Chapter 839 Wilkie Syndrome

"This is my friend, Boss Zheng from 912." After entering the private room, Lin Jiaojiao introduced him first.

There were three men and one woman sitting inside. The woman was skinny and looked like she was in a cachexia state of terminal cancer.

Lin Jiaojiao introduced Zheng Ren, and then introduced the identities of several people present. Two of them are the big bosses of the imperial capital, and the other one, a man and a woman, came to see a doctor from other places.

Zheng Ren was not interested in the three men who had nothing to do, and his eyes were always on the skinny woman. The system panel is slightly red. She is sick, but not serious.

"Boss Zheng, sit down first." Lin Jiaojiao said.

Zheng Ren nodded and sat next to Lin Jiaojiao.

"Boss Zheng doesn't look young, but as a candidate for this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine, Boss Zheng's level is also top notch in the world." Lin Jiaojiao boasted irresponsibly.

But if she said this in front of her colleagues in the medical field, she wouldn't say it so bluntly.

But in front of a few laymen, let's not say that, it is difficult to open the situation at the beginning.

A few words, the effect was particularly good, and the eyes of everyone present looking at Zheng Ren changed. In fact, there are not many complicated awards that are known in China. The Nobel Prize is an award that is well known to all women and children.

Under the halo of being a candidate for the Nobel Prize, Zheng Ren's image immediately became much taller.

Lin Jiaojiao was indeed good at dancing, because Zheng Ren's slightly awkward atmosphere was quickly adjusted just right.

Zheng Ren didn't think too much about it. He saw the diagnosis given by the system on the sick woman's system panel, and kept flipping through the relevant information about the disease in his memory.

"Lin Zi, tell Boss Zheng about your daughter-in-law's illness." Lin Jiaojiao said, "Let me tell you, even though Boss Zheng is young, he has a very high level. Last year I took hyaluronic acid and suddenly became blind. This is Boss Zheng." The operation was performed. I can see things the next day!"

The aura of the Nobel Prize and Lin Jiaojiao's personal statement gave the businessman surnamed Lin a lot of confidence.

"Boss Zheng, hello." The man stood up, walked a few steps closer, bent down and stretched out his hand, and said politely: "I'm Lin Fengming, and I'm in the same family as Sister Lin. Please give me your advice."

"You're welcome." Zheng Ren shook hands with him, looked him in the eyes, and said gently.

"My wife has been ill recently." Lin Fengming put his hand on the bony woman's shoulder, and said with a sad face: "In the past few months, she lost 20 pounds. I took her to our hospital for an examination, and found nothing. question."

Zheng Ren nodded and asked, "Did it start suddenly? Are there any symptoms?"

"It's nothing special." Lin Fengming obviously answered this question countless times, and said without thinking: "A while ago, Shanshan was going to participate in a modeling competition. Before the competition, she might be a little nervous and started to suffer from insomnia. Keep losing weight."

Zheng Ren didn't speak, but listened quietly.

"At the beginning, Shanshan was quite happy, and she didn't have to worry about her weight anymore. But her weight continued to drop uncontrollably. Three months ago, she had nausea and vomiting, especially when she couldn't eat. She vomited after eating, and vomited. The bile came out."

The more Lin Fengming talked, the more distressed he became, and his expression was gloomy.

"I was worried that there was something wrong with Shanshan, so I took her to check." Lin Fengming said.

Zheng Ren knew that what he was worried about was that the patient had a malignant tumor, which was why he continued to lose weight.

"However, after two full months of examinations in our local hospitals, there are no major problems. So, why don't you come here to trouble Sister Lin." Lin Fengming briefly stated, but seeing what he meant, he didn't think there was any serious problem. She didn't really trust Zheng Ren, but she didn't want to take away Lin Jiaojiao's kindness.

"Is the film here? Let me take a look." Zheng Ren said lightly.

"In the car, I'll ask the driver to bring it up." Lin Fengming said.

"Boss Zheng, what do you think?" Lin Jiaojiao asked suddenly when she saw Zheng Ren sitting beside her, looking as imposing as a mountain.

Under normal circumstances, she shouldn't ask such a question, at least she should wait until after watching the film to make sure that Zheng Ren understands it before she speaks. At this time, I asked, if Zheng Ren didn't know what the disease was, wouldn't it be a shame for Boss Zheng?

But Lin Jiaojiao suddenly had an illusion that Zheng Ren should have everything in his mind.

Watch the movie, just to be sure.

Why there is such an "illusion", Lin Jiaojiao can't say well.

She was born as a nurse and belongs to the circle, and has met countless big names in the medical field. She vaguely sensed the aura, or temperament, emanating from Zheng Ren, which was similar to that of the top academicians in the country.

It's just that Zheng Ren is too young, which makes people unconsciously feel a sense of distrust.

Zheng Ren listened to Lin Jiaojiao's question, looked at the patient, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this disease is not anorexia, but an uncommon disease."

"Not anorexia?" Lin Fengming just got off the phone and asked the driver to bring up various test sheets and films, when he heard Zheng Ren's words.

What this says...

It was what Lin Fengming feared and worried the most.

Anorexia is not terrible. It is really impossible to use a gastric tube or intravenous nutrition medicine, and there is nothing wrong with people.

But if it's not anorexia, is it a malignant tumor?

In Lin Fengming's consciousness, all kinds of cancers are the only cases of continuous weight loss.

His face instantly became ugly, if Lin Jiaojiao hadn't been sitting here, he would have had a fit.

A young doctor, what nonsense are you talking about.

The doctors in so many large hospitals in the provincial capital said it was all right, probably because of anorexia. You are a small doctor, and you just open your mouth to talk nonsense? !

Lin Fengming glanced at Lin Jiaojiao and expressed his dissatisfaction.

Lin Jiaojiao ignored him and was just a partner. Lin Jiaojiao knew early on who was the strategic resource and whose side she should stand by. To say it's from our own family is just talking nonsense. A surname is the family? Lin Jiaojiao knew which way to turn her elbow.

If this forest is so ignorant, I won't care about it. Lin Jiaojiao had a gentle smile on her face, but countless thoughts floated in her heart, and she even thought about how she would end up after she broke up with Lin Fengming for a moment.

"Mr. Lin, how tall is your lover? How much did you weigh before?" Zheng Ren asked suddenly.

"1.78 meters." Lin Fengming was a little annoyed.

He is relatively short, and Shanshan is a model, and she is much taller than him. Standing together, the two of them look uncoordinated.

This person doesn't see a doctor, but asks about his height and weight. Could it be that he is a pervert? !

Zheng Ren nodded, didn't say much, just looked at the table in a daze, and kept digging up countless relevant materials in his memory.

Indeed, the diagnosis given by Big Pig's Hoof is not a tumor, but a rare disease called superior mesenteric artery syndrome.

Just uncommon, not uncommon.

Superior mesenteric artery syndrome, also known as Wilkie syndrome, is a vascular disorder, not a malignancy. It is common in women, especially in thin and tall women.