"anything else?"
“Vomiting, generalized sweating, abdominal pain, low back cramping and elevated blood pressure may also occur.”
"Elevated blood pressure? Have you measured it?"
"It feels like my head is pounding and hurting," Zhang Xiaohui said.
"What happens when you take a shower?"
"Uh..." Zhang Xiaohui was a little embarrassed.
But Zheng Ren looked directly into hers, without any intention of avoiding it, simply and directly.
Zhang Xiaohui still hesitated.
After all, it would be awkward for a girl who is in the first year of graduate school to talk about the bathing situation with a man like Zheng Ren who is less than thirty and full of blood.
Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. He picked up a used chopstick on the table with his left hand and gently tapped the edge of the disposable lunch box.
Su Yun noticed the rhythm of Zheng Ren's tapping.
Could it be that when did this guy learn psychology? Or is it hypnosis? Is there any explanation for the rhythm of his tapping on the lunch box
Is it a hint or Morse code? Su Yun thought about it and thought too much.
An awkward silence fell in the room.
Ten seconds later, Zhang Xiaohui lowered her head and said, "It doesn't hurt when I wash my body. Later, I also found that it doesn't hurt when I use the shower head to rinse around my head. The pain only occurs when I rinse the top of my head."
As she spoke, she pointed to the top of her head.
Zhang Xiaohui's hair is very long. She didn't dry it because she felt pain when she just took a shower. It's still wet now.
"Then you are trying to see the extent of the pain today?" Zheng Ren asked.
Zhang Xiaohui nodded, a little embarrassed, and said, "I wanted to try it, but I accidentally hit the top of my head."
"Can you please raise your head and look into my eyes?" Zheng Ren said in a calm voice.
Su Yun was a little surprised. The boss always wanted to look into his eyes today. Could it be that he was really using some means to give Zhang Xiaohui a psychological hint
If this is the case, you should look at him less in the future to avoid being misled by him.
Those people who study psychology have the most evil hearts.
Feng Xuhui has been in contact with Zheng Ren for the longest time and has also seen Zheng Ren for consultation. He has never made such a request. Many times during the consultation, I asked about the situation while looking at the medical records, which seemed a bit casual.
What does Mr. Zheng mean by this today
Zhang Xiaohui tried her best to raise her head and look into Zheng Ren's eyes.
"What medicine have you been taking recently?" Zheng Ren asked.
"The doctor said I was a little depressed and asked me to take flupentixol and melitracen. One tablet in the morning and one in the evening. I..." Zhang Xiaohui spoke hesitantly.
"You are worried about eating problems." Zheng Ren's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. Zhang Xiaohui hesitated for a moment and then directly said what was on her mind.
Zhang Xiaohui was a little panicked by Zheng Ren's eyes and nodded randomly.
"So, how long has it been since you moved here?" Zheng Ren asked.
"More than ten days." Zhang Xiaohui said, "I don't dare to live in the dormitory myself."
"You can see ghosts with your right eye, right?" Zheng Ren smiled, but spoke a little faster, "You can occasionally see someone going to your dormitory to steal things!"
As soon as she mentioned the dormitory, stealing things, etc., Zhang Xiaohui immediately put her head in her hands and screamed in pain.
Her right hand was a little insensitive, and her whole body looked like a puppet with half of her body stiff.
There was a silk thread pulling the right half of her body in mid-air, one after another, which looked very strange.
Zheng Ren held the chopsticks in his left hand. The moment Zhang Xiaohui screamed, he suddenly stood up and stabbed her right eye with the chopsticks.
Zhang Xiaohui was unconscious, her eyes subconsciously looked at Zheng Ren, and she screamed in pain.
"Mr. Zheng!" Feng Xuhui was about to rush forward, but Su Yun pulled him away.
"We're asking for a consultation. Why did you go up to make trouble?" Su Yun said: "The boss stabbed the blind area of the left eye, but Zhang Xiaohui didn't see it. The cortical blindness test is positive, which is a problem with the cerebral cortex."
"Yes." Zheng Ren put down his chopsticks and said, "There is no blinking reflex or avoidance reaction. It is not hysterical blindness or deceitful blindness. It does not appear to be a performative personality."
"What are you considering?" Su Yun asked.
"Consider it reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome." Zheng Ren said.
"Let's do an MRI to see if it's a small problem." Su Yun looked serious.
"The main manifestation is sudden thunderclap-like headache, with or without neurological deficit. Normally, it is diffuse cerebral vasoconstriction that can recover within 3 months.
The clinical manifestations can be a benign process or a rare fatal disease process." Zheng Rendao, "It has been 19 days, and it is estimated that MRI can see bead-like changes. The timing is quite coincidental, if it had been a few days earlier, there wouldn't have been any good solution. "
"Uh..." Feng Xuhui was stunned for a moment and asked confusedly: "What kind of illness is Boss Zheng?"
"To put it simply, Zhang Xiaohui was so frightened that the blood vessels in her brain changed. This situation usually occurs after swimming, exercise, bad mood, fright, or pregnancy." Zheng Rendao.
"..." Feng Xuhui still didn't understand.
"Let's put it this way, it's a situation where the blood vessels in the brain continue to spasm, causing local ischemia." Su Yun said.
This time Feng Xuhui understood.
When Liu Xiaojie saw that the consultation was over, she held Zhang Xiaohui in her arms and asked worriedly: "Mr. Zheng, will Xiaohui's brain suffer from ischemia and necrosis?"
"Normally, it won't happen." Zheng Ren smiled, "When her condition stabilizes, let's go to the hospital together. Do an MRI. If there are bead-like changes, it will be confirmed that it is reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome."
"Generally..." Liu Xiaojie was obviously worried about Zheng Ren's answer.
"If there is an accident, no one can do anything. For example, there may be problems such as a tiny aneurysm rupture. But it is unlikely. It should be reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome. Most patients will have it in about 3 months. Recover on its own." Zheng Ren smiled.
"Mr. Zheng, thank you." Feng Xuhui thanked him repeatedly.
"Stop antidepressants like flupentixol and melitracen immediately." Zheng Ren said seriously.
"No matter what kind of disease it is, it depends on depression and mental illness, and I'm not afraid of eating the dead." Zheng Ren said in a rare voice.
"Boss, why do I feel like you are talking about me?" Su Yun was dissatisfied.
"It's okay. What are you doing?" Zheng Ren said: "The cortical blind test is positive. Wait for the vasospasm to subside and go get a checkup."
"It would be great if there was a recyclable thin stent. You can remove the stent directly." Su Yun said.
"The technique is not up to par, and the vasospasm area... forget it, don't think too wildly," Zheng Ren said.
If you want to treat this disease surgically, there are many technical difficulties, at least it is not possible with the current level of science and technology.
Even Zheng Ren, who is at the peak level of interventional surgery, is not completely sure.
The most important thing is that Zhang Xiaohui's illness will most likely recover on its own in about 3 months, so why spend money and take risks