Zheng Ren opened his eyes again and saw Johannes Mandy yelling into the phone. However, Mandy's figure was a little blurry and there were still double images.
After a few seconds, the two figures slowly merged together and he felt slightly better.
"I'm awake. I'm fine," Zheng Ren said softly.
As soon as he spoke, his head felt like a small knife was stirring randomly. It was a ball of paste and it was extremely uncomfortable.
Zheng Ren suddenly realized that he was still alive!
He was actually alive … In the last moment of losing consciousness, he vaguely saw the treatment for lung adenocarcinoma related to bronchial mucus overflow. The huge amount of data seemed to burst his brain and he immediately fainted.
It was good that he was alive. Zheng Ren was just about to recall the treatment for lung adenocarcinoma related to bronchial mucus overflow when he saw stars. He was hit by an invisible hammer again and almost fainted again.
"Zheng! Are you okay?! "Mandy yelled." I told Sir Chris about you. "
"I'm fine." Zheng Ren was so scared that he did not even dare to speak aloud.
"Oh my god, seeing the changes in you … Zheng, I think you need to rest," Mandy said quickly.
Of course he needed to rest. Zheng Ren touched his body and found that he was lying on the ground. It was probably when he fell.
He could not rest yet. He was worried that he would sleep for 24 to 48 hours after he replenished his energy.
It did not matter to him. As long as he was not sucked dry, his Stamina could slowly recover. As for the aftereffects, it was not something he could think about now.
However, Little Rock could not.
"Don't move first," Zheng Ren said softly.
Mandy was stunned but did not dare to disobey a doctor's' medical advice '.
Zheng Ren tried to overcome the dizziness, the endless paste in his mind, and the discomfort of exhausting his Stamina. He tried hard to recall everything he had seen with the Eye of Truth.
Ten minutes later, Zheng Ren regretfully realized that he had only come into contact with the symptomatic treatment of lung adenocarcinoma related to bronchial mucus overflow. As for how to cure it … He had no memory at all.
He had exhausted his Stamina and fainted. He did not see that part of the truth. Things were extremely f * cked up. He had paid a huge price but did not receive the corresponding benefits. However, he did not even have the strength to curse now. He said softly, "Mr. Mandy."
Johannes Mandy came over immediately and asked with concern, "Zheng."
"Octreotide, 25μg/h, intravenous injection," Zheng Ren said softly.
Mandy looked at Zheng Ren in confusion. Octreotide? This seems to be a medicine used by the gastroenterology department. Why is it used on a lung cancer patient?
"Zheng, I think what you need now is rest." Johannes Mandy said anxiously, "Your patient's condition is better than yours now. Let's talk about it after you recover."
"No, I don't have any problems now. Octreotide, administer the drug now! " Zheng Ren mustered all the strength in his body to say those words. Then, his head felt like it was being twisted by a knife, and he almost fainted.
"…" Johannes Mandy was speechless.
It is a synthetic octapeptide derivative of natural somatostatin. Its pharmacological effect is similar to somatostatin, but the effect lasts longer.
This drug has a variety of physiological activities, such as the inhibition of growth hormone, thyrotropin, gastric acid, pancreatic enzymes, glucagon, and insulin secretion.
In addition, it can reduce gastric motility and gallbladder emptying, inhibit the secretion of cholecystokin-pancreatic enzymes, and reduce pancreatic secretion. It has a direct protective effect on pancreatic parenchymal cell membranes.
Clinically, octreotide is suitable for acromegaly, preventing complications after pancreatic surgery, and relieving symptoms and signs related to gastrointestinal endocrine tumors.
Its most important function is to treat acute pancreatitis. However, now that there is a 16-peptide drug, octreotide is not the first choice.
Due to Zheng Ren's insistence, Botha Hospital and Johannes Mandy could not refuse, be it out of respect for the doctor or his own life.
Mandy asked someone to send Zheng Ren to rest. Zheng Ren repeated what he said before falling into a deep sleep.
Octreotide, intravenous injection of 25μg/h. This treatment was too simple.
Johannes Mandy guessed that Doctor Zheng was trying to prevent the patient from losing a large amount of body fluids and developing a concurrent digestive disorder.
"Mr. Mandy, this medical advice is simply nonsense," said an invited diagnostic expert.
"Dr. Carl, the patient is Zheng. He has the right to do whatever he wants." Johannes Mandy did not care whether the medical advice was correct or not. What he needed to care about was Zheng Ren's and Christian's satisfaction.
Being responsible for his client was the only thing Johannes Mandy had to do, regardless of whether it was drug research or other things.
It went without saying how important Doctor Zheng was to his client.
Old Roche, who had not left the castle for decades, had gone to Imperial Capital twice in a year. This time, he was abandoned by Zheng Ren and came directly to see the patient.
For a moment, Johannes Mandy even began to suspect that the young patient was Doctor Zheng's illegitimate son.
If it wasn't for his son, who would have thrown Old Roche aside and flown thousands of miles away, and even fainted in the ward?
Johannes Mandy knew that he seemed to have guessed the truth. He silently prayed that nothing would happen to Doctor Zheng and the little patient!
If Doctor Zheng's illegitimate son died just like that, he might vent his anger on Botha Hospital. No, I have to go through all the medical documents again and go through them in more detail!
In Mandy's opinion, Doctor Zheng's illegitimate son would not live for long.
Regardless of whether Doctor Zheng would be angry in the end, he still had to be prepared. Thinking of this, Johannes Mandy said, "Dr. Carl, take care of this young patient.
I suggest … "
"No, I don't need your suggestion now. All treatment will be carried out according to Doctor Zheng's instructions," Johannes Mandy said with certainty.
Then, he left in a hurry to see Doctor Zheng first and then organized Little Stone's medical records with some people.
Dr. Karl shrugged. What Johannes Mandy had just said was the easiest way for him to explain.
"Poor little guy," Dr. Carl said softly in German.
Little Stone, who had countless tubes inserted and machines to maintain his vital signs, was almost crushed by the disease.
Dr. Carl thought that the death of the young patient was only a matter of time. There was no value in treating him at all. Moreover, Doctor Zheng's medication was extremely unprofessional. Only octreotide? It was child's play.
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