Chapter 1979 Non-Existent Diagnosis (Monthly Pass 60,000 Plus More × 120)

"Little kid, don't talk too much." Su Yun said, "You don't know too much."

"Then what diagnosis do you have?" Lin Yuan ignored Su Yun's provocation and asked directly.

"Not yet, isn't this just watching."

While talking, the two followed Zheng Ren to slide the mouse and looked at the video data.

After reading the whole article, Zheng Ren didn't have any particularly good ideas.

He hesitated for a moment, transferred the film to the chest CT, and looked at it carefully with his chin resting.

"Boss, do you suspect constrictive pericarditis?" Su Yun asked.

"There is constriction, and I think an echocardiogram can find the problem. But pericarditis is out of the question, and there doesn't seem to be any armor-like sclerotic changes." Zheng Ren pointed to the computer screen and said.

Constrictive pericarditis refers to a disease in which the heart is surrounded by dense and thick fibrotic or depleted pericardium, which restricts ventricular diastolic filling and produces a series of circulatory disorders.

"Constrictive pericarditis is mainly characterized by shortness of breath, palpitations, chest tightness, abdominal distension, and lower extremity edema. There are indeed some signs on imaging, but the patient has no similar complaints, so we don't consider it." Lin Yuan said on the sidelines.

Mr. Yu was a little bit emotional, thinking slowly, he could still think of various symptoms of constrictive pericarditis, but definitely not as fast as the girl next to Boss Zheng.

She seemed to say it without thinking at all, and perhaps the diagnosis had already been ruled out in her mind.

The basics are simply too solid.

"That's not necessarily true." Su Yun looked at the film, a little dazed, he was not arguing with Lin Yuan, but Zheng Ren.

"Well, there is a problem here, go see the eye patient!" Zheng Renxue stood up abruptly.

"Boss Zheng, what are you thinking about?" Mr. Yu asked quickly.

"There's nothing to think about, let's see the eye patient." Zheng Ren said.

Yu Zong was also a little surprised.

In his heart, Boss Zheng is already synonymous with omnipotence. Boss Zheng, after watching the film, shouldn't he just explain his condition clearly?

But Boss Zheng said to go to see the patient, so just go and have a look.

After turning off the computer, Mr. Yu took Zheng Ren and his party to the special needs ward.

"How is Daoist Wang's son?" Zheng Ren didn't think of it until he came to the special needs ward.

"It's fine." Su Yun said, "After the operation, there is a bit of postoperative pain, but it doesn't have the regular pain every few minutes before."

Zheng Ren nodded, since he was fine, he didn't have to look at it.

What happened afterward was still discussed between Master Yan and Daoist Wang, and had nothing to do with me.

When he came to a ward, Mr. Yu knocked on the door and entered.

An old man in his seventies was standing at the window, looking into the distance.

Seeing Mr. Yu coming in, he said with a smile: "Mr. Yu, you have come to see me. You have worked hard."

"Sure, Mr. Chang." Mr. Yu said politely.

"Are these..." the patient looked at Zheng Ren, who was the leader, and asked with a smile.

Zheng Ren didn't listen to Mr. Yu's introduction, and stared at the patient's system panel in a daze.

The system panel was slightly red, but most of the diagnoses were geriatric diseases, and there were no diseases related to hematuria at all.

He didn't suspect Big Pig's Trotter, his first thought was Mr. Yu's judgment - the old man was pretending to be sick.

At the same time, the chest CT image clearly appeared in front of his eyes. Zheng Ren already had his own guesses about the cause and effect.

"Boss Zheng, hello." The patient stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

Zheng Ren was still in a daze, his brain running at high speed. Even if it is pretending to be sick, the test report is real, and it is a skill to be able to pretend to be alive!

Seeing that Zheng Ren didn't speak, Su Yun knew that he was distracted again, so he kicked Zheng Ren's calf with his toe behind the back.

"Hello." Zheng Ren responded quickly, reaching out and shaking the patient's hand.

"Sit down." The patient said with a smile, "I'm getting old and sick, and I'm sorry to bother you all to come and see me."

"It's okay." Zheng Ren walked behind the patient, came to the small living room outside, sat down and chatted.

After a few gossips, Zheng Ren couldn't wait to ask: "Old man, is this the first time your hematuria has appeared, or has it happened before?"

"I have had it before." The patient said with a smile: "As soon as he gets angry, he will come out. Isn't this because he is getting older, and the time of being sick is getting longer and longer."

"How long does it usually take to get better?"

"Usually it will be fine in three or two days. This time, counting the time at home, it will take about half a month. Boss Zheng, I have nothing to do, so I will trouble you." The patient seemed unwilling to talk about his illness, so he simply said , began to vaguely have the meaning of pushing people away.

"Old man, I'm just asking casually." Zheng Ren sat very still, not showing any signs of moving. "Have you been feeling flustered or short of breath recently?"

"No, my heart is very good. When I was young, I worked hard in my career, didn't pay much attention, and had a little stomach trouble. But after fifty, it can be regarded as a small foundation, so I started to pay attention to maintenance. The last coronary CT scan was a month ago, no Jam."

Zheng Ren looked at the patient thoughtfully.

"Things are small things, please be so careful, doctors."

"Old man, don't be too busy, I still have a few questions." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

The old man frowned.

Before Zheng Ren could ask a question, the nanny came over immediately upon seeing this, bowed gently and said, "Mr. Chang is tired, please go first."

Zheng Ren wasn't unhappy at all. He stood up and said with a smile, "Mr., I'll take my leave first. You can rest well."

The patient stood up and sent Zheng Ren and others out.

Walking out of the special needs ward, Su Yun smiled, "It's so obvious that you're pretending to be sick, Mr. Yu, your eyesight has improved."

Mr. Yu scratched his head and sighed, "It's all guesswork. Why and how the patient pretended to be sick, I have no idea yet."

Zheng Ren knew that he came here to see if the patient was faking illness and to confirm his guess.

The speculation of pretending to be sick involves very complicated things, and it must not be said without conclusive evidence.

"Talk to Director Liu and consult the whole hospital." Zheng Ren said immediately.

"Huh?" Mr. Yu was taken aback.

Lin Yuan was also taken aback, she was still thinking about the patient's condition. Only Su Yun said with a smile: "Remember to find a heart, and call a professor who is willing to perform surgery for consultation."

"..."

Yu Zong was speechless.

"Well, according to the consultation, the diagnosis is intermittent constrictive pericarditis, and surgical treatment is recommended." Zheng Ren said affirmatively.

"Intermittent constrictive pericarditis?" Lin Yuan asked in surprise.

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded.

"Boss Zheng, do you have this diagnosis?" Lin Yuan racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.

"No, but the patient's condition is indeed like this." Zheng Ren said.