playing, according to statistics, at least five boys proposed to the girl they liked every day.
Ren Ling was very disdainful of this kind of thing.
She was 20 years old this year. She was naturally beautiful and had a good figure. There was no lack of love in her life, but she had always rejected it.
In Ren Ling's opinion, those boys and girls who waited by the fountain to propose at 12 o 'clock were stupid.
The most stupid were the surrounding onlookers and single dogs.
They shouted "Yes" and "Yes" like a collective threat.
However, the fountain square was still considered good. Most girls who could come here and wait until 12 o 'clock were looking forward to marriage proposals and dating. Well, as long as the girl was not too stupid.
Tonight, there were a few couples who loved each other. Ren Ling did not care. She had a big event tonight.
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