"Endocrine disorder caused by staying up late or stress? Blood sugar is fine, but we didn't check for glycated hemoglobin. Besides, we can't rule out pancreatic problems for now, "Su Yun said.
"It's possible, but unlikely," Zheng Ren said. "There's still very little information."
"What can a mental hospital do? Ask Director Wu. "
"Let's discuss it first. It's annoying to talk about one thing and another," Zheng Ren said.
"Anorexia is also possible … No, if it's anorexia, there won't be progressive weight loss, and the diagnosis is very simple. The patient was sent to the hospital because he wanted to commit suicide. Could it really be a mental illness caused by stress? "Su Yun asked with a frown.
"Not necessarily. Let's see." Zheng Ren sat on the sofa and glanced at Song Ying with a smile. "Brother Song, I'm sorry."
"It's fine. You guys do what you need to do. I'll go check on the food. Should we wait for a while or serve it directly?"
"Just serve it. Ignore him," Su Yun said.
"No diarrhea, nausea, or vomiting. We don't consider acute gastroenteritis. No, I keep feeling that there's still information that I don't know. I can't make a judgment now, "Su Yun said.
"Well, the initial consideration is chronic gastrointestinal function, but …"
"But what?"
"Weight loss and suicidal thoughts. Can they be linked? If not, are we looking in the wrong direction? "
Song Ying sat to the side and watched Boss Zheng's eyes light up. He was discussing the medical records, which was completely different from his reluctance to speak in the car. He smiled in his heart.
It seemed that this person indeed had such a temperament and temperament.
Song Ying knew that people like Boss Zheng were easy to deal with. Usually, he did not need to pay attention to him. He just needed to keep in touch with Su Yun.
However, when he thought of what Su Yun said, Little Stone still had hope. Song Ying's heart was burning. Of course, he did not believe that the big tycoons had cured cancer, but as long as there was hope, it was better than being in total darkness.
Fortunately, he was lucky back then. As Song Ying walked to the kitchen, he thought about how Boss Zheng and Su Yun had squatted by the roadside with bruised faces after returning from earthquake relief.
It was really a coincidence that they met. At that time, he only thought that he was a rising star. Coupled with understanding of his illness, he wanted to make friends with him.
Later, after interacting with him, he felt that Boss Zheng was really not a simple person, but he did not expect him to reach this stage.
Whether it was conquering cancer or communicating with the consortium that conquered it, it was the same for Song Ying. This was a channel, the kind that could save his life and could only be used by himself.
In other words, this was equivalent to an elixir that could prolong one's life, and he had to get his hands on it no matter what.
Song Ying was well aware of how much face he needed to show for such a channel.
He would just wait and see. Regardless of whether it would work or not, he had to maintain a good relationship with Boss Zheng's medical team. The closer the relationship, the better. Fortunately, Song Ying was not a medical student. Otherwise, he would have joined the medical team.
He glanced at the kitchen and didn't say a word. He sorted out his thoughts and waited for his emotions to calm down before he walked back.
Xie Yiren and Chang Yue were holding their phones and chatting happily. They were probably talking to everyone in the group.
The little consumables supplier who had been stomping on the ground did not carry his suitcase. He sat quietly in a corner. This young man was lucky, but Song Ying was a little envious of him.
Song Ying was a little envious of someone who could rise to the top with Boss Zheng. Boss Zheng and Su Yun were done talking. Su Yun's eyebrows flew up.
Boss Zheng and Su Yun had already finished speaking. Su Yun's eyebrows flew up, brimming with a sharp aura. Boss Zheng, on the other hand, was making a call on his phone.
So fast? It had only been ten minutes. Song Ying did not speak when he saw that Boss Zheng was about to make a call. Instead, he stood aside and listened.
"Director Wu, I have a new idea."
"Yes, some of the tests in the hospital are not thorough."
"Can your hospital do fecal fat quantitative tests and fat absorption tests?"
"If not … can you do iodine-131-triglyceride and iodine-131-oleic acid absorption tests?"
"Uh … It's hard to explain. If you can't do those, can you do serum carotene concentration tests?"
"Then you can do intestinal endoscopy, right?"
"What kind of tests can you do …" Zheng Ren sighed deeply. "If you can't do it, you can do lower gastrointestinal angiography."
"The patient will take the contrast agent orally. What do you have on your side? Barium will do. Then, estimate the time and do a fluoroscopy. When you pass by the problematic area … don't order a scan. I want to see the whole process. "
"Okay, then it's settled. Send it to my email after the test is done. There are still some small problems with the phone's resolution. Some details still need to be seen on the computer. "
"Okay, I'm hanging up."
With that, Zheng Ren hung up.
"You don't need to ask," Su Yun said. "It's impossible for a mental hospital to do the tests you mentioned. If Sea City General Hospital can't do it, how can you be so insightful? "
"They might not be able to do serum carotene concentration tests, but they can't even do intestinal endoscopy. I didn't expect that." Zheng Ren spread his hands.
"Boss, routine tests, routine tests. Do you know what routine tests are?!" Su Yun said disdainfully. "What is the standard value for serum carotene concentration tests? I think it's good enough if 10 people in Sea City General Hospital can say it."
"Okay," Zheng Ren said helplessly. He did not want to argue with Su Yun at all.
"Boss Zheng, you have a clue so soon?" Song Ying asked with a smile.
He had heard about the patient's condition just now. He was under great pressure, suicidal, and had persecutory delusions. Song Ying was a little curious about the strange tests that Boss Zheng had ordered.
In fact, he would not understand even if Boss Zheng said it, but it was fine as long as he liked it.
"I have a guess," Zheng Ren said.
"What is it?"
Zheng Ren shook his head slightly. Su Yun said, "Let's take a look at the auxiliary tests first. If there is a problem with the gastrointestinal tract, it's highly suspected to be gluten bowel disease."
"…" Song Ying was stunned.
He had never heard of gluten bowel disease.
"Gluten is what we usually call gluten," Su Yun said. "This is mild. A few years ago, I went to Jacky Cheung's concert with a few seniors. A young lady was in a hurry to eat, so she bought a burger and went straight to the concert. Not long after eating, she fainted at the concert venue."
As he said that, Su Yun smiled slightly. "This lady was really lucky. We were sitting in the back row. If it weren't for the doctor, I'm afraid she would be dead. "
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