"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Director Jiang said firmly.
Looking at his expression, Director Wang knew that there was absolutely no way he could convince the man in front of him.
Years of clinical experience have allowed him to form a fixed mindset. Is it caused by persecution delusion caused by allergies and gastrointestinal dysfunction? This diagnosis did not exist in Director Jiang's mind.
As for celiac disease, Director Jiang has no interest in understanding it at all. For him, decades of work experience are enough.
"Director Wang." Dean Wu pondered for a moment.
"Dean Wu, please tell me."
"Let's wait until the results of the test kit come back." Dean Wu is still very cautious. He has seen many patients with mental illnesses. To be honest, he can't believe that wheat allergy caused persecution delusion.
In Dean Wu's mind, the two are countless light years apart, and they are completely unrelated.
It's better to wait until the results come out. Dean Wu is cautious but also looking forward to it. A case was brought up by Director Jiang to be "discussed", but he didn't expect that there was really a problem. What a fuss!
For a moment, Dean Wu was thinking about countless things in his mind. Especially the photo of Director Wang under the brocade flag broke the dimensional wall in thinking. This is definitely a good idea!
A few minutes later, Director Wang and Director Wu received calls from the manufacturer and the director of the inspection department at the same time.
IgA-tTG test positive!
Dean Wu smiled and hung up the phone. Although he didn't know what IgA-tTG was, he knew that Director Jiang, who relied on his elders to support his elders, would lose completely this time.
Slap him in the face in the office
How low is that level? If you really do this, all the years of your career will be in vain. There is no need for a knife to kill, and naturally there will be no blood. Pointing at your nose and swearing is a rough job.
"Director Wang." Dean Wu just pretended that Director Jiang was nothing and didn't exist at all. He stood up and smiled and stretched out his hand, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Dean Wu, you're welcome."
"Boss Zheng also said that he would like to undergo a small intestinal endoscopy. Is it convenient for you?"
"It's convenient. The relevant information is available. Dean Ma specifically asked that this examination be done if possible." Director Wang said.
"Then I will arrange a car to be sent to your hospital for a complete examination. I would also like to ask you to contact me." Dean Wu continued to ask: "As for the patient's treatment..."
"As long as you don't eat pasta, you will gradually get better over a period of time." Director Wang said: "There is no other special treatment. The more troublesome thing is that when the patient is not allowed to eat pescatarian at the beginning, she may suspect that the doctor or family members want to We need to persecute her. We are not professional in this, so you still have to do it."
Is it that simple? Dean Wu was even more determined, and the smile on his face became a little warmer.
"We are specialized in this kind of thing." Dean Wu said with a smile: "There is something else I must trouble you about."
As he said this, he had replaced you with you intentionally or unintentionally, and his tone was a little heavier.
"Dean Wu, you are too polite. We are all colleagues, so there is nothing to worry about." Director Wang said a little cautiously.
"This is Boss Zheng's consultation opinion. If it's convenient for you... I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'm totally clueless about the mental symptoms caused by celiac disease. I don't even know what they are." Dean Wu said.
As he spoke, he smiled slightly, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, as warm and gentle as the spring breeze, without looking at Director Jiang who was standing aside. The old guy should be on pins and needles now, right? He should be confused and not know what happened.
"Uh..." Director Wang looked at Dean Wu cautiously.
From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to get involved in this kind of conflict between the director and the dean of the outer courtyard.
"Can intestinal endoscopy be enough to make a basic diagnosis?" Dean Wu asked.
"The diagnosis has been confirmed by the IgA-tTG examination." Director Wang said: "The purpose of small intestinal endoscopy is to evaluate the stage of the patient's condition and determine the status of intestinal malabsorption, so as to provide reference for future treatment."
"I would also like to trouble you to come here to give a lecture and talk about this disease." Dean Wu said, "Since what happened last time, I have emphasized the need to pay attention to differential diagnosis."
As he spoke, he patted his face with his hand, gently, like a joke, "At the Health Bureau, Professor Su pointed at my nose and asked if you don't do differential diagnosis. My old face was completely lost. "
The office was quiet.
Only the sound of Dean Wu pretending to slap his own company echoed in his heart.
"Recently I am organizing a study activity. It is not easy for us to engage in medical treatment, and our responsibilities are also heavy. A misdiagnosis may delay the patient's life." said President Wu.
The action he had just taken when he patted his own face was like patting Director Jiang's face. Dean Wu didn't care about the expression of Director Jiang, who was about to retire. Do you need to care? As long as he still has a bit of courage in his heart and some sense of shame, I'm afraid he will find a crack in the ground to slip into at this time.
It's time to beat up a drowned dog, so you don't need to care about how miserable a drowned dog is!
When he was at the Health Bureau, he was pointed at and scolded by Professor Su. Why didn't he go? If you are a bitch, you know how to make things difficult for yourself. The cases he sent in by himself hurt his feet. How can he still be a director at this level
Director Wang was a little embarrassed. He was thinking about how to avoid participating in this matter.
But before he could come up with an excuse to refuse, Dean Wu continued with a smile: "I begged Boss Zheng for this matter. I guess Boss Zheng didn't have time, but I had to give him an explanation. "
Director Wang couldn't help but feel moved when he heard what Dean Wu said.
"If you agree, I will say hello to Dean Ma and lend you a day, or you can send someone." Dean Wu figured out what to do in just a moment, and everything went smoothly and flawlessly. .
"The video of the lecture must always be sent to Boss Zheng, and our hospital will also keep this information. This is experience and also a lesson!" said Dean Wu, raising his voice.
Especially the word "teaching a lesson" is said in a clear and concise tone.
"We are not trying to catch up with others, but by chance we got the guidance from Boss Zheng and Professor Su, so we have to have a longer memory." The more Dean Wu said, the more certain he became that he would do well this time.
Director Wang's eyes lit up when he heard that he could be related to Boss Zheng.
"If possible, I will invite Boss Zheng to come once. This is unlikely, but we still have to come to thank him in the future."
After saying that, Dean Wu's face became solemn, and his tone became a little more serious.
"Boss Zheng said that any diagnosis of mental illness must be done with caution. We have not done enough in clinical work over the years. Not enough. It is really sad to think about it now."
These few words started to diss Director Jiang, but Director Jiang didn't understand what happened and was full of doubts. He didn't dare to say any unnecessary words.
"Anyway, I'll contact Boss Zheng to see if he has time to come over on the weekend." Dean Wu said, "I want to trouble you about the lectures, do you think so?"
"good!"
Director Wang agreed without hesitation.