Chapter 1836 The Right Eyelid Twitches (Monthly Ticket 31000 Plus More × 62)

"Huh?" Zheng Ren looked at Ringer and asked, "Why is she sick again?"

Seeing that Zheng Ren's expression was the same as usual, Linge was relieved. He took another careful look at Su Yun and said, "High fever, ground-glass opacities in the lungs, swollen lymph nodes, and anemia."

"..."

Zheng Ren was speechless.

Director Mao is only a few years old, it's really unlucky to encounter so many things.

"After consultation with the whole hospital in the afternoon, the diagnosis is hemophagocytic syndrome."

"Bone piercing?" Su Yun asked.

"I did it, I did it." Linge replied quickly.

He sighed a little, he really should be issued a good person card.

It's obviously a competitive relationship, but I still worry about whether my old classmate will get cancer. No wonder I put on a salty fish posture early in the morning and waited for retirement.

The heart is not cruel enough, the skin is not thick enough, it is really impossible to get along.

"Director Lin, you're over now." Su Yun smiled slightly, "There are all confirmed cases of bone wear, you still have to ask the boss to see, and you can use it together, right?"

"No way." Linge smiled wryly, "What diagnosis should I say now? Boss Zheng didn't make it. I don't feel at ease."

This flattery was neither light nor heavy, coupled with his almost perfect body language and facial expressions, Su Yun chuckled.

In fact, Ringer played in his true colors, that's what he thought in his heart.

"Is there a movie?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I brought my laptop." Linge said hastily.

"Director Lin, if you have something to say in the future," Su Yun said, "We don't see each other, what do you think you are so frightened of?"

"Well, it doesn't look like a good person to be sneaky, it's a haha ​​thing." The professor was obviously a little drunk.

Ringer smiled wryly, and hastily turned on the laptop.

"Let's go and watch, it won't affect everyone's meal." Zheng Ren stood up, bent over and said to Director Kong: "Director, you eat first, I'll watch the movie."

"Go, let's go." The smile on Director Kong's face became more intense.

Going to the sofa next to him and sitting down, with the computer on the coffee table, Zheng Ren started to read the medical records. Su Yun squeezed aside and followed suit.

Director Mao had only been hospitalized for a few days, and his medical history was not long.

Ten minutes later, Zheng Ren frowned as he looked at the copied CT image of his lungs.

"There are blood-thirsty cells in the bones?"

"Well, three places were worn and sent for examination. The report has not yet come out, but it is said that blood-thirsty cells were seen in a specimen under the microscope." Linge replied immediately.

"Oh? What are you thinking about?" Su Yun was a little surprised. Judging from the medical history, evolution of the disease, and imaging data, it was indeed hemophagocytic syndrome. Why did he feel that the boss had something to say?

"Looking at the diagnosis, there is no problem, but there is something abnormal in the film." Zheng Ren pointed his finger, "Here, it is suspected to be interstitial changes in the lungs, and the pulmonary artery does not look right on the image."

Linger suddenly became worried.

"Boss Zheng, it's not lung cancer."

"No." Zheng Ren stared at the film without moving. "Ground-glass degeneration and swelling of supraclavicular and mediastinal lymph nodes are caused by inflammation, not lung cancer."

Ringer felt relieved this time.

As long as it's not lung cancer, he doesn't believe there are diseases that 912 can't cure. Uh...Of course there is, but the chances of being met by Director Mao are completely negligible.

"Do you care about such a small change in lung interstitialization?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"It's not that I care, but a person in his forties, who is still in good condition, why is there a lung interstitial change?"

"smog."

"After the recent treatment, the smog in the imperial capital is much better." Zheng Ren said: "And there are images of pulmonary hypertension, something is wrong."

"You're going too far." Su Yun said: "There are bloodthirsty cells under the microscope in the bones, what are you thinking about? You can't do it if you want to hide."

"No." Zheng Ren shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the screen, and he scrolled the mouse with his right hand, looking at the imaging data frame by frame.

"Any other questions?" Su Yun muttered.

"Pulmonary hypertension is not a minor illness." Zheng Ren said softly, "Congenital heart disease, connective tissue disease, portal hypertension, lung disease, chronic pulmonary embolism, HIV infection, taking diet pills, central appetite suppressants, family history of idiopathic pulmonary hypertension or hereditary pulmonary hypertension."

He chanted one by one, and eliminated them one by one, as if he was talking to himself.

It's just that Ringer's eyelids twitched every time he thought of a disease, especially HIV.

His right eyelid twitched, Ringe sighed, and his right eye twitched... But he and Director Mao were classmates, it didn't matter, and he couldn't jump on his head.

"Not at all." Zheng Ren said, "Su Yun, don't you find it strange?"

"It's a bit strange." Su Yun said, "But it's not a serious problem. I think the right heart is fine, and it's not right heart failure."

"But it's not too light."

"Four types, with targeted drug treatment, it's all right." Su Yun said so, but his eyes kept staring at the film.

"Boss Zheng, why do you have pulmonary hypertension again?" Ringer asked.

"Oh, it's written in the report, but it's not very serious, so the respiratory department didn't pay attention to it." Zheng Ren said: "Looking at the film, the transverse diameter of the right lower pulmonary artery is ≥15mm, the pulmonary artery segment protrudes ≥3mm, the central pulmonary artery is dilated, and the peripheral pulmonary vessels are lost. The "residual root sign" is formed, the right atrium and right ventricle are enlarged, and the cardiothoracic ratio is increased, all of which are the basis for diagnosis."

Ringer was very distressed. The more he saw a doctor, the more he could bear it.

"I'm just curious. It is said that Director Mao has no family history or past history. Usually...has she ever climbed a mountain?" Zheng Ren asked suddenly.

"..." Ringer was speechless.

Where did she go, I don't know, Ringer slandered.

"Director Lin, you are a good person, you are really good at it." Su Yun laughed, "When I saw the boss talking about HIV just now, your face changed, and you thought something was wrong."

"Where there is nothing." Ringer waved his hand quickly, "Old classmate, I feel uncomfortable after getting sick one after another."

"I know, I know, there is no need to explain." Su Yun said with a smile: "An explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth."

"Director Lin, let's ask about the medical history." Zheng Ren said suddenly.

"Ask medical history?"

"There must be missing medical history." Zheng Ren looked very serious and said very frankly, "At least the problem of pulmonary hypertension must be solved, otherwise the prognosis will be bad."

"I haven't finished eating yet." Su Yun said resentfully: "From now on, you are not allowed to see a doctor while eating."

"You eat yours, Director Lin and I will go and have a look." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, I still have to wait for you to come back and tell me how the pulmonary hypertension came about?" Su Yun said contemptuously, "Let's go. Director, we have something to do, go to the hospital to see."