Zheng Ren nodded. Zhou Litao's emergency judgment was quite accurate.
The electrolytes in the body were in disorder. There was a possibility of coma, convulsions, and other complications. At the same time, kidney function might be abnormal. There was no need to remind him of these.
He just had to wait for the test results.
Zheng Ren turned around and walked out of the emergency room.
When he came to the hall, he saw a few men and women driving with the first-aid ambulance. Their System panels were all red. They stood listlessly by the wall with dark circles under their eyes.
This group of people seemed to be very nervous, but their expressions were wooden. They did not even ask about the patient's condition the moment they walked out in white clothes.
"Are you the patient's …" Zheng Ren asked.
"Uh, doctor, we're Zhou Qiang's colleagues," a young man who seemed to be a little more clear-headed answered after pausing for less than two seconds.
"Why do you look so tired?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Overtime, rushed …" As he spoke, the young man yawned. Then, he remembered to ask, "Doctor, Zhou … the patient is fine, right?"
"I don't know yet. I have to wait for the test results," Zheng Ren said.
However, these people in front of him had some understanding of the equipment and had already seen the values on the ECG monitor.
Although they did not understand medicine, they still knew the basic vital signs.
Therefore, they were not very nervous.
At this moment, only Zheng Ren was the most nervous.
"When did this happen to him?" Zheng Ren continued to ask.
"Half an hour ago," another person said listlessly. "I was working when Old Zhou suddenly went crazy. He threw a water glass at me. Fortunately, I dodged it. "
"Huh?"
"Doctor, if I hadn't dodged it, I would be the one sent here now." That person also yawned. "I didn't even pay attention. My body reacted on its own. Now that I think about it, I'm still scared."
Mental symptoms?
Zheng Ren was immediately concerned.
It was not just acute kidney failure, but also mental symptoms and violent tendencies.
"Yes, there was nothing to smash later, so he started to smash documents. It was a mess. I have to clean it up when I go back. I can't take it anymore. I'll sit down and sleep for a while. Call me if there's any news. "
A female colleague's body was limp like a walking corpse. She sat down on the red chair next to her and fell asleep. A colleague pulled her, but she shook his hand off with an impatient look on her face.
There was no one in the world that could stop her from walking towards the hard red chair.
Zheng Ren only asked a few questions. The patient's colleagues were exhausted and drowsy, so it was impossible to get any medical history out of them. Moreover, everyone was very annoyed. If he continued to force them to ask, Zheng Ren suspected that they would also smash things.
Zheng Ren sighed as he watched them fall asleep while sitting down, almost falling asleep in seconds.
"Holy sh * t, are the karmic rewards so powerful now?" Su Yun looked at his colleagues and asked in surprise.
Zheng Ren glanced at the patient. His struggles were much weaker, and … he had begun to snore.
He had fallen asleep as well.
Why was he even more tired than a chief resident? Zheng Ren did not understand.
"Boss, I think you're right. That dictionary exists," Su Yun said with a smile. He did not seem to think that Zheng Ren was right at all.
Zheng Ren shook his head and called Cui Heming.
"Where is Old Cui?"
"We're almost there." Zheng Ren glanced at the few people who were sleeping soundly and felt a little helpless.
This was the first time he had encountered a situation where a patient's medical history was questioned until they fell asleep.
Soon, Cui Heming arrived at the emergency department.
Zheng Ren glanced at his System panel first. It was also red. However, there was only a diagnosis of primary hypertension with no complications such as dissection.
It was good that the patient was fine. Zheng Ren waved his hand.
"Chief Zheng, Chief Zheng, is he okay?" Cui Heming asked anxiously.
"It seems that he's fine for now." Zheng Ren was still speaking vaguely. He then asked, "Old Chui, what's going on?"
"I don't know. I was working when I heard a commotion outside. I went out to take a look, but my head was hit by a folder … "
Zheng Ren really had no choice this time. Cui Heming's words were incoherent and did not seem to be in a good state.
"Old Cui, you're working too hard," Su Yun said. "Be careful that you don't have the life to spend it."
"Doctor Su, if I don't work hard, I might not even survive, let alone spend it." Cui Heming smiled bitterly. "This is a big job. If I can complete it on time, I won't have to worry about it for at least a year."
Although he said there was no need to worry, anxiety was written all over Cui Heming's face.
He glanced at the few employees who were sleeping soundly on the hard plastic chairs. They were getting more and more listless and were about to fall asleep standing up.
"Old Cui!" Zheng Ren quickly called out to him.
If Cui Heming also fell asleep, it would be difficult to handle the rest.
The patient looked to be in his early thirties. Zheng Ren suspected that acute kidney failure at such a young age had something to do with medication.
He had to find the source of the problem in order to treat the symptoms.
Otherwise, if it was just treating kidney failure … Most of the cases would be fine, but Zheng Ren was worried that there would be other changes.
The older one was, the more timid they would be. This saying was true.
The girl who had died from the rat poison and the sudden hemorrhage still gave Zheng Ren a lingering fear when he thought about it.
Although she had been discharged safely, who could guarantee that the patient in front of him would be fine?
Cui Heming woke up a little, but only a little.
He forced his eyes open and glanced at Zheng Ren in annoyance. He looked like he had just woken up.
"Old Cui, did the patient have any previous illnesses?" Zheng Ren hurriedly asked.
"No, his body is strong," Cui Heming said. "After I fell ill, it was thanks to his persistence that the company could continue operating normally. This time, he probably had an emotional breakdown because of the pressure. "
Emotional? Not necessarily, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
"Does he have high blood pressure, coronary heart disease, diabetes? Does he take any orally every day? "Zheng Ren continued asking.
"No … I think so." Cui Heming tried hard to recall but could not remember what medicine Zhou Qiang usually took.
He was only in his early thirties. At most, he would have some fatty liver disease. Serious illnesses were rare. However, when he thought about this, Cui Heming thought of his classmate and sighed deeply.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked casually, not daring to ask too much when he saw that Cui Heming was not in a good mood.
Cui Heming told Zheng Ren about what had happened to his classmate in Yang Cheng, feeling a little sad.
However, no matter how sad he was, it was difficult to resist the endless tiredness that washed over him like a tidal wave.
Previously, he had been worried about Zhou Qiang's safety, afraid that he would die before reaching the hospital, so his body had secreted a lot of adrenaline and dopamine.
Now that Zhou Qiang's vital signs were stable and he had fallen asleep, Cui Heming felt more at ease.
The hormone levels in his body had subsided and Cui Heming could no longer hold on. The fatigue that had accumulated over the past few days had completely crushed him.
Zheng Ren sighed as he watched his eyelids struggle. It was obvious that he could not hold on anymore.
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