"Please speak," Zheng Ren said.
Generally, patients' family members treat guests to dinner because they want to communicate with the doctor, so that it will be easier to see a doctor in the future.
But it seems that this kind of problem should not be considered by the richest man in Haicheng. Zheng Ren vaguely felt that it was another troublesome matter.
"Then I'll trouble you, Doctor Zheng." Bu Li clapped his hands, and a female assistant walked in with a pile of films in her hand.
"This is my brother's film." Bu Li said.
Zheng Ren noticed that when Bu Li mentioned the word brother, there was some unspeakable boredom in his eyebrows.
"Make Dr. Zheng laugh, he is my half-brother." Bu Li was keenly aware of Zheng Ren's thoughts for a moment, explained, and then continued: "He has had nasal ulceration in the past six months, and no matter how he treats it, It’s not getting better.”
This should be seen by the Erbimonkey Department. I am a general surgeon. Zheng Ren cursed and listened carefully.
"The first-class domestic experts considered it to be nasal NK/T cell lymphoma, but they did three pathological tissue biopsies and the test results were all inflammation." Bu Li said: "The old man was too worried and too nervous. Later, pancreatic cancer was discovered during the examination. "
Zheng Ren was not interested at all in the grievances between wealthy families, even though he had already outlined countless grievances and grievances between the richest family in Haicheng from Bu Li's words.
This kind of gossip can kill people, Zheng Ren doesn't want to touch it.
So he picked up a thick stack of films and was about to look at the light when the assistant next to Bu Li immediately brought in a brand new reader from outside.
What a professional, Zheng Ren admired in his heart, he is worthy of being the richest man in Haicheng.
"I want to see the patient with my own eyes."
"He's a little irritable, so he probably shouldn't be allowed to undergo a physical examination," Bu Li said.
"Just take a look. I already have a rough guess." Zheng Ren said.
Without seeing the patient, how would I know if it is nasal NK/T-cell lymphoma? Specialists who have been working for decades cannot make a diagnosis, but you actually asked a general surgeon to make a diagnosis. Is this considered indiscriminate medical treatment for an emergency
But luck seems to be good, and I met myself who has the system by my side.
Zheng Ren's words made Bu Li and the Third Master stunned for a moment, and looked at each other. The Third Master then left quietly.
There was silence in the room, and the chefs had already packed up and left when the assistant came in.
Zheng Ren pretended to be serious, but in fact he was absent-mindedly looking at the films in his hand, comparing them one by one. Counting from the time he went to school, Zheng Ren has been practicing medicine for more than ten years. He has spent the best part of his life in this. Whether he can understand it or not is a matter of fact. He still has the ability to pretend to be professional.
More than twenty minutes later, an unruly voice came from the corridor. The voice was slightly muffled, and Zheng Ren couldn't hear what he was saying.
Soon, the room door opened.
The third master walked in holding a little boy of fourteen or fifteen years old in one hand.
"It made Dr. Zheng laugh." Sanye said, "The child has seen doctors too many times and has developed a resistance to hospitals and doctors."
Zheng Ren looked at the third master in astonishment as he lifted a struggling boy with one hand, and admired in his heart, no wonder those people were so respectful to the third master. The strength in this hand alone might weigh several hundred kilograms
When he saw the child, the case and final diagnosis appeared in the upper right corner of Zheng Ren's eyes.
Now Zheng Ren was a little bit dumbfounded.
It's such a mess in a big family's house.
"Third Master, you're welcome. Let the child go. It's okay to make such a fuss." Zheng Ren said.
The person standing behind the third master said with a look on his face: "Miss, are you humiliating the young master?"
"Huh?" Bu Li nasally sounded, and he looked sideways at the man, with a sharp look in his eyes.
"You said you would bring the young master here, so you caught him. After one look, you let him go. Do you think you are playing monkey tricks?" The man did not give in. "The master is sick, the young master is not in a good mood, and he even had a nosebleed at noon today. What if you guys If you mistreat the young master like this and cause the condition to progress further, I will definitely report it to the master."
"Whatever." Bu Li waved his hand, not caring.
The man gritted his teeth, but couldn't move Bu Li. He could only look at Zheng Ren and said, "Which hospital are you a professor at?"
He bit the word "professor" very hard, and the mocking emotion in his tone was unmistakable.
Zheng Ren is less than thirty years old, so he doesn't look like a professor.
"I dare not take it seriously." Zheng Ren didn't care. He had encountered many things in the hospital, so this mocking tone was like a gust of wind, and he didn't feel it at all.
"You tortured the young master to find out what the disease is?" the man said viciously.
"Presumptuous!" Bu Li scolded, "He is the doctor who performed the surgery on me."
"Professor Uichiro Mori is the one who performed the surgery on me! If the young lady doesn't give me an explanation today, then I will take the young master to ask him for an explanation! Bujia, now that you have said it, it doesn't count!"
Zheng Ren had a headache. The feud between wealthy families was really boring.
"Are you sure you want to hear it?" Zheng Ren tilted his head and looked at the man with a smile.
"how?"
"If you want to listen, come in and close the door."
Third Master and Bu Li were also a little surprised, but they didn't say anything and looked at Zheng Ren quietly.
"The condition is a bit special. Is there anyone here who is not suitable to listen to?" Zheng Ren asked.
"If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, let it go!" the man said impatiently.
"It's good if it doesn't." Zheng Ren pointed to the latest MRI film on the reader and said, "The patient's imaging diagnosis is fine. It is indeed a symptom of nasal nk/t cell lymphoma."
"But based on the comprehensive medical history, this diagnosis is not tenable."
"Nonsense!" The man became increasingly impatient.
"I think the patient should have smoked some prohibited substances." Zheng Rendao.
In one sentence, it is like throwing a pebble into a pond, causing ripples.
The third master looked stunned and thoughtful.
Bu Li was a little confused and looked at Zheng Ren. He only took one look at the patient, and then looked at the MRI film for more than 20 minutes. How did he make the diagnosis
None of the old professors in the Imperial and Magic Capitals had such a positive tone. Where did he get the confidence
"Nonsense!" the man said angrily, then looked at Bu Li and said viciously: "I will definitely report everything that happened today to the master."
"Whatever." Bu Li asked, "Dr. Zheng, there are no needle holes in his body."
"It is mixed with glass fragments. During the smoking process, it will cause the capillaries in the nose to rupture and directly enter the bloodstream, increasing the pleasure."
The child held by Third Master suddenly stopped struggling and looked at Zheng Ren with some fear, as if he had seen a ghost.
He did this very secretly and never thought that anyone would see through it easily.
"Go to the hospital for blood testing. If you still have nosebleeds in the morning, the chemical substances in the blood should not be completely metabolized and can be detected." Zheng Ren finally said.
Seeing Zheng Ren's affirmation, the child looked panicked, and the other three people instantly believed Zheng Ren's statement.
It must be like this. Who would have thought that the truth would be like this? !
The third master put the child down, cupped his hands, and said, "I've made a mistake. Dr. Zheng really hides his secrets."
Zheng Ren didn't think about the deeper meaning of the third master's words. He didn't care whether the third master belonged to Bu Li or the child in his hands. Such bad things like fighting over the wealth of wealthy families would inevitably end up in nothing.
The other person looked puzzled. When he saw the boy being put down, he wanted to step forward to help him. Just when he suddenly heard the truth, his legs felt a little weak. As soon as he took a step, he staggered and almost fell down.
"Doctor Zheng, are you tired? I'll ask someone to take you back." The third master was as calm as yesterday. Zheng Ren didn't want to stay, so he followed the third master's words and left.
There was a group of people in black clothes standing at the door. The leader was the strong man who was holding a baseball bat in the emergency room yesterday and was called Xiaoliuzi by the third master.
"Send Dr. Zheng home." Third Master arranged, "Also, give Dr. Zheng an explanation for what happened in the afternoon."
After saying that, the third master handed over and left.
"Doctor Zheng, please come here." Xiao Liuzi said politely.
"I haven't asked you your last name yet?" Zheng Ren said.
"You're welcome, just call me Xiao Liuzi. You are the benefactor of the Bu family, that is, my Xiao Liuzi's benefactor. It doesn't matter whether your surname is noble or not." Xiao Liuzi's tone was as humble as dirt, and he kept smiling. How could he still have the smile at that time? The domineering look in the emergency room with a baseball bat in hand.
After walking out of the door, there was a person standing in despair outside. Zheng Ren frowned.