"Boss, I don't have any money." Su Yun took the silver box, opened it, and put the medical record aside. He was a little disappointed when he did not find a card.
"I don't think he cares about money very much." Zheng Ren brushed his teeth, changed into his pajamas, and sat on the bed.
"This represents the importance he places on … or on us." Su Yun picked up the medical record and the test results and roughly looked through them.
"It's nothing. If you want to see me for treatment, come to the Imperial Capital. After tomorrow's surgery, we'll fly back, "Zheng Ren said very naturally.
"I'm still not famous enough." Su Yun was a little emotional. He took out a piece of paper from the information and handed it to Zheng Ren. "The gene mutation that encodes the ion channel subunit has been found in at least 26 subtypes and more than 1,500 gene mutations. These tests have been done. Tsk tsk, rich people. This set of things will cost at least a few million US dollars. "
Zheng Ren took the paper and glanced at it. It was as he had expected.
"Boss, how are you sure? Is it just from the clinical symptoms? "Su Yun asked.
Zheng Ren did not answer the chatterbox's nagging and began to read all kinds of information.
The information here was more complete than the one given to Old Wu. He did not know if Old Wu had read it before and only had the latest information or if there was another reason.
After flipping through it, Zheng Ren took the 24-hour dynamic electrocardiogram list, pointed at the last section, and said, "Under normal circumstances, the electrocardiogram of cardiac ion channel disease will have long Q-T interval syndrome, short Q-T interval syndrome, Brujada syndrome, catecholamine-sensitive polymorphic ventricular tachycardia, and other changes."
"And then?"
"Here, the electrocardiogram directly changed from a normal sinus rhythm to a straight line," Zheng Ren said. "When I first saw it, I kind of believed that it was really those inexplicable parasites. But after thinking about it, although the existing electrocardiogram doesn't support the diagnosis, it can't overturn the diagnosis. "
"Don't talk nonsense. You can't tell that it's cardiac ion channel disease just from this, right?"
"The New England Journal of Medicine, Issue 6, 2004, page 12, there was a review of the disease. It was about a case of cardiac ion channel disease. The patient was hospitalized because of other diseases and happened to have ECG monitoring. During the hospitalization, the patient suddenly fell ill and died. After a detailed autopsy, they found that there were genetic changes. "
"There were no ECG changes before?" Su Yun asked.
"Yes." Zheng Ren said, "It's a rare disease. Very few patients will experience cardiac arrest without any signs. This is … "
As he said that, he shook the electrocardiogram in his hand and shook his head. "I guess this is the case."
"I think it's more acceptable to explain it with a curse or a black magic spell." Su Yun's lips curled into a smirk. Obviously, Zheng Ren's explanation did not convince him.
"It's like this." Zheng Ren stood up and began to pack up the documents. "According to the diagnosis of the ion channel disease of the heart, surgery is all that is needed for the next pacemaker. There's basically no damage, it's just a precautionary measure. "
"What if it's not?"
"It doesn't matter even if it's not. If it's a curse or some other disease, the pacemaker won't work at all. We can just take it out."
"Boss, your attitude is simply too lax."
"This is diagnostic treatment. Haven't you done it before?" Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun in surprise.
Su Yun was stunned for a moment and looked at Zheng Ren with a strange gaze.
"Does this guy really not know the power of the Zou family in Hong Kong, or does he not care about it at all?"
However, diagnostic treatment seemed to be right.
To the doctor, the Zou family was just a patient. It was not good to take it too seriously.
The so-called diagnostic treatment referred to a treatment method that the doctor carried out based on experience and reasoning when he could not completely determine the condition of the patient's illness.
The effect of the treatment was used to determine whether the doctor's judgment of the patient's illness was correct.
Had he blindly believed that Boss Zheng could solve all the problems? This was a very bad trend, Su Yun thought silently in his heart.
No one could be correct all the time. Once there was a mistake, it would at least be a medical accident.
"Under the premise that Mayo Medical Center can't make a diagnosis after doing the most advanced medical examination, I think there's a basis for diagnostic treatment," Zheng Ren explained. "Otherwise, there's no good way. We can only go to Nanyang to find a master of voodoo to detoxify it. I think it's very easy to choose between a master of voodoo and modern science. "
"…" Su Yun was silent.
When he thought of the masters of voodoo in movies, especially Thai horror movies, Su Yun did not feel disgusted. Instead, he laughed.
Zheng Ren's words made sense. It was just a diagnostic treatment. What was so hard to choose?
"Alright, I'm going back to sleep," Su Yun said.
"Go and come back quickly for tomorrow's comic convention," Zheng Ren said. "If the patient comes to consult and I have to perform surgery, I'm afraid I won't have time to communicate with them."
Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in shock. Then, he curled his lips and said, "Don't tell me you want me to go because you saw the patient's daughter running around?"
"That must be it." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Based on my clinical experience, when I meet girls and women from 10 to 80 years old, as long as I explain, the effect will definitely be better than Chang Yue."
"I don't have time. I'll meet you at the airport after the comic convention." Su Yun's face was blank as he turned around and left.
"Rest early. Go and come back quickly tomorrow," Zheng Ren continued as if he did not hear Su Yun's words.
"Bang ~" The door was slammed with a loud bang.
Zheng Ren did not care. He took out his phone and sent Xie Yiren a WeChat message, telling her about the strange things he had encountered in Shenzhen City.
After chatting for a while, they said good night to each other, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.
..
The next morning, Feng Xuhui knew that Zheng Ren had woken up and waited in the breakfast hall.
The breakfast there was good. Mu Tao chose a good hotel. Feng Xuhui did not do anything useless. He bought breakfast for Zheng Ren and Su Yun and accompanied them to eat.
After breakfast, Mu Tao's car arrived at the entrance of the hotel.
Su Yun watched Zheng Ren, Professor Rudolf Wagner, and Feng Xuhui get into the car. He had no intention of going with them.
"Su Yun, you're not going?" Mu Tao was a little surprised.
"I'm going to the comic convention," Su Yun said.
"…" Mu Tao wrung his hands.
He did not know how to cherish such a high talent. Were all geniuses like this?
What the hell was the comic convention? Was it more attractive than TIPS surgery?
"Come back early. If it's the patient from yesterday …"
"I'm not going," Su Yun said.
"Before I left, the teacher told me that Mr. Zou arrived at the hospital early in the morning to wait for Boss Zheng," Mu Tao said.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned. "Su Yun, don't go to the comic convention. Get in the car."
"I can't say such unreliable words like experimental surgery."
"I can't say it either, but in comparison, I'm thick-skinned, so it's more suitable to say it," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"…" Mu Tao was especially not used to the style of conversation between Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
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