Life still has to go on and will not stop because of certain things.
After experiencing the baptism of another vicious incident, the medical staff had no time to grieve, and the sun rose as usual the next day.
Zheng Ren had a good night's sleep and felt much better.
I feel a little uncomfortable, probably because I only wore Su Yun's sweater yesterday and walked around in the cold wind and caught a cold.
Zheng Ren didn't take it seriously. It was when he was in his best health and he didn't care at all if he felt slightly uncomfortable. What he was worried about was what he should bring to the Xie people when he returned to Haicheng.
What Su Yun said made sense, and Zheng Ren knew it.
While thinking about it, Zheng Ren was wondering, what should I bring back
This question was far more difficult for Zheng Ren than performing a difficult surgery.
After thinking about it, it's strange that a straight man like Zheng Ren can come up with the answer. He finally decided that after the operation, he would take a day to take Su Yun to buy something for him.
Seeing how Su Yun is so popular with girls, he probably also buys things for girls.
So if you don’t understand something yourself, you should have no problem asking Su Yun.
After getting the answer, Zheng Ren stopped being anxious and started to turn on his phone quietly, chatting with Xie Yiren and others in the group while reading novels.
This time I have time and I have read enough novels.
Su Yun was lying on the bed in the duty room, fiddling with his cell phone, completely unaware that Zheng Ren was plotting against him.
In the middle of the order, Su Yun suddenly said: "A few buddies from the General Surgery Department wanted to come over to see you, but I refused."
"Huh? What are you looking at me doing?" Zheng Ren was immersed in the world of the novel and asked casually.
"Of course it's because of Fang Lin." A trace of ridicule appeared on Su Yun's lips, "You are so awesome, did you know that, Boss Zheng?"
Boss Zheng, he pronounces the three words in a very strong voice and is full of sarcasm. He is born to be a "T" material.
Zheng Ren had no idea, "I don't know."
"I told them, you are on intravenous drip, don't bother. When we go down later, we will go to the general surgery to have a look." Su Yun was not angry because of Zheng Ren's soft nails, and continued to talk leisurely: "At noon What do you want to eat? I'll take you out for a bite to eat. It's so boring to come to the Imperial Capital and drink with them every day."
"Do you know how bored you are? Are your hands itchy after not having surgery for a few days?" Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"I don't have that problem with you."
After saying that, Su Yun continued to play with his mobile phone, as if the previous conversation between the two of them did not exist at all.
After ordering, Su Yun took Zheng Ren through the fire escape and went directly to the General Surgery Department.
As soon as he entered the gate, Zheng Ren heard a hoarse cry of pain.
A front-line doctor was pushing a flat cart. Lying on the flat cart was a fourteen-year-old boy, holding his stomach and rolling around in the cart. The situation was urgent, they probably had to go for a check-up and hurried out.
After taking a look at the patient, Zheng Ren stopped.
"Hey, let's go, you're blocking my way." Su Yun lowered his head and followed Zheng Ren, almost bumping into Zheng Ren with his head.
"Oh." Zheng Ren responded.
"What? The patient has a problem?" Su Yun joked.
"Let the second line prepare for emergency surgery." Zheng Ren said.
"I call you boss twice. You really think of yourself as the big boss of general practice. Do you know what kind of disease the patient has? I see that you are showing more and more signs of transforming into a witch doctor. When will you become a witch doctor? Remember to tell me in advance, but never change on the operating table." Su Yun sprayed habitually.
"Did you see the mole on the corner of the patient's mouth on the flatbed car?" Zheng Ren asked suddenly.
Does this have anything to do with surgery
Su Yun was startled for a moment, his words were interrupted by Zheng Ren, and he couldn't remember anything he said.
"Do you know there is a disease called Peutz-Jeghers syndrome? It is also called PJ syndrome." Zheng Ren asked as he walked.
"..." Su Yun rarely hesitated.
"The patient looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old. He had dense moles at the corners of his mouth and also on his fingers."
"Are you going to do cosmetic surgery?" Su Yun was obviously aware that Zheng Ren was describing the patient's condition, but he still said it habitually, even if this sentence would be slapped in the face later.
"PJ syndrome is a genetic disease that mainly manifests as polyps in multiple places in the digestive tract. The small intestine is the most common. Polyps in the stomach, colon, and rectum can also be seen in some patients." Zheng Ren said seriously.
"Wait..." Su Yun walked a few steps quickly, caught up with Zheng Ren, and asked, "What does it have to do with abdominal pain?"
"Most patients with PJ syndrome will have moles on their hands, feet, and corners of the mouth, which are actually polyps."
"It's like I didn't say anything." Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren bitterly, "I asked you what it has to do with abdominal pain!"
He spoke every word, viciously.
"Most of the polyps in this disease are pedunculated. The polyps are not necessarily the same size, but they have long pedicles, which is the cause of intussusception." Zheng Rendao: "Have you ever seen a doctor for ovarian cyst pedicle torsion?"
At this moment, Zheng Ren's sense of majesty as a superior doctor was overwhelming!
That's what doctors are like, I can understand it but you can't, so I naturally feel a great sense of superiority.
Su Yun was a little confused.
I have never heard of pj syndrome. I don’t know how to learn or identify this clinically rare and rare disease.
Even if he is Su Yun, it won't work.
He used to be a graduate student in cardiothoracic surgery, and he was really not very professional in general surgery.
"Brother Yun, here we come." The second-line hospital resident heard Su Yun's voice and came out to welcome him.
When he saw Zheng Ren, he immediately extended his hand enthusiastically, "Boss Zheng, finally you have some free time today."
"He has to be free, and you have to be busy." Su Yun said coldly.
The hospital manager was about to give Zheng Ren a warm handshake when he was startled when he heard what Su Yun said.
"What's your surname?" Zheng Ren stretched out his right hand, shook it with the general surgery resident, and asked.
"Boss Zheng, you're welcome. My surname is Wang."
"Old Wang, please ask the front line whether the patient has a large number of moles on the soles of his feet and palms." Su Yun asked anxiously.
"Uh..." The hospital manager was stunned again, but then he realized something, frowned, and asked, "Do you suspect PJ syndrome?"
"If Boss Zheng is suspicious, you can ask." Su Yun said.
"I originally considered strangulating intestinal obstruction and planned to do a CT scan and then perform emergency surgery." Mr. Wang pondered, "If it is PJ syndrome, then surgery will be performed immediately."
pj syndrome is an extremely rare genetic disease. Although the tertiary hospitals in imperial capital claim that difficult and complicated diseases are common diseases, pj syndrome is really rare.
Because the disease usually occurs in an emergency, Mr. Wang only listened to the professor's talk and did not notice the moles at the corners of the patient's mouth and fingers at all when he first received the diagnosis.
"Hey, it's me. Check immediately to see if there are any moles on the patient's palms and soles of his feet."
Mr. Wang was also a straightforward person, so he immediately picked up the phone and called.
"Okay, after the examination, I will push it back immediately for pre-operative preparation!"
Putting down the phone, Mr. Wang looked at Zheng Ren with a strange expression, "Boss Zheng, you also have many moles on the soles of your feet."
"Well, then prepare for the surgery."