Zheng Ren opened his eyes again and saw Johannes Mandy talking loudly into the phone. It's just that Mandy's figure is a little blurry, or a double image.
After a few seconds, the two figures slowly came together, and then things got a little better.
"I'm awake, it's okay." Zheng Ren said softly.
As soon as I spoke, it felt like a knife was stirring randomly in my head, a ball of paste, and it was terribly uncomfortable.
Zheng Ren suddenly realized that he was still alive!
Surprisingly alive... At the last moment when I lost consciousness, I vaguely saw the established treatment methods for bronchial mucorrhea related to lung adenocarcinoma. The huge data seemed to burst my mind, and then I fainted directly.
Just be alive. Zheng Rengang was about to recall the treatment of bronchial mucorrhea related to lung adenocarcinoma. There were countless stars in front of his eyes. He was hit again by an invisible hammer and almost fainted again.
"Zheng! Are you okay!" Mandy yelled, "I told Master Kerry about you."
"I'm fine." Zheng Ren was so sleepy now that he didn't even dare to say a word loudly.
"Oh my god, seeing the changes in you... Zheng, I think you need to rest." Mandy said continuously.
Do you definitely need to rest? Zheng Ren touched it with his hand and found that he was lying on the ground. It probably happened when he fell.
He couldn't rest yet, and Zheng Ren was worried that he would sleep for 24-48 hours at a stretch after falling asleep to replenish his energy.
It doesn't matter to me, as long as I'm not sucked in, my energy level can slowly recover. As for the sequelae left behind, that is not something we can think about now.
But not small stones.
"Don't move yet." Zheng Ren whispered.
Mandy was stunned for a moment, but she didn't dare to disobey a doctor's "medical advice."
Overcoming dizziness, overcoming countless mushy thoughts in his mind, and overcoming many discomforts after exhaustion of mental power, Zheng Ren tried hard to recall everything he had just seen with his "eyes of truth".
Ten minutes later, Zheng Rencai discovered with great regret that he had only been exposed to the symptomatic treatment of bronchial mucorrhea related to lung adenocarcinoma. How could the rest be cured... He had no idea at all.
I ran out of energy and fainted, but I didn't see that part of the truth. Things were extremely screwed up, and a huge price was paid, but no corresponding benefits were obtained. But at this time, he didn't even have the strength to curse, and whispered: "Mr. Mandy."
Johannes Mandy immediately came over and asked with concern, "Zheng."
"Octreotide, 25 μg/h, administered intravenously with a micropump." Zheng Ren said softly.
Mandy looked at Zheng Ren doubtfully, Octreotide? This seems to be a kind of medicine for gastroenterology. Why should it be given to a patient with lung cancer
"Zheng, I think what you need now is to rest." Johannes Mandy said anxiously: "Your patient is in better condition than you now. Let's wait until you recover."
"No, I have no problem now. Octreotide, give it, immediately!" Zheng Ren said with all his strength, and then his head felt like a knife, but he barely fainted.
"..." Johannes Mandy was speechless.
It is a synthetic octapeptide derivative of natural somatostatin. Its pharmacological effects are similar to somatostatin, but its effect lasts longer.
This drug has a variety of physiological activities, such as inhibiting growth hormone and thyroid stimulating hormone; inhibiting the secretion of gastric acid, pancreatic enzymes, glucagon and insulin.
In addition, it can also reduce gastric motility and gallbladder emptying, inhibit cholecystokinin-secretin secretion, reduce pancreatic secretion, and have a direct protective effect on the pancreatic parenchymal cell membrane.
Clinically, Octreotide is suitable for treating acromegaly, preventing complications after pancreatic surgery, and relieving symptoms and signs related to gastrointestinal endocrine tumors.
The most important role is to treat acute pancreatitis, but now that 16-peptide drugs are available, octreotide is not the first choice.
Because Zheng Ren insisted, Bota Hospital and Johannes Mandy could not refuse, either out of respect for the doctor or out of respect for his own life.
Mandy asked someone to send Zheng Ren to rest. Zheng Ren repeated what he said before and then fell asleep.
Octreotide is administered at a dose of 25 μg/h using a micropump. This treatment is really simple.
Dr. Zheng must have done this to prevent the patient from losing a large amount of body fluids and developing concurrent digestive system disorders, Johannes Mandy made a random guess.
"Mr. Mandy, this medical order is simply nonsense." said an invited diagnostic expert.
"Dr. Karl, the patient belongs to Zheng, and he has the right to do whatever he wants." Johannes Mandy does not care whether the doctor's orders are correct or not. What he needs to care about is Zheng Ren's satisfaction and Christian's satisfaction. Spend.
Responsible to the sponsor, this is the only thing Johannes Mandy has to do, whether it is drug research or anything else.
It is self-evident how important this Dr. Zheng is to the financial owner.
Old Luo Che, who had not left the castle for decades, went to the Imperial Capital twice in a year. This time he was left in the Imperial Capital by Zheng, who came directly to see the patient.
For a moment, Johannes Mandy even began to suspect that the little patient was Dr. Zheng's illegitimate son.
If it weren't for his son, who would have left old Luo Che aside, traveled thousands of miles on a long flight, and even fainted in the ward in the end.
Johannes Mandy knew that he seemed to have guessed the truth. He silently prayed that nothing would happen to Dr. Zheng, and nothing would happen to the little patient!
If Dr. Zheng's illegitimate son died like this, he might be angry with Bota Hospital. No, I have to read all the medical documents again and re-read them in more detail!
In Mandy's opinion, Dr. Zheng's illegitimate son will not live long.
Regardless of whether Dr. Zheng will be angry in the end, he still has to be prepared. Thinking of this, Johannes Mandy said, "Doctor Karl, take care of this little patient."
"I recommend… "
"No, I don't need your advice now. All treatments will be carried out in accordance with Dr. Zheng's instructions." Johannes Mandy said with certainty.
Then he left in a hurry, first went to see Dr. Zheng, and then took someone to sort out Xiao Shitou's medical records.
Dr. Karl shrugged. What Johannes Mandy just said was the easiest way for him.
"Poor little guy." Dr. Karl whispered in German.
The small stones with countless tubes inserted and vital signs maintained by ventilators and other machines have been crushed into powder by the disease.
Karl believed that the death of this little patient was just a matter of time, and that treating him was completely worthless. Moreover, Dr. Zheng’s medication is extremely unprofessional. Is it just Octreotide? It's such a child's play.