Life still had to go on. It would not stop because of certain things.
After experiencing another vicious incident, the medical staff had no time to grieve. The next day, the sun rose as usual.
Zheng Ren felt much better after a good night's sleep.
He felt a little uncomfortable. It was probably because he had only worn Su Yun's sweater yesterday and had caught a cold while walking around in the cold wind.
Zheng Ren did not take it seriously. His body was at its best, so he did not care about the slight discomfort. He was worried about what he should bring back for Xie Yiren when he returned to Sea City.
Zheng Ren knew that Su Yun's words made sense.
As he was receiving the drip, Zheng Ren pondered what he should bring back.
This question was far more difficult for Zheng Ren than a difficult surgery.
After thinking about it, it would be strange if a straight man like Zheng Ren could come up with an answer. In the end, he decided to take a day after the surgery to drag Su Yun to buy something for him.
Seeing how popular Su Yun was with girls, he would probably buy things for them.
Therefore, if he could not figure it out, it should not be a problem to find Su Yun.
With the answer, Zheng Ren was no longer anxious. He began to quietly turn on his phone, chatting with Xie Yiren and the others in the group while watching.
Now that he had time, he was satisfied.
Su Yun lay on the bed in the on-call room, fiddling with his phone, completely unaware that Zheng Ren was scheming against him.
Halfway through, Su Yun suddenly said, "A few brothers from the general surgery department wanted to come and see you, but I rejected them."
"Huh? Why are they looking at me? "Zheng Ren was immersed in his own world and asked casually.
"Of course it's because of Fang Lin." The corner of Su Yun's mouth revealed a trace of mockery. "You're so awesome. Did you know that, Boss Zheng?"
He enunciated the three words "Boss Zheng" in an extremely heavy voice, full of mockery. He was born to be a T.
Zheng Ren was completely unaware. "I don't know."
"I told them that you're on the drip, so don't come and show off. When we go down later, we'll go to the general surgery department to take a look." Su Yun was not angry because of Zheng Ren's soft rebuke. He continued leisurely, "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll take you out for a meal. It's so boring to come to Imperial Capital and drink with them every day. "
"You still know about boring? Are you itching after not doing surgery for a few days? "Zheng Ren laughed.
"I don't have that problem."
After saying that, Su Yun continued to play with his phone. It was as if the previous conversation between the two of them did not exist.
Su Yun led him through the fire escape and into the general surgery department.
As soon as he stepped through the door, he heard a hoarse scream of pain.
A frontline doctor was pushing a stretcher trolley. On the stretcher trolley was a teenager around 14 or 15 years old. The teenager was clutching his stomach and rolling around on the stretcher trolley. The situation was urgent. They probably had to go for a check-up, so they hurried out.
Zheng Ren stopped in his tracks after glancing at the patient.
"Hey, let's go. You're blocking my way." Su Yun lowered his head and followed behind Zheng Ren, almost bumping into him.
"Oh," Zheng Ren replied.
"What? Is there a problem with the patient? "Su Yun joked.
"Let the second-string surgeon prepare for the emergency surgery," Zheng Ren said.
"Do you really think that you are the boss of a general practitioner? Do you know what the patient's illness is? I see signs of you turning into a witch doctor. By the way, remember to tell me when you're going to turn evil. Don't do it on the operating table, "Su Yun retorted out of habit.
"Did you see the mole at the corner of the patient's mouth on the stretcher trolley?" Zheng Ren asked suddenly.
What did it have to do with surgery?
Su Yun was stunned for a moment. His words were interrupted by Zheng Ren. He could not remember where he was talking about.
"Do you know there's a disease called Melanoplakia syndrome? It's also known as P-J syndrome, "Zheng Ren asked as he walked.
"…" Su Yun hesitated, which was rare.
"The patient looks like he's 14 or 15 years old. There are many moles at the corner of his mouth and on his fingers."
"Are you going for cosmetic surgery?" Su Yun was obviously aware that Zheng Ren was describing the patient's condition, but he still retorted out of habit, even if it meant that he would be slapped in the face later.
"P-J syndrome is a genetic disease. It mainly manifests in multiple polyps in the digestive tract. The small intestine is the most common, but polyps in the stomach, colon, and rectum can also be seen in some patients," Zheng Ren said seriously.
"Wait …" Su Yun quickened his pace and caught up with Zheng Ren. "What does it have to do with abdominal pain?"
"Most patients with P-J syndrome have moles on their hands, feet, and the corner of their mouth. They are actually polyps."
"It's like I didn't say anything." Su Yun glared at him hatefully. "I'm asking you. What do. You. Have. Got. To. Do. You. Have.
He enunciated each word fiercely.
"Most polyps in this disease have pedicles. The size of the polyps varies, but the long pedicles are the cause of intussusception," Zheng Ren said. "Ovarian cyst torsion. Have you seen it before?"
At that moment, Zheng Ren's authority as a senior doctor was overwhelming!
Doctors were like this. They could understand it, but you could not, so naturally, they had a great sense of superiority.
Su Yun was a little confused.
What P-J syndrome? He had never heard of it. This was a rare clinical disease, and he did not know how to learn or identify it.
Even Su Yun could not do it.
He was a postgraduate in cardiothoracic surgery, so he was not very professional in general surgery.
"Brother Yun, you're here." The second-string chief resident heard Su Yun's voice and came out to welcome him.
When he saw Zheng Ren, he immediately extended his hand enthusiastically. "Boss Zheng, you're finally free today."
"He's free, and you're busy," Su Yun said coldly.
The chief resident was about to give Zheng Ren a warm handshake when he heard Su Yun's words and was stunned.
"What's your surname?" Zheng Ren asked as he extended his right hand and shook the chief resident's hand.
"Boss Zheng, you're too kind. My surname is Wang."
"Old Wang, can you ask the first-string doctors if there are a lot of moles on the soles of the patients' feet and palms?" Su Yun asked anxiously.
"Uh …" The chief resident was stunned again, but immediately realized something. He frowned and asked, "Suspect P-J syndrome?"
"If Boss Zheng suspects it, you can ask him," Su Yun said.
"I was thinking about strangulated intestinal obstruction and was prepared to do a CT scan before emergency surgery," Chief Wang muttered. "If it's P-J syndrome, I'll have to operate immediately."
P-J syndrome was an extremely rare genetic disease. Although Class Three Grade A Hospitals in Imperial Capital claimed that all difficult and miscellaneous diseases were common, P-J syndrome was truly rare.
That was because the disease usually occurred in the emergency department. Chief Wang had only heard about it from his professor, so he did not notice the moles at the corner of the patient's mouth and fingers.
"Hello, it's me. Check if there are moles on the patient's palms and soles of the feet."
Chief Wang was also a straightforward person, so he immediately picked up the phone and made a call.
"Okay, after the examination, push the patient back for preoperative preparations!"
After putting down the phone, Chief Wang looked at Zheng Ren with a strange expression. "Boss Zheng, there are a lot of moles on the soles of the feet too."
"Okay, then prepare for surgery."
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