Although he did not understand what Zheng Ren meant, the physician still followed his instructions and went back to the consultation room to write out a list.
"Hello, I'm the chief resident of the emergency department," Zheng Ren came to the woman holding the child and said gently.
The woman tried her best to hold the child and let him toss it gently.
Because she used too much strength, sweat could be seen on her forehead and temples.
The woman raised her head. Her eyes were red. There were no tears, but one could feel the sadness in the depths of her heart.
"When did the child start to act like this?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Don't you think I abused the child?" The woman's voice was slightly hoarse. "All the doctors think so! If you can't see the illness, just say … "
"Please remain calm." Zheng Ren shook his head and said, "I don't think these wounds were caused by you abusing the child. This is a very rare disease, so I need some tests and your medical history to be sure. "
When she heard Zheng Ren say this, her angry and sad emotions calmed down a little.
She looked at Zheng Ren carefully and saw that he was wearing a white coat. His body was straight, his face was sharp, his short hair was black, and his bright eyes revealed some … kindness?
The doctor was clearly not even thirty years old, but he had the temperament of an experienced old chief.
With just a glance, one could feel the feeling of a veteran on the battlefield from his body.
The child's mother was a little touched by Zheng Ren's trust, especially the temperament that Zheng Ren revealed, which gave her an inexplicable confidence.
Regardless of whether he could be cured or not, this doctor should be able to understand the disease.
"Doctor, after the child was born, he was willing to bite his fingers. When he was young, I didn't pay attention and thought he was the same as other children, "the child's mother said." But the older he grew, the more serious his problem of biting his fingers became. "
Zheng Ren nodded. It was similar to his own judgment.
"He learned things slowly and could only walk when he was more than two years old, but I really didn't dislike him. After all, he was my child," the woman said painfully. "Later, when he was able to walk, he started to stab himself with things, especially his face."
"We had no choice but to tie up his hands. But he would still bite his lips, especially when he was eating. "
"We came to Sea City to see him and went to the Provincial Capital to see him. They all said that the child was fine. The doctors all thought that the child's father and I abused the child."
The medical history was very simple. At this point, the doctor from the Department of Emergency Internal Medicine walked out with the emergency form.
"Here's a blood test form. Pay for it and do the test," Zheng Ren said. "After the test, I might be able to give you an accurate diagnosis."
Although his words were still a little vague, it was a doctor's professional habit.
The emergency physician watched as the patient's mother carried him away while the father walked in front to pay for the test.
"Chief Zheng, it's just child abuse. I've never seen anyone as outrageous as them. He's not human at all. He's scum and deserves to be destroyed. "
"That's not it." Zheng Ren sighed again. "Didn't you notice that the child's lips were the most heavily injured?"
The emergency physician recalled that the child's lips were indeed the most severely injured. With the accumulation of old and new injuries, his lips had even become deformed.
But, so what?!
She was still unconvinced and looked at the ground angrily.
"If I'm not mistaken, the child should have Lesch-Nyhan syndrome." Zheng Ren's expression was a little ugly.
"What?"
"Lesch-Nyhan syndrome, also known as Spontaneous Appearance Disorder, is an X-linked recessive hereditary congenital deficiency of purine metabolism. It's caused by a deficiency in the hypoxanthine-guanine phosphoribosyltransferase (HGPRT) gene," Zheng Ren explained to the emergency physician.
Hearing the words purine … xanthine … guanine … ribonucleic acid, the emergency physician felt like she had returned to a university campus and was in a biochemistry class.
The person standing in front of her was not the young Chief Zheng, but the white-haired old scholar.
"The lack of this enzyme will prevent hypoxanthine and guanine from being converted to IMP and GMP, which will then pathologically degrade to uric acid. Therefore, the child's blood uric acid should be on the high side. When the test results come back later, we will be able to make a preliminary diagnosis. "
"Really?"
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded. "If we want to do a double kidney ureter B-scan, it is possible to find kidney stones. However, the patient's family is not rich, so we should save as much as we can. "
"Uh …" the emergency physician concluded.
"The child has low intelligence and a characteristic, compulsive self-destructive behavior. The diagnosis of this disease should not be a problem."
What Zheng Ren said was too true.
The emergency physician almost believed him.
"If the diagnosis is clear, then why are you sighing?" the emergency physician asked.
"Diagnosis is not the same as treatment," Zheng Ren said. "This disease, there is no cure for the existing medical methods."
"…"
"Moreover, the most important thing is that children rarely live past the age of 20."
Zheng Ren did not want to say that, but the truth was the truth. It would not change because of his subjective will.
This kind of thing was something that all doctors were unwilling to face.
It was one thing to be able to understand the disease.
It was another thing to be able to earn more money.
However, no matter how they thought about it, most doctors would hope that the patient could leave the hospital healthy.
Helpless diseases, similar to cancer, were also common among doctors.
However, this time, it was a little different.
The emergency physician still had doubts, but he was already inclined to believe Zheng Ren's words.
Could not be treated …
This result was too cruel.
However …
No one could do anything about it.
They could only look forward to the improvement of medical technology.
Life has always been a journey of adversity.
If it took longer, it would always be good. The child was still so young. It should not be!
The emergency physician sighed and lowered his head. The indignant expression on his face disappeared, and he walked into the internal medicine consultation room with an indifferent expression.
Zheng Ren knew that this was a form of self-protection for doctors.
If they were too emotional, they would go crazy after working in the hospital for a year or two.
There were too many joys and sorrows here, too much helplessness, and too much helplessness.
He walked out through the side door and took out Ziyun from the pocket of his white coat. He took out the remaining half of the cigarette he had smoked last time and lit it.
The spicy smoke surrounded the room and was immediately blown away by the north wind.
It would be great if the System's diagnosis was wrong.
How great would it be if his judgment was wrong as well?
Unfortunately, Zheng Ren could instantly find similar case reports in his mind. There were at least a dozen cases.
What a pity.
A few minutes later, Zheng Ren finished smoking and walked in.
He did not enter the internal medicine consultation room. Instead, he sat on the red hard plastic chair outside and waited for the results.
The weather was very cold, and so was the hard plastic chair.
…
…
Unfortunately, the chapter was broken here … It was a problem with the strength of the writing. If only he could change the break point. He would work harder next time.
Also, I woke up at three o 'clock yesterday. Why did a book friend in safety pants leave a message at three o' clock in the morning to urge me to update? My book friend, Late Autumn's Leaf, then said that he was almost done reading again. In an instant, it was as if he had received an emergency. He was shocked awake. Did I update? Did I update? No way. Why did Late Autumn's Leaf say that he was done reading again?
Hmm … He cried.
Then he noticed that he was almost done reading again. He had been under a lot of pressure recently. The big climax was coming (late November). As a doctor, he thought that it was a big climax. He was afraid that his book friends would not agree, so he racked his brains to write every day. He was nervous and uneasy. Especially when he looked at the various lists. The top and bottom were all familiar book names. It could be said that he had grown old reading their books. He was even more absent-minded.
He would work harder.
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