The dishes were quickly served. Chief Chu did not order many dishes, but they were all the essence of the meal.
Zheng Ren did not mind. As long as he could eat his fill, anything was fine. As for the food … No matter how delicious it was, could it be better than scrambled eggs?
The two chiefs were in high spirits. Zheng Ren did not drink, so he invited Su Yun to drink with him.
Su Yun was not afraid, but he seemed to have something on his mind today. He was quiet, taking a bite of food and a sip of wine.
"What are you thinking about?" Zheng Ren asked after half an hour, noticing Su Yun's unusual behavior.
"It's about the thesis," Su Yun said. "The thesis that can be published in The Lancet must be flawless. Otherwise, all the haters at home and abroad will hate you, the first author."
Zheng Ren was stunned. He had done scientific research but had never published it in a foreign journal. His experience in this area was definitely not as good as Su Yun's.
However, why not Su Yun, the initiator, but Zheng Ren?
Zheng Ren knew the reason, but he was a little indignant.
At this point, Su Yun asked about some of the operations that he was more confused about. Zheng Ren explained them one by one.
While they were eating and chatting, the owner of Tang Song Restaurant finally came back with a few beautiful and enchanting waiters to propose a toast in person.
The owner's surname was Song Ying, and he was in his forties.
His name was ordinary, and so was his appearance.
He looked refined in a suit and leather shoes, but his gait was a little strange.
"This is Boss Zheng, here in Imperial Capital for scientific research," Chief Chu introduced. "Don't be fooled by Boss Zheng's young age. He's very capable."
Zheng Ren reached out and shook Song Ying's hand.
Song Ying politely thanked them, then habitually accompanied them to drink two glasses of wine before leaving.
Zheng Ren's brows furrowed slightly as he watched him leave.
"What are you thinking about?" Su Yun asked.
"Don't you think there's something wrong with his gait?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It's a typical duck gait. What's there to think about? He had this problem when he was young. Let me tell you, it's very impolite to watch him walk like that. "
"How do you know it was when he was young?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.
"Huh? Since when did you start bickering? "Su Yun was surprised.
When Chief Chu heard the two of them chatting, he interrupted and said, "It's indeed not the same as when we were young. It was quite normal a few years ago, so it probably wasn't caused by a congenital disease like entropion. It's probably due to recent weakness in the gluteus maximus muscle or bilateral hip joint problems. "
Zheng Ren said, "I keep feeling a little strange. Did you notice that there's a lump on his wrist that looks like a subcutaneous lipoma?"
A good meal did not need any direction at all. It was directly directed towards academic research.
"Boss Zheng, what do you think?" Department Chief Kong found it interesting, so he asked.
"I think his diet is abnormal. The problem with his walking posture and the lump on his arm are all caused by changes in trace elements," Zheng Ren said calmly.
It was not a life-threatening illness, but it also involved Song Ying's personal issues, so Zheng Ren did not tell him immediately.
If not for the fact that Su Yun felt that Zheng Ren's constant glancing at Song Ying's duck walk was a little rude and caused him to start scolding Zheng Ren, Zheng Ren probably would not have said anything.
Song Ying would go to the hospital for a check-up sooner or later. There was nothing to say about this kind of thing.
However, since he had brought it up, Zheng Ren did not care to clarify it.
"Huh?" At this moment, the two old department chiefs were interested. "Boss Zheng, how did you determine it?"
"Chief, don't make fun of me by calling me boss. It sounds awkward. Just call me Little Zheng." Zheng Ren knew his place. He had been immersed in the excitement of research and had neglected this form of address. Now, naturally, he could not be thick-skinned and agree to it. He firmly refused to let the two department chiefs call him boss.
"That's fine, but you have to explain clearly how you diagnosed it," Department Chief Chu asked persistently.
"Dysfunction of the parathyroid gland is one of the main causes of the duck walk in adults. In addition, there is a lump on his wrist that shows signs of redness and swelling. It should be blood vessels and soft tissue calcification caused by hyperphosphatemia.
This is an active and dynamic process. After exposure to a series of toxic stimuli, vascular smooth muscle cells undergo a genetic phenotype transformation. This process is similar to the process of ossification, "Zheng Ren said.
The System panel did not give Zheng Ren too much explanation. However, it was easier to deduce it. Zheng Ren had a good memory. Although it was not photographic, it was still quite impressive.
Moreover, with the System, his memory had improved greatly. The literature he had read before was vivid in his mind, so he could retrieve it directly.
Dr. Liang was dumbfounded. How could Boss Zheng be so amazing? What was this and what was this? From the duck walk to the lump on his wrist, he could determine that there was a problem with the parathyroid gland?
If not for their previous contact, Dr. Liang would have thought that Zheng Ren was talking nonsense.
However, the facts of the past few days told him that whether it was clinical emergency treatment, surgical treatment of rare diseases, theoretical discussion, or academic research, this young Boss Zheng was extremely fierce.
Could it be true?
This thought appeared in the minds of all four of them, but no one questioned it except Su Yun.
"The average adult has a micronutrient metabolism disorder, common in kidney failure. If you had met him in the dialysis room, I would be convinced by your judgment. However, for a normal man to make such a judgment, I have doubts, "Su Yun said.
"That's why I think there's a problem with his eating habits." Zheng Ren nodded in agreement with Su Yun's doubts.
"Chief Chu, can you ask Boss Song of the Song Camp if there's such a thing?" Su Yun immediately asked Chief Chu.
Chief Chu hesitated for a moment, but then smiled and picked up the phone to make a call.
"Yes, it's not. The food is good. I'm very satisfied. "
"Yes, I have something to ask you. Is there anything special about your favorite food?"
"Oh, okay. Let's talk when we meet."
Chief Chu put down the phone and looked at Zheng Ren with a slightly surprised gaze.
Could it be that he had guessed correctly again? Su Yun understood Chief Chu's meaning and shook his head slightly. The fringe on his forehead swayed weakly, just like every time he discussed a problem with Zheng Ren, the final outcome always left him feeling powerless.
Song Ying soon arrived at the private room.
He was still cultured and elegant, but his walking speed was slightly faster, and his duck-like gait became more obvious.
"Director Chu, what do the things you asked just now have to do with my walking?" Song Ying bowed slightly and asked hurriedly after he was done with the formalities.
"Little Zheng, what do you think?" Chief Chu asked Zheng Ren instead of answering.
"Please take a seat, Boss Song." Zheng Ren smiled. "When did you start having trouble walking?"
"Three or four months ago."
"Do you have any eating habits?"
"…" Song Ying hesitated for a moment and raised his head to meet Zheng Ren's gaze. There was no trace of malice in Zheng Ren's eyes, only the concern of a doctor.
"I like grilled sausages."
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