Soon, the test results were reported, and Principal Zhang from Imperial Medical University led a team to pick up the students.
A false alarm is better than a real separation of life and death.
Xie Yiren was coming, but Zheng Ren said he wanted to do an autopsy, so Xie Yiren simply refused to accompany him.
Wanting to undergo surgery, treat diseases and save lives, is a hobby for people in Xie Yi. But the autopsy has a different meaning.
What's so good about a cold dead man
Zheng Ren finally had some free time in the past two days and spent a lot of time chatting with Xiao Yiren on WeChat. Although we didn't meet each other, we talked more than usual.
Zhou Chunyong contacted the liver and gallbladder department of Imperial Capital and asked them to come to him with the specimens of the gross anatomy teacher. He drove Zheng Ren and Su Yun straight to the anatomy teaching and research room of Imperial Capital Liver and Gallbladder Department.
Zhou Chunyong was very unfamiliar with autopsies and had no interest at all. But he really didn't dare to let Boss Zheng go. This guy had too many things to do. Once he let him go, he would be gone.
The directors from other places had a lot of things going on at home, and they were moaning and groaning after staying there for several days. If class could not start again, Zhou Chunyong was afraid that he would not be able to suppress them.
"Boss, what's the problem with the deceased?" Su Yun asked in the car.
"It was said to be a head injury. The injury was not serious, but the CT scan showed a large area of brain tissue congestion and edema." Zheng Rendao.
The medical history of the autopsy will definitely not be as detailed as that of the emergency department. If it can mention the previous CT, it is already very detailed. After all, it was just a phone call, so it was impossible to say too much.
"Why are you so interested in autopsy?" Su Yun was a little surprised.
Zheng Ren said nothing.
He was thinking about ordinary patients. When they are approaching death, the system panel becomes pale and the system diagnosis gradually disappears.
What would it be like if we were to face a deceased person undergoing an autopsy
It is estimated that there is no diagnosis, everything must be judged by anatomy and medical history. It is a head-to-head competition.
Zheng Ren has never been satisfied with the tips from the big pig's hooves.
Especially after the incident involving Director Pan last time, plus the 5G project that will definitely be launched within a few years and remote consultation.
If we don't improve our technical level now, we will end up with a reputation of being ambitious and short-handed, which won't be fun.
Not to mention the bad reputation, a misdiagnosis may delay a living life.
This is not something to joke about, so you have to take it seriously.
Zheng Ren is actually anxious about the future. Although it is slight, it is real.
People have set their standards too high, and since Big Pig Trotters does not provide remote consultation "services", they can only improve their professional standards as quickly as possible.
When I arrived at Imperial Medical University, I was greeted at the door by the Director of the Anatomy Teaching and Research Office.
The city bureau's autopsy department is located here, and several teachers from the teaching and research office followed, all a little curious.
Li Zhaosen insisted on waiting for Boss Zheng. Not only the people in the city bureau were also curious, but the people in the anatomy teaching and research department were also very curious. Who is this person? How could the rebellious Li Zhaosen delay the autopsy for three days
Li Zhaosen stood beside Director Guo with an excited face. When Zheng Ren got out of the car, he didn't care about Director Guo's feelings and rushed straight up.
"Boss Zheng, do you still remember me?" Li Zhaosen stretched out his hand excitedly.
Zheng Ren only saw a mosaic appearing in front of him, how could he possibly recognize it.
Su Yun had never seen this person before. When he was teaching at the Imperial Medical University last time, he stayed in 912 to use a mediastinoscope to remove the thymus.
Facing the dumb Zheng Ren, Li Zhaosen didn't seem to care. He still said excitedly: "Your anatomy level is really high!"
There are very few people who swear when they meet. To put it nicely, it’s called a person with a gentle temperament. It's ugly to say...
Zheng Ren shook hands with him, wearing a standard fake smile mask on his face.
"Please come inside, please come inside. I've been wanting to see you for the past two days, and I just happened to catch up with an autopsy to see Boss Zheng's skills." Li Zhaosen said without politeness at all.
This man was so blunt when telling lies. He clearly invited Zheng Ren three nights ago.
Zheng Ren smiled and said nothing.
This man's words were full of flaws. Just when Su Yung was about to say something to him, Zheng Ren stopped between the two of them, smiled and said, "What's going on with the deceased?"
"We drank and had a skewer at night, and after a few quarrels, someone hit him on the left side of the temple with a beer bottle. At that time, the deceased was fine and was sent to a nearby hospital for stitches. But a few days later, something went wrong, and he was not saved in the end. "Li Zhaosen introduced Zheng Ren as he walked inside.
"Do you have any CT films of hospitalization?"
"No, just medical records."
This is a pity. Zheng Ren feels that he made a mistake.
Without the film, the ability to rebuild cannot be used, and most of his martial arts skills have been wasted.
There is really no telling whether an accurate anatomical diagnosis can be made.
Zheng Ren started to feel a little uneasy.
"Boss Zheng, how long will it take to finish?" Zhou Chunyong was a little anxious. He was only concerned about liver anatomy.
"Soon, it's just an autopsy." Zheng Ren thought for a while and replied.
"Su Yun, have you called Xiao Feng?" Zheng Ren then asked.
"We've beaten him. We've reached the second level now." Su Yun said, "Look at the deceased and seize the time to do an autopsy."
Su Yun listened to the simple narrative with little interest.
Only by giving lectures to students can he arouse his interest.
When the shadowless light falls, it feels like every cell in the body is excited.
Arriving at the cold autopsy room, Zhou Chunyong shivered.
There was too much Yin energy here, and this was the first thought that came to his mind.
In fact, it was the air-conditioning of the freezer, in order to preserve the body. Zhou Chunyong also knew it, but he still subconsciously thought about folklore.
There were two contusions of 2.0 cm and 0.8 cm in length on the left temporal top of the deceased, and traces of sutures could be seen. The wound dressing has been removed and is clearly visible.
Li Zhaosen brought the medical records and handed them to Zheng Ren. Bringing another brand new white suit, Su Yun was ignored.
Su Yun didn't care, but leaned next to Zheng Ren and asked, "Look at the CT report."
Zheng Ren turned to CT and saw that the report sheet read: Brain CT scan showed multiple large-scale low-density shadows in the bilateral internal capsule, basal ganglia, etc.
"Something doesn't look right." Su Yun muttered softly.
He was not good at neurosurgery, so he just muttered a few words honestly.
"Boss Zheng, please get dressed." Li Zhaosen was a little attentive.
"Wait a minute, I'll take a look at the medical records." Zheng Ren smiled slightly and said to Li Zhaosen.
"We forensic doctors mainly have work to do. Medical records or not are not important." Li Zhaosen said straightforwardly.
Su Yun raised his eyebrows, but still suppressed his temper.
If this was a person who died of chest disease, he would have collapsed long ago.
Neurosurgery is at the top of the contempt chain among all surgeries, and most people dare not talk about it.
Zheng Ren smiled and said, "I'll look at the medical records in a few minutes."
Seeing Zheng Ren's insistence, Li Zhaosen didn't say anything, but silently criticized the medical records.