Zheng Ren nodded. Zhou Litao's emergency diagnosis was quite accurate.
Electrolyte imbalance in the body may lead to complications such as coma and convulsions. At the same time, kidney function may be abnormal, so there is no need to warn him about this.
Then just wait for the test results.
Zheng Ren turned around and walked out of the emergency room.
When he came to the hall, he saw that the system panels of several men and women driving with the 120 ambulance were all red. They stood listlessly by the wall with dark circles under their eyes.
This group of people seemed very nervous, but their expressions were dull. When I walked out in white clothes, I didn't even ask how the patient was doing.
"Are you the patient's..." Zheng Ren asked.
"Uh, doctor, we are Zhou Qiang's colleagues." A young man seemed to be more conscious, paused for less than two seconds, and replied.
"Why do you look so tired?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Working overtime, catching up with one..." As he said this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and then he remembered and asked, "Doctor, is Zhou... the patient okay?"
"We don't know yet. It depends on the test results." Zheng Ren said clearly.
However, these people in front of me have some understanding of the equipment and have seen the values on the ECG monitoring.
Although I don’t understand medicine, I still know the simple vital signs.
So they are not very nervous.
At this time, only Zheng Ren was the most nervous.
"When did this happen to him?" Zheng Ren continued to ask.
"Half an hour ago." Another person said listlessly: "While working, Lao Zhou suddenly went crazy. He hit me with a water glass, but luckily I dodged."
"Um?"
"Doctor, if I hadn't escaped, I would have been the one sent here now." The man also breathed, "I didn't even pay attention to my body's own reaction. I'm still scared to think about it now."
Psychiatric symptoms
Zheng Ren was immediately interested.
It's not simply acute renal failure, but mental symptoms and violent tendencies.
"Well, then there was nothing to smash, so I started throwing documents. It made a mess, and I have to clean it up when I get back. I can't do it anymore, so I'll sit down and sleep for a while, and call me when there is a letter."
A female colleague's body was limp, like a zombie, she sat down on the red chair next to her and fell asleep. A colleague pulled her, but she shook her hand away with an impatient look on her face.
No one or anything in the world can stop her from moving towards the red hard plastic chair.
Zheng Ren didn't ask a few questions. Several of the patient's colleagues were exhausted and fell asleep, unable to ask any questions about his medical history. And everyone was very irritable. If he continued to ask reluctantly, Zheng Ren suspected that they would also break things.
Seeing them sitting down and going to sleep almost instantly, Zheng Ren sighed.
"Let me go, are blessings so powerful now?" Su Yun looked at these colleagues and asked in surprise.
Zheng Ren glanced at the patient. His struggle was much weaker, and... he started to snore.
This is also asleep.
Why are you always more tired than being in the hospital? Zheng Ren didn't understand.
"Boss, I think you are right, that dictionary does exist." Su Yun said with a smile, but he didn't see the slightest sign that he thought Zheng Ren was right.
Zheng Ren shook his head and started calling Cui Heming.
"Where's Lao Cui?"
"We're almost there." Zheng Ren glanced at the people who were sleeping around and looking for help.
This is the first time that I have encountered a situation where someone fell asleep while asking for medical history.
Soon, Cui Heming came to the emergency department.
Zheng Ren took a look first and saw that his system panel was also red. But there was only one diagnosis of grade 3 essential hypertension, and there were no fatal diseases such as dissection.
As long as everything is fine, Zheng Ren waved.
"Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng, are you okay?" Cui Heming asked anxiously.
"It seems that everything is fine for the time being." Zheng Ren still spoke vaguely, and he immediately asked: "Old Cui, what's going on?"
"I don't know. I was working when I heard a commotion outside. I went out to take a look, but I was hit on the head by a folder... "
Zheng Ren really had no choice this time. Cui Heming was talking garbled and it seemed that he was not in a very good condition.
"Old Cui, you are working too hard." Su Yun said: "Be careful, you will earn your life, but you will lose your life."
"Doctor Su, if you don't work hard, let alone spend money, you may not be able to survive." Cui Heming smiled bitterly and said: "This is not a big job. If you can get it on time, you won't have to worry about it within a year at least. "
He said there was no need to worry, but Cui Heming's face was filled with anxiety.
He caught a glimpse of several employees who were sleeping in various places on the hard plastic chairs. He saw that their energy was getting weaker and weaker, and they even fell asleep standing up.
"Old Cui!" Zheng Ren called him quickly.
If Cui Heming also fell asleep, the next thing would be difficult to handle.
The patient looked to be in his early thirties. He was so young and developed acute renal failure. Zheng Ren suspected that it was related to the medication.
The source must be found before appropriate treatment can be given.
Otherwise, if we just treat renal failure... Most of the cases will be fine, but Zheng Ren is worried that there will be other changes.
The older one gets, the less courageous he becomes. This is true.
The explosive bleeding of the girl who ate the rat poison still makes Zheng Ren frightened when he thinks about it now.
Although she has been discharged from the hospital safely, who can guarantee that the person in front of her will be fine.
Cui Heming sobered up a little, but only a little.
He reluctantly opened his eyes and glanced at Zheng Ren irritably, full of anger.
"Old Cui, did the patient have any illnesses before?" Zheng Ren took the time to ask.
"I'm not sick, I'm in good health." Cui Heming said: "After I became sick, thanks to his persistence, the company was able to operate normally. This time, I guess I was under too much pressure and had an emotional breakdown."
Emotions? Not necessarily, Zheng Ren thought.
"Does he have high blood pressure, coronary heart disease, and diabetes? Does he take any oral medications every day?" Zheng Ren continued to ask.
"No..." Cui Heming tried hard to remember, but couldn't remember what medicine Zhou Qiang usually took.
He is only in his early thirties. At most, he may have some diseases such as fatty liver, but he rarely suffers from serious illnesses. But thinking of this, Cui Heming thought of his classmate and sighed deeply.
"What?" Zheng Ren saw that he was not in a good mood and did not dare to dig deeper, so he just asked casually.
Cui Heming talked about what happened to his classmates in Yangcheng, which was a bit sad.
But no matter how sad I am, it’s still hard to resist the endless fatigue that comes in waves like a tide.
I was worried about Zhou Qiang's safety before, fearing that he would die before he got to the hospital, so his body secreted a lot of adrenaline and dopamine.
At this moment, seeing that Zhou Qiang's vital signs were stable and he was asleep, Cui Heming felt a little calmer.
The hormone levels in his body faded, and Cui Heming could no longer hold on. The fatigue accumulated over many days overwhelmed him.
Seeing his eyelids fighting and clearly unable to hold on, Zheng Ren sighed.