Everyone, please be quiet. " Zheng Ren knocked on the table again. "We can't distinguish between congenital porphyria and lead poisoning from the above two points. So, let's look at the next point.
"Long-term lead exposure can lead to elevated blood pressure, toxic myocarditis, and myocardial damage. Lead can increase oxygen free radicals in the body, causing lipid peroxidation damage, including myocardial cell membranes and myocardial microsomal membranes.
It can also affect the cation transport enzyme in the myocardial microsomal membrane, overloading the Ca2 + ions in the aorta and other blood vessel cells. Ca2 + accumulation in the myocardial cells, causing membrane ion transport disorders and myocardial cell dysfunction.
"I'm not sure about the patient's family history, and there are no relevant literature reports on what happens to the heart function of patients with congenital porphyria after a certain age. However, the changes in the patient's heart function, I don't think it has anything to do with congenital porphyria. It looks like lead poisoning. "
That was what Zheng Ren wanted to do.
The mechanism of lead poisoning itself was related to porphyrin metabolism. It could cause anemia, and its occurrence was closely related to hemoglobin synthesis and hemolysis.
Acute lead poisoning was still very easy to distinguish, but the differential diagnosis between chronic lead poisoning and porphyria was not an ordinary difficulty.
Only a laboratory examination could clearly distinguish the difference between the two.
The patient had not done any laboratory tests related to lead poisoning. Zheng Ren just wanted to plant a thorn in the Bruch family.
Yes!
It was just a thorn.
It might be useless, but it could also cause suspicion among the members of the family.
In any case, there was no cost. It would only consume his' reputation 'in the Bruch family. In the face of Womel's previous threats, intimidation, and arrogance, Zheng Ren did not feel that he had any reputation in the Bruch family.
This was Zheng Ren's counterattack.
For this counterattack, Zheng Ren did not hesitate to drink a bottle of Energy Serum.
At this moment, his mind was exceptionally clear. His thoughts were almost flat, and in an instant, he thought of countless things.
From the stomach to the kidneys, then to the heart, brain, and nervous system, Zheng Ren made a detailed analysis of every suspicious point.
The most professional terminology, the most meticulous analysis, and the most in-depth differential diagnosis.
Gradually, all the doctors in the room fell silent.
How did the condition, which had seemed to be natural before, change decisively and fundamentally under the judgment of this young doctor?
At first, they thought it was ridiculous, but after listening for ten minutes, other than Dr. Rudy, who was still in a hurry to return to London, no one spoke.
Su Yun stared at Zheng Ren with wide eyes.
Was that what this guy was thinking from the beginning?
Zheng Ren was so confident that the slight hesitation he had at the beginning disappeared, leaving only confidence.
Every word he said pointed to lead poisoning, not the congenital porphyria and the strange written disease that at least ten people in the room had.
Although Zheng Ren was spouting nonsense, with his powerful theoretical knowledge, everything he said made sense.
…
In the huge bedroom, Old Roche was half lying on the bed.
He stared intently at the image on the screen.
It was so clear. Zheng Ren's every expression and movement was so firm and provocative.
The charm value given to Zheng Ren by the System was maximized at this moment.
Incite …
At first, he was dismissive, then he was skeptical, and now, the line of defense in Old Roche's heart had been broken.
Although his reaction was much slower than before, it was still considered agile compared to ordinary people.
"He's the young man who made an exception and became a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital some time ago?" Old Rochester asked.
The young man beside him replied respectfully, "Yes, sir."
"Dr. Olson met the King three times because of him?" Old Roche muttered. "This young man's words are very provocative. I almost believed him."
The young man beside Old Roche was silent.
Whatever happened around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. As long as he took good care of Old Roche, that was the only thing he had to do.
"Let's go and see him," Old Roche said.
"Your body …"
"It's fine." Old Roche smiled. "I still have the strength to sit in a wheelchair."
The young man was silent. He prepared a wheelchair and placed a layer of soft fur on it. Then, he dressed Old Roche in a black suit with a hood. Only then did he carry him to the wheelchair.
"Sandy, what do you think of this young man?" Old Roche asked.
"He's young but very professional. But I don't know why he's targeting lead poisoning. Your food has been strictly reviewed. There's no possibility of lead poisoning at all, "Sandy said lightly as he pushed Old Roche.
"Do you think my appearance will scare this young man?"
"Sir, it will." Sandy smiled. "Your imposing figure is enough to crush everything. No one can lie under your pressure."
Old Roche smiled. He tried to cover the black hood a little tighter. His hands were like deformed animal claws, constantly trembling slightly. It was difficult for him to do even a simple action.
"Sir, let me help you." Sandy immediately stopped.
"No need." Old Roche smiled gently. The scars and blisters on his face twisted. His smile did not make him look kind. Instead, it made him look even more ferocious and terrifying.
"Sir, actually, you don't have to see that young doctor," Sandy said. "He might know that he won't be able to win the Nobel Prize this year, so he's taking revenge crazily."
"He's a smart young man. Everything he said was just a differential diagnosis. But if this thorn stays in his heart, the internal strife and friction within the family will become more and more intense, "Old Roche said slowly. "It seems that he just came to the castle and doesn't know what kind of person I am. I should teach him a lesson."
"I can go."
"It's very important that I'm still alive. Not only do I have to let this young doctor know, but I also have to let all the guys who are ready to make a move know. "Old Roche finally used a black hood to completely cover his face, not letting a trace of sunlight shine in.
Under the dark shadows, his eyes emitted a demonic light.
Sandy no longer tried to dissuade him. Instead, he quietly pushed Old Roche into the elevator and came to the room where Zheng Ren was analyzing the condition.
The doctors whispered to each other and even Rudy was silent at this moment.
He did not believe that it was lead poisoning but he could not refute Zheng Ren's words as he stood on the stage and made a differential diagnosis like he was giving a speech.
At this moment, Old Roche's wheelchair was quietly pushed in like a ghost.
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