Even in the face of unbelievable things, Dr. Huo still did not dare to criticize Song Moji in the bottom of his heart.
Zheng Ren looked at Song Mo Ai intently. Under normal circumstances, this kind of look would mean rudeness and provocation.
But in his heart, Song Moji was not a master at all, but just an allergic patient.
Allergies, mild or severe.
In severe cases, laryngeal edema and death from suffocation are not uncommon.
In Haicheng, Zheng Ren met a patient who was allergic to copper in contraceptive rings, which was relatively rare.
As for the patient in front of him, the diagnosis given by the system... Zheng Ren was still prepared to take a closer look at various examination reports before speaking.
Soon, Song Mo's female disciple rushed back with the information about Heyang Hospital.
Although it was midnight, the efficiency was still extremely high.
"When did this symptom start to appear?" Zheng Ren asked while looking through the test report of allergen determination.
Song Mo's condition was still very bad, with copper coin-shaped plates appearing one after another on his face.
It was as if there was an invisible hand leaving marks on her face and body with copper coins.
"It appeared about six or seven months ago. At first, I thought it was just a pregnancy reaction, but as time went by, the symptoms became more and more serious." Song Mo's female disciple replied softly.
"Six or seven months..." Zheng Ren muttered.
While muttering this sentence, Zheng Ren flipped through the test sheets.
There are hundreds or thousands of allergens, but none of them are positive.
Su Yun looked behind Zheng Ren, also a little confused.
Common allergies, such as leek flower pollen and mugwort allergies that are common in the northern part of the country, can cause asthma and laryngeal edema.
Uncommonly, there are allergies to various drugs, even to antihypertensive drugs that have been taken orally for many years.
But Song Moji only had respiratory spasm, and there were red spots on his hands similar to red maculopapular rashes.
This is a symptom of drug allergy or food allergy, which is slightly different from allergies caused by respiratory allergens such as pollen.
"Does it have anything to do with eating?" Zheng Ren asked.
"No." Song Mo'an's female apprentice answered fluently.
"Does it have anything to do with drinking water?"
"No."
A series of questions were answered in the negative.
A few minutes later, Zheng Ren looked through all the test data of Song Mochi and found that Song Mochi was slightly better.
"Boss Zheng, nice to meet you." Song Moqi was very tired, but still said politely.
Behind him, the old housekeeper Qin Shan, who was pushing the wheelchair himself, looked serious and straightened up a bit.
Qin Tang and Zou Yu did not expect that Master Song would be so polite to Boss Zheng, and a kind of fear emerged from the bottom of their hearts.
Zheng Ren didn't think anything of it. He thought Song Moqi was an ordinary patient with a slightly special disease.
"What should I call you? Master Song?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.
"Everything is fine." Song Moqi smiled slightly, took off the oxygen mask, and handed it to the female disciple.
Her condition improved, but her voice was slightly hoarse, apparently due to the energy consumed by her previous illness.
"Master Song, is there any pattern to your illness?" Zheng Ren asked.
"There is no pattern at all." Song Mo Ai shook his head and said softly.
"Getting heavier?"
"Yes." Song Moqi said: "Boss Zheng, I am destined to have this calamity, and it will happen while my father is still alive."
Zheng Ren was noncommittal.
He had always respected Zi Fu's suggestion that he had strange powers and deranged gods, but stayed away from them.
"Steward Qin came to see me a few days ago. I had a good idea and made a divination. According to the divination, Mr. Qin and I both turned bad luck into good fortune. After careful consideration, this matter will fall on you." Song Moqi said.
"Hey." Zheng Ren thought things were ridiculous.
If you predict that you can cure a disease by fortune telling, can you really predict the big pig's hooves
If it weren't for the big pig's hooves, there are some things that I wouldn't dare to draw conclusions easily.
Even if you have big pig's hooves, you have to think over and over again, see, touch, hear, and use all kinds of martial arts before you dare to draw a conclusion.
"Boss Zheng, thank you for your work." Song Mo Ai sighed and said.
"Can you figure out, you still have another big disaster?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.
Su Yun was stunned.
This is a clear provocation.
The boss has such a temper that he shouldn't say that.
What's going on here
Song Moji tried his best to raise his head and looked directly into Zheng Ren's eyes, slightly excited.
But then she immediately found that she had symptoms of shortness of breath again, so she closed her eyes. After recovering for a few seconds, she said calmly: "I figured it out, it's the ugly time. If you hadn't appeared, I would have died. Even if there had been Even if you are here, I will escape death."
Zheng Ren nodded seriously and asked, "Master Song, how long have you been pregnant?"
"34 weeks."
"Let's have an autopsy tonight, right away." Zheng Ren said.
Song Mo Ai originally looked indifferent and would not change his color even if the sky fell, but after hearing what Zheng Ren said, his expression changed and he subconsciously held his hand in front of his stomach.
"I judge that you are allergic to the placenta, so you only have allergic symptoms intermittently after pregnancy." Zheng Ren said seriously.
"Do you understand?" Dr. Huo couldn't help it anymore. He said angrily: "Without examination and no basis, you just say it's placenta allergy? Do you know how low the chance of placenta allergy is?! What if it's allergy? , people simply..."
"Okay." Song Moji seemed not to have heard what Dr. Huo said and ignored him, saying, "I will be hospitalized right now and prepare for surgery."
Dr. Huo's eyes widened, not believing what was happening in front of him.
How could Master Song just believe a diagnosis that was completely unreliable? !
Zheng Ren was also a little surprised. Song Mo Ai believed his words without asking anything.
Suddenly, his impression of Song Mo Ai became countless times better.
There is no need to waste any words. If you want surgery, it will be done.
"Boss Zheng, please protect me from the calamity." Song Moqi had no doubts, but said in a very affirmative tone.
His voice was very low and his words were very calm, as if he and Zheng Ren were old friends for many years, and everything went smoothly.
"Okay." Zheng Ren responded directly without being verbose, "Mr. Qin's operation will be very fast. Your operation requires general anesthesia and emergency medicine is ready. When I step down, your side can be performed by the gynecologist. The obstetrician started a C-section.”
Song Mo Ai left, and everyone could feel the relaxed and joyful mood in her heart.
"Boss, why do you want a caesarean section under general anesthesia?" Su Yun asked.
"The limited case reports have mentioned that patients with placental allergy will have a major outbreak 20-30 minutes after surgery." Zheng Ren said cautiously: "General anesthesia and intubation will not affect breathing. You can then go all out to deal with other issues.”
"How are you sure it's placenta allergy?" Su Yun asked.
"The inspection is complete, and you saw it. Excluding all circumstances, plus time..."
"She was pregnant for a long time, and she became more and more pregnant as time went by. I can also imagine that." Su Yun frowned, obviously not satisfied with Zheng Ren's explanation.