"Boss, what is the suspicion?" Su Yun kept wondering what the disease was after watching the film of Bai Mangmang. But after thinking about it several times, I didn't have any ideas.
"I don't know." Zheng Ren answered simply, "Has the car crashed?"
"When you think about it, we are almost at 912." Su Yun snorted out of habit.
Zheng Ren stopped talking and seemed to have entered a state of deep thought.
The two of them were silent, went downstairs, got in the car, and thought about their own things in the car.
The driver was very surprised. Did the two young men quarrel? All with a sullen face? If you two gentlemen quarrel, just have a fight. Why are you so gloomy
The atmosphere was a bit heavy and I wanted to say something, but no matter what the driver said, he was met with silence.
It was so embarrassing. The driver had to spend all his energy on driving.
Like a racing driver, the driver feels that this is his peak level. Whether it is overtaking or passing another car, it is done in one go and vividly.
When we drove to 912, the driver was still not satisfied. He really wanted to drag these two young people for another lap.
I hurried to the Gastrointestinal Surgery Department, where Director Wei and Professor Feng were reading the films.
"Director Wei, Brother Feng, I'm here." Zheng Ren greeted expressionlessly and immediately squeezed in front of the reader.
"Boss Zheng, why are you here?" Director Wei was confused.
"Director, it was me who called Boss Zheng. This is not..." Professor Feng was worried about this at first, so he had to explain.
Director Wei nodded, not minding, and even somewhat approving. I can't understand it myself, but with Boss Zheng here to take care of the whole story, I feel much safer.
The movie was hanging in front of them. Ten minutes ago, Director Wei and Professor Feng were stunned after watching the movie.
In decades of clinical practice, we have never encountered such a case.
We can only arrange for nurses to seize the time to make preoperative preparations, and the bedside doctor to make preoperative instructions and prepare for emergency laparotomy.
Director Wei winked at Professor Feng, and Professor Feng understood and began to report the medical history.
"Boss Zheng, the patient is a 72-year-old female patient..." The medical history is very simple, because the patient has a history of cerebral infarction and mild abdominal pain. The old man could not explain clearly, and the nanny did not pay attention, so he only roughly knew that it had been delayed for nearly a year.
Other medical histories are not very detailed, and some are even subjective guesses made by family members.
Unknowingly, Zheng Ren put his left hand under his right armpit, supported his chin with his right hand, squinted his eyes, and looked at the crude film without moving.
After Su Yun saw the film, he gave up immediately.
I had no clue at all, not even Director Wei had any ideas or ideas, so I stopped trying.
There is no point in trying again.
He was waiting for Zheng Ren's diagnosis to see if his boss could continue to be as magical as ever.
But that's not all Su Yun thinks about. He already knows Zheng Ren's choice, and the timid side of the imperial capital... is really a headache.
It's really tiring to have such an unreliable boss. Su Yun blew a breath, and his black hair floated on his forehead.
"Director, send the patient up?" The doctor in charge of the bed put his head in and asked softly.
"Boss Zheng?" Director Wei asked.
"Send it off." Zheng Ren's eyes remained motionless, as if he was trying to see through the blank sheet of paper.
"Boss Zheng, do you have any considerations?" Director Wei asked tentatively.
"Well, I think it might be abdominal cocoon syndrome." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
Director Wei was stunned for a moment. Although this name was very special, Director Wei also understood it.
The last time I heard about it was at an academic conference, someone presented a case. But it was not brought up during an academic report, but mentioned in casual chat.
No films, no clear diagnosis.
Because the patient's diagnosis was unclear at the time, the patient's family refused to undergo laparotomy, and 120 cars were sent to Shanghai. It is said that the patient's breathing and heartbeat disappeared halfway.
So the director of that place doesn’t know what the final result will be.
This disease is rare, the cause is unknown, and there are no research results in the world until now.
Because all or part of the small intestine is wrapped by a layer of dense, tough gray-white hard and thick fibers, it is also called idiopathic sclerosing peritonitis or sclerosing peritonitis.
Named by foo in 1978.
But there are also doubts. It is said that abdominal cocoon syndrome is just a layer of free fibrous tissue, the intestinal cavity will not be so small, and the gas content in the intestine is pitiful.
Imageologically, the air is black. In the entire film, there is very little black in the patient's abdominal cavity, and most of it is a white shadow.
That's why Director Wei didn't diagnose abdominal cocoon syndrome immediately.
Like, but not like.
Many difficult cases are based on guesswork. No one will know unless they open the abdominal cavity and see it with their own eyes. Even if they see it with their own eyes, young people with insufficient clinical experience dare not make a diagnosis.
"Director Wei, please explain to the patient's family due to abdominal cocoon syndrome that there is a high possibility that he will not be able to come to Taiwan." Zheng Ren finally gave such a reminder.
Director Wei's head immediately grew bigger.
On the death table? Is surgery still necessary
Forget it, go and explain it yourself and see if the patient's family members are medically obedient. If it's good, consider surgery. Of course, Boss Zheng must be dragged up for the operation.
"Boss, Director Zhou, the daring director of the Imperial Capital, is here." Su Yun said in a low voice.
"Tell Director Zhou, I may be two or three hours late." Zheng Ren's answer did not surprise Su Yun.
Su Yun sighed and glanced at Professor Feng.
Professor Feng was particularly embarrassed. He scratched his head and asked, "Is Boss Zheng busy today?"
"There is an international academic conference, and the boss is scheduled to give a lecture." Su Yun carried the bag and went out, saying: "Boss, I will go with Director Zhou first."
"Yeah." Zheng Ren was still looking at the movie and said very little.
"I'm sorry for delaying Boss Zheng's lecture." Professor Feng rubbed his hands. International academic conference... lecture... Oh, when can I go
I guess I went there just to take a class.
"Ask Yiren when she will arrive." Zheng Ren suddenly said something.
The surroundings were quiet, and Director Wei and Professor Feng, who were about to explain to the patient's family, looked at each other.
After a few seconds of silence, Zheng Ren realized that Su Yun had left.
He reluctantly picked up his cell phone and called Xie Yiren.
"Boss Zheng, come up and give me a slap?" Professor Feng asked in a low voice.
"Well, the operation will probably be difficult." Zheng Ren had already contacted Xie Yiren and was almost at the hospital. The surgical instruments have been sterilized and are in sterile bags.
With the equipment and the Xie people, the chance of completing the surgery is much higher.
"I'm thinking it's abdominal cocoon, but although abdominal cocoon is a rare disease, it's an extremely rare disease, but it also has severity." Zheng Ren said: "This is the most serious kind."
His fingers tapped lightly on the glass of the reader, making a thumping sound.