The new chief resident of the Department of Gastrointestinal Surgery is named Dong, and he is from outside. He didn't go home after he fell ill. He stayed in his duty room and received an intravenous drip.
After Lao He inquired about it, he told Boss Zheng what was going on there.
Zheng Ren had little impression of the new hospital manager, a tough 912 resident manager. There are not many people as miserable as Zhou Litao. If he really became a tough hospital resident, Zhou Litao would probably cry to death.
Even if you don't cry to death, you will be exhausted sooner or later.
Without going to see Feng Jianguo, Zheng Ren thought there was something fishy about this matter. From Quan Xiaocao's words, Zheng Ren could feel that it was Mr. Dong who was ill, and then Feng Jianguo fell ill again.
If there was no system panel, Zheng Ren would definitely wonder if it was some new, contagious disease.
But it's just an atrioventricular block, which doesn't explain anything at all. The key is that there is no way for this thing to spread from person to person, and heart disease is not an infectious disease.
When he arrived at the gastrointestinal surgery department, Zheng Ren went straight to the duty room of the general resident. Knocking on the door and entering the room, Zheng Ren saw an IV stand and a bottle of half-filled liquid.
A man of about thirty years old was half sitting on the bed, holding a thick reference book and reading it.
"Mr. Dong, you still read when you are sick." Zheng Ren greeted with a smile.
"Uh... Zheng... Boss Zheng? Why are you here?" Mr. Dong almost jumped up from the bed. He was obviously very excited and almost dropped the needle on the back of his hand.
"Lie down, lie down, don't move." Zheng Ren said quickly, "You don't have to be so polite."
"Boss Zheng..." Mr. Dong seemed very reserved. He started to work excitedly and wanted to do something. After all, Boss Zheng came to see me, but it was not a big deal that he had been lying on the bed.
At the very least it would be rude.
Zheng Ren took a glance and saw that the book he was holding was not "Huang Jiasi Surgery" or "Gastrointestinal Surgery", but "Internal Medicine Diagnostics".
"How do you read the internal medicine book, Mr. Dong?" Zheng Ren smiled and sat down on the side, briefly chatting about home affairs so that the atmosphere would not be too awkward.
"I can't move. I feel uncomfortable whenever I move." Mr. Dong sighed, "It's really boring. Let's take a look at the medical certificate."
"I feel uncomfortable when I move, what should I say?" Seeing that Mr. Dong had hit the point, Zheng Ren stopped being hypocritical and polite and asked directly.
"I've had some diarrhea recently, probably from dehydration. When I get up to move around, I feel uncomfortable and dizzy. Twice, my eyes turned red, which shocked me at the time." Mr. Dong scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. Said: "I fell ill just after I became the hospital manager. I really didn't mean it."
"It's okay, everyone gets sick." Zheng Ren said warmly, "Mr. Dong, what's wrong with you recently?"
"Nausea, vomiting, dizziness, once I get sick, I'll sweat profusely, just like I've just taken a sauna." Mr. Dong said sheepishly, "I don't usually feel weak, but after just a few shifts, I'm like this..."
He seemed to have a grudge against falling ill just after he became hospital manager, and kept emphasizing that he didn't do it on purpose.
"Brother Feng said he was not feeling well before the operation just now. He checked an electrocardiogram and found that it was third-degree atrioventricular block." Zheng Ren looked at Mr. Dong, "Have you checked the electrocardiogram?"
"No." Mr. Dong said.
"Let's check it out. I heard that what you said is somewhat similar to Brother Feng's situation." Zheng Ren said, "Don't worry after the investigation is done. Don't worry about it all the time."
"Uh... Boss Zheng, there's no need for that." Mr. Dong smiled, "I'm so young and have no history of heart disease, so it's unlikely that I'll have any problems."
Zheng Ren shook his head slightly, "Not necessarily."
Seeing Boss Zheng's insistence, Mr. Dong didn't know what to say, so he called Nurse Corey to roll the bedside electrocardiograph to do an electrocardiogram for him.
Zheng Ren took the paper spit out from the machine and looked at it bit by bit.
Second degree atrioventricular block, same as Feng Jianguo! Zheng Ren's eyes narrowed, and the abnormal signals on the electrocardiogram echoed in his mind.
There's something wrong with the QRS complex, and it looks like it's narrowing.
How is this going
"Lao He." Zheng Ren said while thinking.
"Boss Zheng." Lao He immediately appeared in front of Zheng Ren.
"How is Brother Feng's side?" Zheng Ren said.
Lao He took out his mobile phone and started to make a call, and quickly said: "Boss Zheng, Brother Yun said that Lao Feng's atrioventricular block is still a problem, but it is estimated that it will become one degree in about an hour."
Looking at Mr. Dong's electrocardiogram and listening to what Lao He said about Su Yun's situation, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered something.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable now, Mr. Dong?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Fortunately, I feel a little dizzy when I stand up, but everything else is fine," said Mr. Dong.
"Please give Mr. Dong some atropine," said Zheng Renhe, a nurse.
The nurse was stunned for a moment, and Mr. Dong didn't understand what happened. He looked at Boss Zheng blankly.
"I suspect you have been poisoned." Zheng Ren said, "The examination is a bit troublesome. Let's perform diagnostic treatment first."
It's just a dose of atropine, and it's not life-threatening. There's no reason to offend Boss Zheng because of this. Mr. Dong nodded and said with a smile: "Boss Zheng, what problem do you suspect?"
"Has anyone else in the department had this symptom recently?" Zheng Ren asked.
"No." Mr. Dong shook his head and felt weird, "I got sick first, and I didn't even know that Professor Feng was also feeling unwell. Others..."
He answered casually at first, maybe because he felt a little careless, so he started to think carefully, and after a few seconds he said with certainty again: "Everyone else is fine, Boss Zheng."
Then it is not a group problem, and it also excludes environmental problems.
For Zheng Ren, the answer is already relatively clear.
"Mr. Dong, have you and Professor Feng eaten the same food? Only the two of you eat." Zheng Ren then asked.
When Mr. Dong heard what Zheng Ren said, his expression was a little strange. He scratched his head and did not answer.
Zheng Ren didn't ask further questions, and waited until he finished pushing the atropine.
While the nurse was drawing medicine, Zheng Ren sent a video call request to Su Yun.
"Huh? It's strange, why would you ask for a video call like a piece of wood?" Su Yun asked straightforwardly after connecting to the video.
"How's Brother Feng's side?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Director Zhang Lin looked at it and said it was fine. However, Director Zhang also felt it was a bit strange. It is rare to see atrioventricular block that is reversible so quickly. I am looking for an answer to the problem."
Before Zheng Ren could continue speaking, Su Yun said again, "Are you in the gastrointestinal surgery department? Have you gone to see Mr. Dong? Boss, you have an idea!"
"Well, I just thought of it. I'll give Mr. Dong a dose of atropine and then see how it goes."
"Uh...what do you suspect?"
"Hellatbor poisoning."