"It's possible, but the incidence rate of neurocysticercosis is too low. After everyone disperses, we stay and watch movies on the computer." Zheng Rendao.
Lin Yuan smiled happily when he saw that Boss Zheng did not deny his diagnosis. From the corner of his eye, Director Wei caught a glimpse of the swaying ponytail and a smile like the morning sun, and was startled.
Look at Boss Zheng’s style, tsk tsk.
When I was young... Not to mention that time, now I don't dare to be arrogant enough to take Quan Xiaocao out to attend a hospital-wide consultation.
I have to say that Boss Zheng is really kind.
"Boss Zheng, what else do you have in mind?" Lin Yuan asked in a low voice when he saw that Zheng Ren was still watching the movie.
"Tuberculosis is also possible, and detailed identification needs to continue. However, I remember that Director Mao did not have a history of tuberculosis before." Zheng Ren said while recalling the previous medical records.
"I don't remember either." Director Wei agreed.
"Well, there is no history of low-grade fever, night sweats, loss of appetite, general fatigue, or listlessness. Tuberculosis can basically be ruled out." Zheng Rendao.
"Why don't we start with the analysis of neurocysticercosis?" Lin Yuan asked.
She didn't understand. Now that she had found a direction, shouldn't she continue to study it
Boss Zheng just said one sentence and stopped talking about it. It looked so strange.
"Because if it is epilepsy induced by cysticercosis... there is only one head CT now. If we do a head MRI, we will find a well-defined low-signal area in T1-weighted imaging and a high-signal area in T2-weighted imaging." Zheng Ren explained simply, "I guess the diagnosis of neurocysticercosis is unlikely."
"..." Lin Yuan was stunned.
What kind of skill is it to analyze MRI from CT? She didn't understand what Boss Zheng said at all.
Lin Yuan's eyes widened and he waited for Boss Zheng to continue to explain, but Zheng Ren didn't speak, still thinking about his condition.
In the past, when Su Yun was the only one around, I didn't think this guy was any strong.
But people, there is no harm without comparison. After Lin Yuan, a Harvard Ph.D., came, the contrast was simply too obvious.
For example, if you use CT images to restore and reconstruct the possibility of neurocysticercosis and convert it into MRI data, you will find that the possibility is not high and it is not worth investigating at all.
Su Yun could do this, although it was a little slower than him.
But Lin Yuan couldn't do it.
Zheng Ren was really too lazy to explain. He continued to ponder while looking at the CT images.
"Boss Zheng, the hospital is really anxious this time." Director Wei gossiped in a low voice.
"Um?"
"At Director Mao's house... her mother came to the hospital today and sat in Director Yan's office making a fuss... I can't even call it a fuss." Director Wei lowered his voice and said.
"What's all the fuss about?" Zheng Ren wondered.
"Isn't this the recent spate of illnesses? Director Mao's mother began to present the facts and reason with Dean Yan. The work pressure was too great and inhumane, which eventually led to a decrease in the body's immunity, which caused so many things to happen next. Son."
Zheng Ren did not comment on this.
The work pressure is high, and hospitalization is also a total work pressure? For half a year to a year, I had room and board in the hospital every day and didn't even have a girlfriend. Is this how people live
I haven't seen anyone who never survives being hospitalized.
When he thought of this, a few small freckles fluttered in front of Zheng Ren's eyes. Zhou Litao is already gearing up to find a girlfriend. I hope he goes well.
However, Zheng Ren quickly turned his attention to Director Mao's condition in front of him.
"Director Wei, have you done Director Mao's physical examination?" Zheng Ren asked.
"A simple physical examination was done at the neurology department, and the endocrinology and rheumatology department wanted to do other things. Maybe it took a long time, and it was a coincidence. I encountered a major epileptic seizure again, and my family was not happy."
"Director Mao's mother?"
"Well, tell me what happened." Director Wei was also a little unhappy.
On the one hand, I have known Director Mao for many years, and I hope she is safe. Although Director Wei won't think too much about things like promotion in the future, and it has nothing to do with him, he still has an instinctive hope for at least his health.
But they are not even allowed to do a physical examination, which is very annoying.
Zheng Ren could vaguely imagine the situation at that time. The patient's family members roared and the endocrinology and rheumatology and immunology doctors were kicked out.
It doesn't matter if we give up treatment, but if we don't allow anything to be done and we still need a clear diagnosis, this will be very difficult.
Seeing Boss Zheng start to think about it, Director Wei suddenly felt something in his heart and asked: "Boss Zheng, have you considered it?"
Zheng Ren nodded and looked at Director Feng of the Department of Rheumatology and Immunology who was speaking.
"Director Feng is right. I also think it may be due to some kind of disease caused by low calcium." Zheng Rendao.
There are too many diseases that can be thought of when blood calcium is lowered, but there is no clear direction for this.
Director Feng was talking about his judgment. He did not say a specific diagnosis. He just suggested doing a B-ultrasound to check the thyroid gland.
"Boss Zheng, thyroid? What disease are you considering?" Director Wei asked.
Rheumatic and immune diseases are really extremely difficult.
That is a matter in another dimension. Other departments, even senior directors like Director Wei, have not gotten involved.
Rheumatology and immunology in ordinary small hospitals only look at rheumatism. But 912's rheumatism immunity is just like what Su Yun said. These words mean difficult and complicated diseases.
"Pseudohypoparathyroidism, I think Director Feng is considering this disease." Zheng Rendao.
"Boss Zheng, this diagnosis is unlikely." Lin Yuan said while biting his fingers.
Zheng Ren turned around and saw her biting her fingernails. He reached out and picked up a ball pen on the table, and like a hemostat, he drew it on her radial protrusion.
"Ah..." Lin Yuan was in pain and accidentally shouted out.
"Huh?" Vice President Yuan looked at Director Feng making a diagnosis and glanced at Lin Yuan from time to time.
Dean Lin, Vice Dean Yuan thinks this matter is very interesting and will report it to Dean Yan later.
This habit of biting my fingernails is exactly the same as when I was a child. Even now, I have not gotten rid of this habit.
But he was also shocked when he saw Boss Zheng tapping Lin Yuan's radial protrusion with a ball pen without hesitation.
If he really wants to fight, Lao Lin can't come to Dean Yan to fight for his life!
"Boss Zheng." Vice President Yuan coughed and stopped Director Feng's words. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Boss Zheng standing up.
"Dean, I agree with Director Feng's point of view."
Director Feng was also stunned for a moment. He just had a vague judgment and suggested improving relevant inspections. Boss Zheng now started to agree with his point of view
The main reason is that I don’t know what my point of view is, and there are several situations that require differential diagnosis.
"I think it's pseudohypoparathyroidism. Let's do a thyroid B-ultrasound to check." Zheng Rendao: "You can make a relevant judgment after doing it."