Chapter 752 What the Hell Are Mitochondria

"Well……"

"This is the test report, and I haven't seen anything unusual for the time being." Director Luo didn't joke, but directly handed the test report that he had seen to Zheng Ren.

Seeing Director Luo's frankness, Zheng Ren smiled, took the test sheet and looked through it.

The values ​​on the laboratory test sheet were all normal, and nothing unusual was found.

Zheng Ren began to ponder the patient's symptoms described by the patient's family members - general weakness? What are you thinking about? Is it the fatigue caused by the tumor, electrolyte imbalance, or other diseases?

Then there is the diagnosis of intestinal obstruction, but the detailed examination ruled out the diagnosis.

Is this a pseudo-obstruction, or is there something wrong with the local hospital diagnosis? Zheng Ren soon discovered that seeing a doctor in the imperial capital was indeed different from that in Haicheng.

In Haicheng, the family members of the patients will not trust the local doctors very much. As long as there are some intractable diseases, the possibility of staying for treatment is not high.

However, when they arrived in the imperial capital, the family members of the patients usually brought the films and examination reports first, and could not see the patients themselves. And the patient's family members are full of expectations, as if no matter what the disease is, they can understand it in the imperial capital.

Faced with this expectation, Zheng Ren felt great pressure.

In Haicheng, patients and their family members can be advised to go to higher-level hospitals. But now I am standing in a higher-level hospital, which is almost the last stop for various intractable diseases.

While flipping through the test sheets, Zheng Ren felt the new environment and new problems.

Director Luo looked very carefully, and didn't just glance at the list and draw conclusions just because there were a lot of people lined up outside.

He asked some detailed questions from time to time, which seemed very casual, but Zheng Ren was able to judge Director Luo's true intentions.

It's not a diet problem, and it's not an ion disorder problem. Intestinal obstruction can be temporarily judged as intestinal pseudo-obstruction.

Intestinal pseudo-obstruction is due to nerve inhibition, toxin stimulation or pathological changes in intestinal wall smooth muscle itself, resulting in intestinal wall muscle motor dysfunction.

Clinically, there are symptoms and signs of intestinal obstruction, but there are no mechanical intestinal obstruction factors inside or outside the intestine, so it is also called dynamic intestinal obstruction, which is a syndrome without intestinal lumen obstruction.

Simply put, there is a problem with intestinal peristalsis.

There is no particularly good solution for this kind of intestinal obstruction, just pay attention to your diet.

It should be like this, but a diagnosis cannot be given easily, Zheng Ren quietly took over the various materials that Director Luo had read.

Suddenly, an inspection report appeared in Zheng Ren's field of vision.

In the electromyography examination, the report result at the bottom reads—there is no abnormality in the electromyography.

Is there anything abnormal?

Zheng Ren had never seen an electromyography before, it was a kind of examination in the field of medical kinesiology, and it was basically needed by neurosurgery, orthopedics, and trauma. Even they don't do much EMG.

However, in Nanchuan Town and after that, during the day and night operations and diagnosis, Zheng Ren's auxiliary examination was improved in an all-round way.

An EMG sheet caught his attention. In the electromyogram, Zheng Ren read countless information.

He was in the system space and didn't notice the branch skill tree of EMG. But at present, it is estimated that it will also increase with the improvement of CT, MR and other technologies.

EMG, there is a problem! The diagnosis given by the local hospital was wrong.

"Director Luo, take a look at the EMG." Zheng Ren said in a low voice.

"Huh?" Director Luo was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand electromyography. After all, he was a doctor in gastroenterology and never looked at electromyography.

Director Luo glanced at the report, a little puzzled, "Boss Zheng, what do you think?"

"The local diagnosis is wrong." Zheng Ren said.

"..." Director Luo was speechless.

His speechlessness was not because the local diagnosis was wrong. Because in the imperial capital, you can often see wrong diagnoses from lower-level hospitals. Even seeing dozens or hundreds of patients every day, Director Luo himself would feel amazing if he did not encounter a wrong diagnosis.

But... this is an EMG, Boss Xiao Zheng also understands?

Director Luo didn't speak, but just looked at Zheng Ren with a questioning look in his eyes.

Zheng Ren nodded slightly, and said, "According to the performance of the EMG, I think it might be..."

"Huh?" Director Luo sensed Zheng Ren's hesitation. Is it some rare disease?

"It's mitochondrial encephalomyopathy." Zheng Ren said in a low voice.

The family members of the patient were stunned, mitochondria? What the hell is that? It sounds weird.

Not only her, but even Director Luo was taken aback.

Director Luo was very cautious. He didn't answer Zheng Ren's words directly. After pondering for a few seconds, he picked up the phone and made a call.

"Hi, I'm Luo Shan."

"I have a patient here who brought a local electromyogram. Now I suspect that there is an error in the local diagnosis. Please take a look."

"Okay, I'll ask the patient's family to find you. Please write down your diagnosis, thank you."

After speaking, Director Luo asked the patient's family members to go to the EMG room to find a certain director, and then come back.

The patient's family was full of doubts, but they followed Director Luo's instructions and left with the EMG. While walking, I recalled the name of mitochondrial encephalomyopathy, but I can’t remember it clearly now, I just vaguely remember the word mitochondria.

Director Luo didn't let me bring other materials, saying it was troublesome.

But Zheng Ren knew that he might have to ask himself many questions.

When the patient's family members went out, Director Luo deliberately went outside the door to say a few words to appease the other patients who came to see the doctor. Then he closed the door, looked at Zheng Ren, and asked, "Boss Zheng? How did you make the diagnosis?"

Director Luo's tone was not harsh, but serious and full of academic energy.

Zheng Ren knew that now was the key to gain Director Luo's approval.

The previous Crohn's disease patient was diagnosed, and his own judgment was the same as Director Luo's. He could show part of his abilities, but not enough.

Academics are only close to academics. Of course, such things as peers being friends also exist, and the probability of occurrence is greater than that of being close to each other.

In other words, if you don't have two talents, it will be difficult to gain a firm foothold, let alone doing scientific research in the imperial capital.

You can't really rely on the few beds given by Director Kong to win the Nobel Prize.

Of course, you can also submit an application to the above and get the support of the health department. Only in that case, the timeline will be infinitely extended. Moreover, the 912 Hospital is not affiliated with the Ministry of Health.

Zheng Ren didn't want this.

He cheered up, smiled, and said: "Because the patient has a problem with the EMG, and according to the patient's family, the patient is prone to fatigue. If you guessed right, it should be extremely fatigued."

"How did you guess?" Director Luo adjusted his glasses, stared at this young man with a bruised nose and swollen face, and looked a little funny, and asked impolitely.

"Because of intestinal obstruction." Zheng Ren said, "I came from the hospital below. The doctors in the local hospital know that there are not many people with mitochondrial encephalomyopathy. Uh... sorry, I digressed while talking."