Chapter 1837

Director Kong waved his hand with a smile.

The small boss of his family often sees a doctor while eating, Director Kong is used to it.

Watching the two grow up rapidly, Director Kong felt desolate and melancholy that time flies and he is aging rapidly. But no matter what, I still respect myself very much, and this is enough.

Zheng Ren talked to Xie Yiren, patted her head, and walked out with Linge.

"What's the medical history?" Zheng Ren asked while leaving the door, concentrating on the film.

"It is said that you had an operation last time, and you rested at home after the operation. You passed out when you went to the ground two days ago." Linge said.

Zheng Ren nodded, thinking in his mind that Director Mao had high fever, pneumonia, anemia, and hemophagocytic syndrome, all of which were certain.

However, pulmonary hypertension itself is not a serious condition, and it is inconspicuous among many serious diagnoses. But I just feel that pulmonary hypertension is very important, which is a bit strange.

It's a gut feeling, a real clinical experience.

Gradually, the rich clinical experience that Zheng Ren talked about was no longer a joke with Su Yun. Constantly reading, pondering, and improving, he has grown rapidly without knowing it.

"Boss, I always feel that you are making a fuss out of a molehill." Su Yun said, "Hemophagocytic syndrome is a very clear and urgent diagnosis, and it needs to be treated first."

"It is indeed." Zheng Ren also agreed with Su Yun's statement, "But I always feel that it is wrong to have pulmonary hypertension at this age. Go take a look and ask about the medical history."

The corner of Su Yun's mouth raised a smile, and asked: "Are you sure Director Mao won't break down when he sees you?"

"..."

Zheng Ren never thought about this.

Linger sighed, he has been hesitant, but Boss Zheng is proactively going to ask about the medical history, can he still say no?

Su Yun is a good person. At the very least, he will not forget the things that are inconvenient for him to say.

It would be fun to be kicked out by Director Mao after going to the special needs ward. How will you cooperate with Boss Zheng in the future? Even if Boss Zheng ignores the past, does he still have the face to ask for anything?

"Uh..." Zheng Ren pondered.

"If I were Director Mao, I'd have your heart." Su Yun said.

"No way, I did the surgery for her paralysis before, so there's nothing wrong with it."

"You don't understand women. Doesn't she think you are a bastard!" Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren with disdain, and said, "I feel annoying when I see you, and everything goes wrong."

Zheng Ren thought about it, and it seemed the same thing happened. The human heart is complex, far more complex than the human body.

I can see, heal, and operate on my own, but I can't heal people's hearts.

Walking out of the hotel gate, Zheng Ren felt a little overwhelmed by the night wind.

going or not?

Seeing him in a daze, Su Yun chuckled and said, "Let Director Lin ask."

"But……"

"Use your mobile phone, bluetooth, and tell Director Lin what you want to ask. As long as Director Mao doesn't see you, and then lose control of your emotions and go crazy, everything else is fine." Su Yun said.

This was the only way to go, Zheng Ren felt a little regretful.

It is most convenient to take a look at the system panel, but when it comes to Director Mao, it becomes another matter.

Then think about it, and ask the medical history first.

After getting off the trolley and driving all the way to 912, Zheng Ren was silent, thinking about what he should ask.

Director Mao lives in the special needs ward, but the doctor in charge of the bed is the hematology department. It was a respiratory department before, after all, a specialist is more professional.

When he came to the special needs ward, Su Yun equipped Ringer with a Bluetooth headset, adjusted the volume well, and the effect was satisfactory after several experiments.

It was also the first time for Su Yun to experience this kind of weird questioning method.

In the doctor's office, Zheng Ren inserted the CT scan of Director Mao's lungs into the scanner, and folded his arms in thought. With Su Yun's mobile phone in front of him, he could vaguely hear Ringer's footsteps.

"Maomao, how's it going?" Linge said gently after knocking on the door and entering the ward.

"Old... Lin? Why are you here?"

Director Mao's voice was a little dry, as if a stone had been put in his mouth, completely lost the charm of the past.

"You're sick, shouldn't it be right for me to see you?" Ringer said.

Then someone was polite to Ringer, giving up his seat and so on.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything for the time being, it wasn't a doctor's rounds, it was necessary to exchange pleasantries after entering the room.

To ask about the medical history, it must be targeted. But what exactly is the disease that can cause pulmonary hypertension?

Zheng Ren has been deep in thought.

The diagnosis of pulmonary hypertension is mainly based on the diagnostic classification of the World Congress of Pulmonary Hypertension in Nice in 2013.

"Director Lin, ask about the family history, is there any patient with pulmonary arterial hypertension?" Zheng Ren said.

On the other side of the phone, Ringer didn't know if he heard it, but he was still exchanging greetings.

Zheng Ren was a little helpless, he was like an agent when he asked about his medical history, it was really difficult for him.

A few minutes later, Ringer asked: "Maomao, are your uncle and auntie healthy? I remember when my uncle came to visit you when I was young, I kept coughing."

"Old Lin, your memory is still so good." Director Mao forced a smile, "The old man's heart is not very good right now, and everything else is fine."

"The cough is better? The weather in the north is dry, and the trachea, bronchitis, pulmonary hypertension and so on are quite serious."

"It's okay, the old couple don't have these problems. Send them to Hainan every year for half a year, and their cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases are much better."

There is no family history... Zheng Ren took advantage of Director Mao's speech and said, "Ask the patient how long he has had the cough and when did he get sick before."

"Maomao, you're only so old, you've been coughing all the time." Linge said with a smile, "You should move around more after the operation, otherwise you'll have a headache from pneumonia. You can't be willful about this, brother-in-law has to watch it gone."

"Oh, I'm too lazy to move." Director Mao said, "It's only been a few days since the cough, and there's no yellow phlegm, so it doesn't look like pneumonia. It's just lying in bed recuperating, impatient, and loses its temper every day."

Zheng Ren asked what time it was, and Linge asked the matter calmly.

Otherwise, Ringer is indeed a member of the old medical office, with rich experience in the world. After a few back and forth, I asked about various situations in detail during the pleasantries.

Director Mao coughed for a few days, mainly dry cough, with slight chest tightness, and no complications such as hemoptysis, so she didn't pay attention to it at all.

The abnormal phenomenon she noticed was mainly allergic purpuric rash.

Red papules the size of rice grains with clear boundaries appear on the extremities, which do not fade under pressure and appear in batches. Each batch lasts about 10 days and subsides on its own leaving brown pigmentation.

Then there is numbness in hands and feet, impetuousness.

Fever and dry mouth, no matter how much water I drink, I can't suppress the anger.

Today, after consultation with the whole hospital, I started shock treatment with high-dose hormones, and I feel a little more energetic. The fever has also subsided, so I have the energy to chat with Lingo more at night.