Department Chief Kong waved his hand with a smile.
Department Chief Kong was already used to the fact that his little boss often saw patients during meals.
As he watched the two of them grow up rapidly, Department Chief Kong felt a sense of desolation and disappointment as if time was flying and he was rapidly aging. But no matter what, he was still very respectful to him, and that was enough.
Zheng Ren spoke to Xie Yiren, patted her head, and walked out with Lin Ge.
"What's the medical history?" Zheng Ren asked as he walked out the door, thinking about the radiographic films.
"I heard that it's because of the surgery you performed last time, and you're resting at home after the surgery. He fainted two days ago, "Lin Ge said.
Zheng Ren nodded, calculating in his heart that Chief Mao had high fever, pneumonia, anemia, and hemophagocytic syndrome. These were all confirmed.
However, pulmonary hypertension itself was not a serious condition, and it was not eye-catching among the many serious diagnoses. However, he felt that pulmonary hypertension was very important, which was a little strange.
This was a kind of intuition, a real clinical experience.
Gradually, Zheng Ren's claim of rich clinical experience was no longer a joke. As he continued to read, ponder, and improve, he unknowingly grew rapidly.
"Boss, I feel like you're making a mountain out of a molehill." Su Yun said, "Hemophagocytic syndrome. It's a very clear and urgent diagnosis. Just treat it first."
"Indeed." Zheng Ren agreed with Su Yun's statement. "But I still think it's wrong to have pulmonary hypertension at this age. Go take a look and ask about his medical history. "
The corners of Su Yun's mouth curled up into a smile as he asked, "Are you sure Director Mao won't collapse when he sees you?"
"…"
Zheng Ren had never thought about that.
Lin Ge sighed. He had been hesitating, but Boss Zheng took the initiative to ask about his medical history. How could he say no?
Su Yun was a good person. At the very least, he wouldn't forget things that he couldn't talk about.
If he was kicked out by Chief Mao after he went to the VIP ward, it would be fun. How could he work with Boss Zheng in the future? Even if Boss Zheng let bygones be bygones, would he still have the face to ask for anything?
"Uh …" Zheng Ren muttered.
"If I were Director Mao, I would have the heart to kill you," Su Yun said.
"It can't be. I was the one who performed the surgery that paralyzed her. There's nothing wrong with it."
"You don't understand women at all. She doesn't think you're a jinx! "Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren with disdain and said," Every time I see you, I feel annoyed. Everything goes wrong. "
Zheng Ren thought about it and it seemed to be the case. The human heart was far more complicated than the human body.
He could diagnose, treat, and perform surgeries, but he could not cure the human heart.
Walking out of the hotel, Zheng Ren was at a loss as the night breeze caressed his face.
Should I go or not?
Seeing that he was in a daze, Su Yun chuckled and said, "Let Chief Lin ask."
"But …"
"Use your phone and Bluetooth. Tell Chief Lin whatever you want to ask. As long as you don't let Director Mao see you and lose control of his emotions, everything else is fine. "Su Yun said.
That was the only way. Zheng Ren felt a little regretful.
It was most convenient to look through the system interface, but when it came to Director Mao, it became a different matter.
Well, I should think about it and ask about his medical history first.
He got into the car and drove all the way to the 912. Zheng Ren was silent, thinking about what he should ask.
Director Mao stayed in the VIP ward, but the doctor in charge of the bed was from the Hematology Department. Previously, it was the Respiratory Medicine Department. After all, a specialist was more professional.
When he arrived at the VIP ward, Su Yun equipped Lin Ge with a Bluetooth headset and adjusted the volume. He tested the effect a few times and was satisfied.
This was the first time Su Yun had experienced such a strange method of diagnosis.
In the doctor's office, Zheng Ren inserted the CT scan of Director Mao's lungs into the radiographic film viewer and crossed his arms in deep thought. Su Yun placed his phone in front of him. He could vaguely hear Lin Ge's footsteps.
"Mao Mao, how is it?" Lin Ge knocked on the door and asked gently after entering the ward.
"Old … Lin? Why are you here? "
Director Mao's voice was a little dry, as if there was a stone in his mouth. He was no longer as charming as he used to be.
"You're sick. Shouldn't it be my duty to come and see you?" Lin Ge said.
Then, someone politely offered Lin Ge a seat.
Zheng Ren did not say anything for the time being. It was not a doctor's ward round. It was still necessary to exchange pleasantries after entering the room.
If he wanted to ask about his medical history, he had to be specific. However, what kind of disease could cause pulmonary hypertension?
Zheng Ren kept thinking.
The diagnosis of pulmonary hypertension was mainly based on the diagnostic classification of the 2013 Guinness World Conference on Pulmonary Hypertension.
"Director Lin, ask about the family history and see if there are any patients with pulmonary hypertension," Zheng Ren said.
On the other side of the phone, Lin Ge did not know if he heard it or not. He was still making small talk.
Zheng Ren felt a little helpless. Asking about his medical history made him sound like a secret agent. It was really difficult for him.
A few minutes later, Lin Ge asked, "Mao Mao, are your uncle and auntie okay? I remember when uncle came to see you when you were young, he kept coughing. "
"Elder Lin, your memory is still so good." Director Mao forced a smile. "The old man's heart isn't too good now. Everything else is fine."
"Is his cough better? The weather in the north is dry. Trachea, bronchitis, pulmonary hypertension, and so on are all quite serious. "
"It's okay. The old couple doesn't have these problems. They are sent to Hainan for half a year every year. Their cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases are much better. "
No family history … Zheng Ren took the opportunity while Director Mao was talking to say, "Ask the patient how long he has been coughing and when it happened in the past."
"Mao Mao, how old are you? Why do you keep coughing?" Lin Ge smiled and said, "You still have to move more after the surgery. Otherwise, falling pneumonia will be a headache. You can't be willful about this. Brother-in-law has to keep an eye on you. "
"Sigh, I'm too lazy to move," Director Mao said. "He only coughed for a few days. There is no yellow phlegm. It doesn't seem like falling pneumonia. He's just lying in bed recuperating. He's impatient and loses his temper every day. "
Zheng Ren asked a few more questions. Lin Ge asked about the matter without batting an eyelid.
Lin Ge was indeed a member of the old medical administration division and had a lot of experience. After a few rounds of greetings, she asked about all kinds of situations in detail.
Director Mao had only coughed for a few days. It was mainly a dry cough with slight chest tightness. There were no complications such as hemoptysis, so she did not take it seriously at all.
The abnormalities she noticed were mainly allergic purplish-like rashes.
Red papules the size of rice grains appeared on the limbs. They did not fade under pressure and appeared in batches. Each batch lasted about ten days and could fade on its own with brown pigmentation.
Other than that, his hands and feet were numb and he was impatient.
He had a fever and his mouth was dry. No matter how much water he drank, he could not suppress the anger.
After the consultation in the hospital today, he began to use a large dose of hormone shock treatment. He was a little more energetic. His fever had also subsided, so he had the energy to chat with Lin Ge at night.
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