After waiting for a while, Zhang Xiaohui's headache eased slightly, and Feng Xuhui drove to 912.
I went to Zhou Litao's place to order an MRI scan of my head and paid for the examination.
20 minutes later, the MRI scan appeared on the screen in the operating room.
The basilar artery and the branches of the left middle cerebral artery had irregular lumens, changing like "beads on a string".
It was a typical MRI image. After seeing the bead-like changes, both Zheng Ren and Su Yun let out a sigh of relief.
Zheng Ren's judgment was correct, reversible cerebral vasoconstriction syndrome.
There was no aneurysm on the MRI images, further reducing the possibility of Zhang Xiaohui's death due to irreversible vasoconstriction.
After taking out the film, Zheng Ren went to explain her problem to Zhang Xiaohui.
"Well, here's the problem." Zheng Ren knew that Zhang Xiaohui couldn't understand MRI, but he still explained it to her patiently.
This behavior will give the patient a certain psychological hint to a certain extent, telling her that the doctor has found out the truth of the matter.
From the perspective of persuasion, Zheng Ren still occasionally criticizes the charm value given to Big Pig Hoof.
What if the charm value breaks through the sky
In the eyes of patients, it is still not as good as Liu Zewei's baldness.
In fact, this is not an absurd conclusion, but a certain rule summarized in daily behavior.
This kind of law is so powerful that even a big pig's hooves has no good way to solve it.
After explaining to Zhang Xiaohui in detail the origin, development and future progress of her condition, as well as how long it would take to get better, both Zhang Xiaohui and Liu Xiaojie's expressions became much calmer.
"Xiao Feng, please send them back." Zheng Ren said.
"Boss Zheng, I'll take you back first." Feng Xuhui thanked him repeatedly.
"We are all our own, why are you being so polite? It doesn't take a long way to go home from here." Zheng Ren said: "You guys go back and rest quickly. Xiaohui's illness will get better by itself after a while. Remember, anti-depression Stop taking the medicine!"
Zheng Ren's final instructions were in a serious tone.
Feng Xuhui wrote it down and left with Liu Xiaojie and Zhang Xiaohui.
"Boss, do you think Feng Xuhui and Liu Xiaojie can make it?" Su Yun looked at the back of the BMW X5 and asked with a smile.
"I always feel that Liu Xiaojie hasn't settled down yet, and it's not a good thing that she is now. That girl looks smart, but in fact she is just smart on the surface. She hasn't figured out what she wants yet." Zheng Ren shook his head.
"You, beautiful love, why do you have to run for the rest of your life?" Su Yun blew a breath, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered.
"Not for marriage..."
"Isn't it normal to be a hooligan? This is a wrong term. The beautiful, sweet first love on campus, using this term, is all a hooligan." Su Yun was disdainful.
Zheng Ren was too lazy to talk to him about this kind of thing.
You can't care about others, just manage the love between yourself and Xie Yi well.
Now I am in a period of time that is even busier than when I was hospitalized. I hope that all this will change after the Nobel Prize review is over.
It was getting late. Zheng Ren came back from Xilin Town. Although he didn't feel tired, he knew it was best to go back and have a good sleep now.
I went to the emergency department and chatted with Zhou Litao for a while, and a trauma patient was sent there. The car accident resulted in rib fractures. It was not a serious illness. Zheng Ren said hello and went home.
There are advantages to living close by, you can go back within walking distance.
"On the day Fu Gui'er and I left, did you take Lao Liu for the surgery?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It was Lao Liu who took me." Su Yun corrected, "I'm just helping Lao Liu, he is already ready."
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded.
"Boss, you are particularly bad at this." Su Yun habitually found fault, "Let go when it's time to let go. Lao Liu traveled thousands of miles to work as a cow and horse, just for the surgery."
Zheng Ren smiled and said nothing.
"Tomorrow, you will check the ward. Sit down and watch the surgery. Lao Liu's level is worse than Fuguier's. But in the TIPS surgery, there is almost no difference." Su Yundao.
"knew."
"What kind of attitude do you have? By the way!" Su Yun suddenly remembered something, "It has been rumored recently that the TIPS surgery project has been nominated for the Nobel Prize. Is this true?"
"I didn't know." Zheng Ren said, "After Dr. Olson returned, I had no contact with the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences. When the number of surgeries is almost enough, I still have to fly to Sweden to see Dr. Mehar."
"No need, Dr. Mehar will perform the surgery again then." Su Yun said with a smile, "Tell me the truth, is there no definite way to solve the problem of hypercoagulation? Or are you deliberately not solving this problem? .”
"How can medical matters be used as a means to blackmail people? Your ideas are too dark and dangerous to be tolerated."
"Tsk, tsk, you are the one with the filthiest thoughts." Su Yundao said.
Zheng Ren was too lazy to pay attention to him. When he returned to his residence, Xie Yi and Chang Yue were already asleep. Only Heizi squatted at the door, wagging his tail, to greet Zheng Ren and Su Yun.
After touching the dog's head, the two of them tiptoed upstairs.
That's the only disadvantage of the large duplex. You can't chat unscrupulously after you come back. You have to be gentle even when you take a shower. Don't disturb Xie Yi and Chang Yue.
After a simple wash, Zheng Ren sat in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dim lights of the imperial capital and Haizi not far away. He took out his mobile phone and browsed randomly.
The blind cortical test just done on Zhang Xiaohui usually used a flashlight. But we didn’t have this condition at the time, so we used chopsticks to test it ourselves, which required a very high level of accuracy.
The energy consumption in that moment was more intense than running thousands of miles.
Sitting leisurely on the top floor and watching the prosperity of the imperial capital, Zheng Ren felt that life was pretty good.
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At midnight, the fountain carnival begins in full swing.
The fountain square was crowded with young couples and singles who came to watch the fun.
According to statistics, this is one of the places with the most marriage proposals in the imperial capital.
At twelve o'clock at midnight, when the fountains are flying and the music is playing, according to statistics, on average, at least 5 boys propose to their favorite girls every day.
Ren Ling was very disdainful of this kind of thing.
She is 20 years old, naturally beautiful, with a good figure, and there is no shortage of love in her life, but she has always refused.
In Ren Ling's opinion, those boys and girls waiting by the fountain to propose or date at 12 o'clock are all stupid.
The most stupid people are the people around me and the singles.
Shouting to promise him, promise him, it was like a collective coercion.
But Fountain Square is pretty good. If you can come here, most of the girls who wait until 12 o'clock will be looking forward to marriage proposals and dating. Well, as long as the girl isn't too stupid.
There are several pairs of lovers who love each other tonight. Ren Ling doesn't care. She has a big event tonight.