Chapter 1195 I Am Not Sick, but Life

It turned out to be so.

Both severe premature repolarization syndrome and cardiac channelopathies are rare diseases. The symptoms are similar, and it is particularly troublesome to examine and confirm the diagnosis in detail.

For example, cardiac ion channel disease, a set of genetic testing, thousands of gene fragments, no one million can not be done.

99.9% of people want to make a clear diagnosis of cardiac channelopathies, which is almost a nonsense.

It is Zou Jiahua's net worth who doesn't care about this "scattered" silver.

Money is not everything, this sentence is such a bullshit. When faced with this kind of problem, a person who has no money, or even a small wealthy person, must not wave his hand easily and do millions of inspections as they say.

Zheng Ren looked at the patient and pondered, and the patient asked in a low voice, "Doctor, can I go out? It's okay, you see, I'm really okay."

"No." Director Zhang Lin said: "There is no definite conclusion on your current condition. What if you go out and have another cardiac arrest?!"

"Alas." The patient's expression was a little frustrated. He looked at the white roof of the ICU, as if he had remembered something, and after a few seconds, he said: "Doctor, this is not a disease, it is my life. Really, it is my life. ."

"..." Director Zhang Lin was speechless.

"..." Zheng Ren was also speechless.

It's not sickness, it's life.

This sentence is truly heartbreaking.

A few nurses saw Su Yun coming back, and the corners of their eyes were full of spring, and they glanced at his handsome face from time to time. There was a young nurse with a very fast mind, found the patient's medical record folder, and trotted all the way to Su Yun's side.

"Brother Yun." She handed the medical record folder to Su Yun.

"Thank you." Su Yun smiled. A thank you, almost prevented the little nurse from having a sudden cardiac arrest. She saw that Su Yun took the medical records, and the person stood on the side stupidly, not moving.

"Boss." Su Yun opened the medical record folder, flipped to the position of the laboratory test sheet, and handed it to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren took it and looked at it page by page.

"It's a bit like Zou Jiahua's illness." Su Yun whispered.

"Who?" Director Zhang Lin said in surprise, "Have you encountered similar diseases?"

"The operation performed a few days ago, a man from Xiangjiang, named Zou Jiahua." Su Yun and Zheng Ren looked at the laboratory sheet attentively.

Zou Jiahua, this name is very familiar, but I can't remember who it is. However, there are not many people in Xiangjiang who see a doctor on 912.

"It's a bit similar." Zheng Ren said, "Director Zhang, can our hospital do genetic testing for cardiac channel disease?"

"Do you suspect cardiac ion channel disease?" Director Zhang Lin asked suspiciously.

"Well, it's a bit similar to the case a few days ago." Zheng Ren was still looking at the test sheet, flipping through the printed results on A4 paper.

"Who is Zou Jiahua?" Zhang Lin asked.

"A real estate developer in Xiangjiang." Su Yun said: "Boss, genetic testing may not be useful, and Zou Jiahua has done all of them, still can't diagnose?"

Existing technology cannot identify all diseases, which is indeed a big problem.

But whether it is Director Zhang Lin's judgment or the diagnosis given by the system, there is only one way to solve it - the pacemaker.

"Doctor, I don't want to be treated." The patient whispered: "My brother was like this a few years ago, and he spent a lot of money but he didn't look good. This is life, not a disease. I want to go out."

He spoke in a low voice, as if he was muttering to himself. It seems that since he came to 912, he has been desperate. This is the sentence of fate, and he kept repeating it, like hypnotizing himself.

"It's not a life, it's a disease." Zheng Ren said: "I just cured a patient a few days ago, and the effect was very good. He went to Mayo for a review, and the results were very optimistic."

"Mei what?" the patient asked suspiciously.

Zheng Ren didn't answer his question, and continued to look at the laboratory test sheet, brushing.

"Boss Zheng, what happened to the patient a few days ago?" Director Zhang Lin asked.

"Similar situation, there is a family history, and I have been checking, but there is no definite diagnosis. Later, the frequency of cardiac arrests became more and more frequent, and he had no choice but to agree to the operation. There have been several cardiac arrests after the operation. , there is a pacemaker, nothing to do." Zheng Ren said.

Director Zhang Lin was silent. Zheng Ren dared to perform surgery when the genetic test did not give a diagnosis. How much confidence did he have?

However, the difficulties of the patients in front of them are different from those of the so-called Hong Kong rich.

The patient himself and the patient's father did not agree to continue the examination and treatment, but the patient's lover insisted on the diagnosis and treatment.

This contradiction cannot be reconciled.

From Zheng Ren's point of view, there is a diagnosis of a big pig's hoof, and both himself and Director Zhang Lin believe that a pacemaker is needed, so the necessity of surgery is almost 100%.

What to do now is to convince the patient to agree, and then try to convince the patient's father to agree.

Alas, it's really hard to heal.

Especially when there is disagreement at home.

Relatively speaking, surgery has become a very simple matter. Among the people present, even if it is not to mention Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Director Zhang Lin, even if it is the inpatient general of the Department of Circulatory Medicine who is standing behind Director Zhang Lin, it is estimated that this kind of operation can be performed.

How nice would the world be if it were simpler.

After Zheng Ren read the laboratory test sheet, he closed the medical record clip and handed it to Su Yun who was beside him. He said warmly, "Don't think blindly, the risk of surgery is not high, and the postoperative effect is very good."

There was a glimmer of light in the patient's confused eyes, but then it dimmed a bit.

Doctors often reassure patients like this, he thought to himself. It must be just a word of comfort, or else I would not put myself together with so many seriously ill patients.

In the ICU ward, the sounds of various instruments are ticking everywhere, and the alarm sounds are one after another, revealing a tense atmosphere.

Even if Su Yun turned around again, he couldn't attract the attention of all the little nurses. After they admired the demeanor of the male god, they immediately threw themselves into the treatment and were so busy they were dying.

Zheng Ren looked at Director Zhang Lin and said, "Director Zhang, what do you think?"

Because it is at the bedside of the patient, the voice should be kept as low as possible to prevent some keywords from being heard by the patient, causing mood swings and causing heart problems again.

Director Zhang Lin turned around, walked away slowly, and said as he walked, "I think the diagnosis can be put aside first. Surgery is a must. But the difficulty now lies in the conflicts between the patient's family members. This is very difficult. Disaster."

Zheng Ren also found it difficult.

If someone like Zou Jiahua has no shortage of money, and once he decides to operate, he will take the initiative to buy the latest pacemaker in the United States. Such a patient can be said to be the best kind.

But the patient in front of me...