"It's not very similar." Zheng Ren said: "Trigeminal neuralgia is a kind of pain that occurs in the distribution area of the trigeminal nerve. The tearing pain is somewhat similar to this kind of pain. But visual hallucinations, pain induced by psychological disorders, and pain during bathing Pouring hot water on the head and other triggers of pain are not like that."
"What are you thinking about?" Su Yunjiandi's car was waiting at the door with double flashes, and he asked casually without thinking about it.
"Nothing to think about. We'll talk about it after we meet." Zheng Ren said.
"Boss, you are very cunning." Su Yun said after getting in the car: "Isn't it boring to live such a cautious life without saying anything until you are sure?"
"No, because the medical history is incomplete, I'm wondering if the headache was caused by the medicine she took. The tearing pain... By the way, did she say she saw hallucinations in one eye or both eyes?"
"You mean she can see ghosts in her left eye?" Su Yun asked.
Today's driver is a woman in her 30s. She was shocked when she heard Zheng Ren and Su Yun chatting.
"You two, can we stop talking about nonsense? I'm running at night and I'm scared." The female driver said quickly.
"Uh... I'm sorry." Zheng Ren said, "I'm in a hurry to see a patient."
"Patient? Are you a doctor?"
"Um."
"Hello, doctor, you can't be blown by the wind, you can't be exposed to the sun, and you are respected for wearing a white coat." The driver kept talking, for fear that the two of them would change the topic to "I can see ghosts in my left eye."
Su Yun secretly sent Feng Xuhui a WeChat message and asked him if Zhang Xiaohui could see hallucinations with one eye.
After a while, Feng Xuhui responded with a sighing and surprised expression.
"Brother Yun, you are so awesome. Do you know this? I didn't even ask." Feng Xuhui's WeChat message was then sent over.
"The boss guessed it." Su Yun replied expressionlessly, then turned off his phone, looked at the neon lights flashing outside the window, and began to think about countless cases in his mind.
Soon, he smiled bitterly.
If you don't practice cardiothoracic surgery, then you're just wondering what's causing your headache. Isn't that just free time
"The biggest fear is paroxysmal cerebral vasospasm before the intracranial aneurysm ruptures." Zheng Ren suddenly said leisurely.
Su Yun was startled.
A ruptured intracranial aneurysm can be fatal!
"Boss, is there an aneurysm on the CT scan?"
"No." Zheng Ren said.
"Uh... you didn't say anything!" Su Yun was slightly angry.
"The fear is that it is a micro-aneurysm, but the patient's symptoms lasted for 19 days, so they are not very similar."
Su Yun ignored Zheng Ren. He didn't see the patient now, so whatever he said was nonsense.
Having experienced similar illnesses several times, Su Yun knew that his boss was unwilling to diagnose patients with mental illness from the bottom of his heart.
So this time he simply didn't think about it. If he saw the patient and all the evidence pointed to a mental illness, he would wait until then.
Within a few minutes, the car drove to a community, which was very close to 912. Zheng Ren was a little strange. He just sent the address to Su Yun without looking carefully.
"Isn't it a school dormitory?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Xiao Feng lives next to the hospital, and it seems that Liu Xiaojie also lives here. Boss, what we are going to is the female workers' dormitory." Su Yun smiled and said, "You are in Haicheng, so you must use clairvoyance to see the female workers' dormitory."
"..." Zheng Ren really didn't want to deal with this guy. A mouth is like a clairvoyant eye, a little widow, etc. It's so boring.
Going upstairs, Xiao Feng has opened the door and is guarding the stairs.
"Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Feng Xuhui apologized repeatedly.
"What's the point? It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled and looked around.
Su Yun put his arm around Feng Xuhui's shoulders and whispered, "How about living in two houses?"
"Brother Yun, the score hasn't been written yet, don't talk nonsense." Feng Xuhui's face was a little red.
Zheng Ren smiled inwardly, there was nothing wrong with this, he was probably making progress. As for the degree of progress, it depends on Feng Xuhui’s clinical experience.
clinical…
experience…
If it's Su Yun, it's probably no problem. Xiao Feng, Zheng Ren doesn't know.
The two of them entered the room, changed their shoes, and saw a girl lying on the table holding her stomach, retching.
The symptoms of vomiting were not severe, her body was twitching slightly, and Liu Xiaojie was rubbing her head.
"Mr. Zheng, Brother Yun, you are here." Liu Xiaojie greeted, "Please sit down, please sit down."
"Is she feeling better?" Zheng Ren glanced at the system panel and narrowed his eyes.
"It's a little better. The headache symptoms are lighter than before, but now I occasionally see strange things." Liu Xiaojie mustered up her courage and did not run away from Zhang Xiaohui.
Girls always get scared when it comes to nonsense like seeing ghosts. Not to mention girls, how many of the old men would dare to visit a cemetery in the middle of the night
As for those who dance on the graves, they are all drunkards.
"Wait a minute. When she gets better, I'll ask about her medical history." Zheng Ren said.
Wait until she gets better... This is so strange to say.
Su Yun also knows that at this time, it is difficult for patients to cooperate. It's not a surgical emergency, so there's no rush.
About twenty minutes later, Zhang Xiaohui slowly got better. She felt weak all over and leaned against Liu Xiaojie's body, sobbing slightly.
Zheng Ren saw that there were food on the table, including two pairs of chopsticks, which Liu Xiaojie had probably packed back or ordered.
"Are you feeling better? I'm the 912 doctor. Can I understand your discomfort?" Zheng Ren asked gently.
"You are Mr. Zheng, please." Zhang Xiaohui said while sobbing.
Zheng Ren walked to the table, sat across from Zhang Xiaohui, looked directly into her eyes, and asked, "When you were sick recently, was the pain severe or mild?"
"I feel it is getting worse. The pain lasts longer and longer, but the frequency seems to be less." Zhang Xiaohui said.
"Please look at me." Zheng Ren's tone was still gentle, but there was an unquestionable flavor in his words.
Zhang Xiaohui raised her head blankly and looked at Zheng Ren with tearful eyes, looking pitiful.
Su Yun saw this with great interest. He sat aside and watched the boss's consultation with great interest.
This kind of question obviously has profound meaning. But specifically why, Su Yun had many guesses, but he couldn't be sure.
"The intensity of the pain has increased, but the frequency has decreased, right?" Zheng Ren asked.
Zhang Xiaohui nodded.
"I heard from Xiao Feng that you have strange reactions when you experience pain. Can you tell me about it?"
"I..." Zhang Xiaohui hesitated, but finally plucked up the courage to say: "When it hurts now, my right eye will go blind and I can't see. Every time it hurts, it's like a pair of hands pulling me and tearing me apart."
"It's not right to say I'm blind. I seem to be able to see with my right eye... I saw someone entering the house and stealing things that day."