The whole place fell silent for a moment, pulling Zheng Ren out of a mysterious state.
After analysis and differential diagnosis one by one, Zheng Ren himself began to believe that lead poisoning was indeed a possibility, rather than just talking nonsense for some purpose.
He noticed a wheelchair being pushed in. Sitting in the wheelchair was a thin, withered man, his whole body shrouded in black clothes.
No one can be seen, and there is no way to see the system panel.
Zheng Ren's heart moved. Looking at the respectful and cautious expressions of Christian and Wormel, he already knew who this was.
He walked off the stage, came to the man in black, and bowed down. As the field of vision changed, the red system panel of the old man in black rose up.
And the diagnosis above…
Clearly marked as chronic lead poisoning!
Zheng Ren smiled slightly, bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Luo Che."
"Young man, you are very courageous." Old Luo Che looked at Zheng Ren and said slowly.
"It's not that you are brave. I think what you need is a doctor, not a servant who only says yes." Zheng Rendao: "I am sure that you have chronic lead poisoning, because the symptoms of lead poisoning and the symptoms of porphyria The symptoms were too close, so as wise as you were, you ignored them.”
Old Luo Che raised his head and his eyes shot out from his black clothes. He looked at Zheng Ren with sharp eyes, like a poisonous snake in a dark corner.
Zheng Ren was calm as usual, with no look of awe from others.
"Before the physical examination, everything was a differential diagnosis and a guess. But after seeing you, I was sure of this." Zheng Ren said with certainty.
"Um?"
"The legendary King George was tied to a chair by his subordinates because of an acute attack of porphyria. He was given compulsory cocktail treatment until he was later sent to Windsor Castle to live in isolation, where Forever."
"In 2003, Professor Martin Warren of the University of Kent in the UK discovered high levels of arsenic in hair samples of George III that were preserved for later generations."
"Young man, what does this have to do with me?" Old Luo Che felt that Zheng Ren was getting more and more interesting.
"Mr. Luo Che, what I'm talking about is just a certain history. Heavy metal elements can destroy your strong body. The same is true for arsenic trioxide. The same is true for lead." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "Your eyes have pigments caused by heavy metal poisoning. Signs of composure. Very slight, which also proves your body’s powerful metabolism and anti-toxic ability.”
Old Luo Che's sleeves trembled slightly.
Zheng Ren discovered this keenly and felt extremely happy.
Luck is really useful. I just wanted to bury a thorn, but ended up overturning the entire table.
Dare to stand arrogantly in front of yourself and use a condescending tone to make yourself
"Mr. Luo Che, the examination is actually very simple. I think it is not difficult for you to measure blood lead and urine lead. As for treatment, all the experts here know how to remove lead from your body. Drive them out.”
"I don't know the cause of your lead poisoning. If possible, please ensure my personal safety." Zheng Ren said with a smile, without any hint of timidity or concern for his own life.
"Okay, now that you are here, there is no need to continue with my diagnosis and differential diagnosis. Testing is an objective standard. Even if I say 10,000 words, it won't be as convincing as the numbers from the blood samples."
"How did you judge?" Old Luo Che raised his hand and easily took off the black hood on his head. His hair was sparse. Although it could be seen that he was weak... But Zheng Ren had a feeling that this was all camouflage.
The old man in front of him was definitely not as frail as the medical records described.
Zheng Ren knew that there must be some weird conspiracy involved, and it fit perfectly with these people who suffer from congenital porphyria.
"It's just a normal differential diagnosis. Every doctor will do it. I think the reason why others didn't notice it is because they know your majesty and power." Zheng Ren smiled.
"What about you?" Old Luo Che looked at Zheng Ren and asked leisurely.
"Me? I'm just a doctor." Zheng Ren said.
"Collect blood." Old Luo Che stretched out an arm.
Just as several family members were about to move, Old Luo Che immediately stopped. All members of the Bruch family were restricted from moving around at will, and blood collection was done by Dr. Rudy.
Time is difficult, but Zheng Ren doesn't think so.
How many people die here has nothing to do with me.
Whether you want to win the Nobel Prize or not is your own business. But if anyone dares to tell him that you are not worthy, Zheng Ren will have to make him pay with blood.
No matter what happens next, Roche Bruch has already drawn a tube of blood.
While waiting for the results, Zheng Ren bowed slightly again and said: "Mr. Luo Che, please allow me to see a film."
"What movie?"
"Dr. Rudy's wife is critically ill. I just took a look at the film. I think there are not many people in this world who are sure of successful surgery, and I happen to be one of them." Zheng Rendao: "Your diagnosis has come to an end. What's left? What I want is to slowly recover my body, and I hope everything I do can satisfy you."
After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he turned back to the operating table, looked at Dr. Rudy and said, "Can you please bring up your wife's film and show it to me?"
Dr. Rudy was already confused.
After living in this gloomy old castle for several months, I only met Master Luo Che once, and he didn't say a word.
Today this young doctor is talking nonsense, why did Mr. Luo Che come here in a wheelchair
Also had a cordial conversation with him.
No, what did he just say? Can he solve his wife's problem with surgery
"Dr. Rudy, are you listening to me?" Zheng Ren asked.
There was silence in the entire hall, only Zheng Ren's voice sounded.
"Uh..." Dr. Rudy's movements were a little slow, but there was no delay. He immediately called up the movie and displayed it on the large LED screen.
Zheng Ren seemed to be reading a film at 912. He held his chin with his right hand and put his left hand under his arm, looking at the image data carefully.
The large LED screen here is too big and looks high-end, but it is actually very troublesome to watch movies.
Although the resolution is high, Zheng Ren had to keep turning his head when reading the film.
"I am Rudy from King's College Hospital in London, England." Rudy came over, stretched out his hand, and carefully expressed his kindness as much as possible.
Although this man looked young, he made Master Luo Che show up in person.
Zheng Ren watched the film intently and seemed not to notice Dr. Rudy's greeting.
But then a hand reached out enthusiastically, holding Dr. Rudy's hand, "Hello, doctor, I am Boss Zheng's assistant, Su Yun."
“…”
"Dr. Rudy, Mayo sent a message back. Dr. Charles is not feeling well and said he can't come." Rudy's assistant suddenly interrupted the conversation.
"Who has time in Mayo?" Rudy asked hurriedly.
"None of the three people who could possibly complete the operation can come," the assistant said in frustration.
"Dr. Rudy, Dr. Charles no longer performs surgeries, why are you looking for him?" Su Yun asked in surprise.
"Dr. Charles is the doctor who has performed the most successful operations of this kind in the world!" Rudy's face turned a little red. He was sorry that Dr. Charles could not come.
"Looking for him to watch the stage?" Su Yun almost laughed.
"Yes, Dr. Charles is here. I think the operation will be successful. What's wrong?" Rudy was a little confused.
"The boss is a visiting professor at Mayo. When we went to Mayo for consultation a month ago, we had a cordial conversation with Dr. Charles. I think if you agree to the boss's surgery, tell Mayo immediately, and Dr. Charles will fly over to watch it live. "
"..." Rudy was stunned for a moment.