The door was still open, but I was so anxious that I didn't have time to close it when I was carrying the man in black downstairs.
Mr. Xie wore an apron and was still busy.
"Is everything okay?" Chang Yue took the bowls and chopsticks and arranged them neatly. He caught a glimpse of Zheng Ren and Su Yun coming back and asked casually.
"You almost killed a mysterious big shot just now. Now you are in trouble." Su Yundao said.
"Huh? Are you talking about this fish? The third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea? He and Nezha have reconciled." Chang Yue said casually.
Zheng Ren felt that under Su Yun's guidance, even Chang Yue had become much more talkative.
This mouth is no longer the Chang Yue it used to be.
Su Yun closed the door and went to wash his hands without explaining to Chang Yue. He thought for a while and said: "Boss, let's take a shower and meet again in three minutes."
Zheng Ren nodded.
"What's wrong?" Xie Yi wiped his hands on his apron and asked.
"Peeling garlic, there is garlic juice on my hands, which made the porphyria patient sick." Zheng Ren quickly walked to the bathroom on the first floor and asked: "Which towel is yours?"
"I'm here to find you." Xie Yi prepared everything Zheng Ren needed for a bath, as if setting up a table. "Is the patient okay?"
"He probably won't die." Zheng Ren said: "He drove here in a RV. I took a look and it was a European brand. There is a lot of space inside, and a lot of first aid equipment is prepared, including whole blood."
"furrior elysium?" the Shay man asked suddenly, his eyes flashing.
"What is that?" Zheng Ren was confused.
"The RV designed by an American company is said to be the largest one before modification." Xie Yiren said: "I want to buy one, but my dad said it is too tiring to drive. By the way, if it is fully equipped, the RV will be equipped with a helicopter. Yes, it can be parked on top of the RV.”
"..." Zheng Ren was not interested in these luxuries and began to take off his clothes.
Xie Yiren paused for a moment, but turned around and went out the next second. She closed the door, but there was a crack. She covered her mouth and said with a smile, "If you need anything, call me."
"Oh." Zheng Ren was so full of porphyria that he didn't notice Xie Yiren's smile.
If this guy can find a girlfriend, he really saved the galaxy in his previous life.
Three minutes later, Zheng Ren walked out of the bathroom.
Su Yun came down from upstairs, and the two of them began to change shoes.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Xie Yi asked.
Chang Yue took out a bottle of red wine from the refrigerator and said, "They are going to see if the emergency treatment of porphyria patients has been successful. I guess it will be just the two of us."
"Oh." Xie Yi was a little disappointed.
"Drink some red wine to help you sleep." Chang Yue said, "Su Yun, you just drank, stay away from the patient."
"I'll go!" Su Yun seemed to suddenly remember something and hit his head against the wall.
"Uh..." Zheng Ren also remembered that porphyria patients also have side effects on alcohol.
"When I go to Europe this time, I probably won't be able to drink alcohol all the way." Su Yun's black hair floated feebly in front of his forehead.
The originally thought charter flight and the medieval wine stored in the cellar of a mysterious European family disappeared without a trace like smoke.
Su Yun was disappointed.
What disease is bad, it has to be porphyria.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t see the light, but you can’t drink alcohol, isn’t this life-threatening!
"Go and get busy, Yiren, let's have a drink." Chang Yue sat at the table and uncorked the red wine without looking at Su Yun.
"Bang" sound.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun also went out.
"Boss, what kind of first aid do you think they used?" Su Yun asked feebly.
I guess this guy has been thinking about it but has no answer.
Zheng Ren shook his head. It was definitely not surgery, but some kind of medicine or something weirder.
Because no experimental subjects were seen in the system operating room just now, the possibility of surgical operation was ruled out.
There was silence all the way, and the two returned downstairs.
Furrior Elysium's RV was still parked there with the door closed.
Su Yun smiled, took out the cigarette, and with a flick of his wrist, a cigarette jumped out halfway and appeared in front of Zheng Ren.
"How long will the rescue last?"
"Who knows." Zheng Ren took out the cigarette and held it in his mouth.
"Do you think a lot of little bats will appear when you open the door?" Su Yun lit two cigarettes, took a puff and said with a smile.
"It's just a patient with congenital porphyria. You've watched too much of The Twilight Zone." Zheng Ren recalled the silent diagnosis and said lightly.
"There is something strange. As far as I know, other known congenital diseases are being studied by research groups at major research institutions around the world. But only congenital porphyria has no one paying attention, and no one is thinking about it at all." Su Yundao , "Tell me, isn't it weird?"
"Maybe." Zheng Ren said: "I dislike them less and less. This time I will do the task quietly and come back directly after finishing it."
The two of them smoked silently, as if they were back in their college days, squatting on the side of the road and watching the young female classmates coming and going.
Unfortunately, although he was facing a furrior elysium, he didn't know if bats would fly out of it. Su Yun had no idea of whistling at him.
This is a bit of a pity.
After waiting for ten minutes, Su Yun felt tired from standing, so he squatted down and started smoking his second cigarette.
"Smoking less is not good for your health." Zheng Ren said.
"If you don't smoke, don't drink, you are walking in this world in vain." Su Yun said disdainfully: "All kinds of bad hobbies, those that harm the body, those that violate morals, and those that make people fat will bring you more pleasure."
"Why do we need so much pleasure? Calm observation, analysis, then diagnosis and treatment are what we should do." Zheng Rendao.
"So you are boring." Su Yundao said, "In life, we can't be like you..."
Just as he was talking, Su Yun's cell phone rang.
"Hey, Lao Zhao."
"Uh... we have something going on here, please take a look first."
"Okay, got it."
After saying that, Su Yun hung up the phone, stood up suddenly with a cigarette in his mouth.
"What's wrong?"
"There was a patient with myocardial infarction who underwent bypass surgery through open thoracotomy. His postoperative condition was not very good. Old Zhao was worried about that," Su Yundao said.
"Heart attack?"
"Yes, combined with moyamoya disease." Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren frowned, feeling a little heavy.
Moyamoya disease is a cerebrovascular disease of unknown etiology, characterized by chronic progressive stenosis or occlusion of the ends of the bilateral internal carotid arteries and the beginnings of the anterior cerebral artery and the middle cerebral artery, followed by the formation of an abnormal vascular network at the base of the skull. disease.
Because this abnormal vascular network at the skull base looks like "smoke" on cerebral angiography images, it is called moyamoya disease.
Combined with myocardial infarction... It was a surgical attack. The patient developed moyamoya disease reaction after surgery. Did he have cerebral infarction or epilepsy
Or something else
No matter what it was, the disease was very serious. Zhao Yunlong called Su Yun because he was afraid that the patient might not be able to bear it any longer.
Zhao Yunlong's level is extremely high, at least an order of magnitude higher than that of the second-tier "slow man" professor.
He has to call for help, things are getting serious!