"Old Mu, what's wrong?" Su Yun was very sensitive and noticed that Mu Tao had a little problem, so he asked directly.
"Why is the light in the teacher's office still on?" Mu Tao was a little surprised. He asked the resident chief to take Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and the professor to change into white clothes, and he went to Mr. Wu's office.
"The newly built hospital is just different." Su Yun walked in the corridor of the Interventional Department and sighed: "It's like the Peking Union Medical College headquarters and the overseas department are completely incomparable. In the Peking Union Medical College headquarters, you can be assigned to an outpatient department. Almost all of them have to be at the academician level.”
As soon as he changed his clothes and walked out of the duty room, he saw Mu Tao walking over.
"Boss Zheng, the teacher said that there is a patient. Please give him a slap." Mu Tao's expression was a little strange and he hesitated to speak.
Just when Su Yunchang was about to say something to him, Zheng Ren asked first, "Old Mu, is there anything special?"
Mu Tao smiled bitterly and said, "Boss Zheng, it's said inside."
With that said, instead of taking him to Mr. Wu's office, he faced Zheng Ren and blocked the three of them into the duty room.
Professor Rudolf Wagner didn't know what was going on and looked confused. Su Yun sneered, thinking that Mu Tao was sneaky and couldn't get on the stage.
"Boss Zheng, let's just watch the movie today and talk less. It's best not to talk at all." Mu Tao lowered his voice and whispered.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned.
"What's wrong? Your teacher still has objections to your boss's seeing patients? If that's the case, it's okay if we don't look at the patients. Take a look at the pre-operative patients and go back to rest early. Who's fine? I'll make you cough all day long." Su Yun was unhappy and directly He yelled back.
"That's not what I meant. The patient is a bit special." Mu Tao and Su Yun operated side by side for several days and nights. They knew his temper well and did not get angry. Instead, they expressed their apologies gently.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Zheng Ren was curious.
"The doctor is a rich man from Xiangjiang, the head of a big chaebol, a very famous one. Boss Zheng probably knows about it," Mu Tao said.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly. Don't talk about money. Your brain will hurt." Su Yundao said.
"Twelve years ago, his father passed away, and Mr. Zou took charge of the family business. But from that time on, he also suffered from the same disease as his father." As he spoke, Mu Tao's expression became even weirder and his voice was low. Very low, said: "It is said that someone lowered his head, or he was poisoned by Nanyang poison."
"Old Mu, you are a doctor after all." Su Yun couldn't laugh or cry. He patted Mu Tao on the shoulder and said, "You usually seem to be quite rational. Why did you bring up Nanyang poison?"
"Alas." Mu Tao sighed and said: "The situation here is different from that in the north. Everyone believes it and gradually got used to it. But this disease is very strange. It will cause cardiac arrest and nothing can be found out. Reason. So, Boss Zheng, please stop talking. I will take a look at you and pull you out. I will check on the patient and send you to rest."
Zheng Ren nodded and said with a smile, "Okay."
Mu Tao was relieved then, a little embarrassed, and said: "Boss Zheng, I really don't believe in the words of ghosts and gods. This man's illness is very strange. There was nothing wrong during the examination, but he often fell asleep and died. This is how his father died." Yes, the whole of Xiangjiang was in a sensation that year."
"Nothing wrong with the inspection?" Zheng Ren's curiosity aroused.
If there is a basic disease, everything is easy to say. Maybe the doctors in Xiangjiang have not noticed it.
But nothing is wrong except that he will fall asleep and die...
Well, Zheng Ren also vaguely believes in poison.
Of course, it was vague. As a medical student, Boss Zheng, who was about to reach the peak of interventional and general surgery, would definitely not believe in strange powers and chaos.
Mu Tao stopped talking and led a few people to Mr. Wu's office door, knocked on the door gently, and then pushed the door open and went in.
Mr. Wu's office was very large, with five young men in suits surrounding a girl in her twenties, looking solemn and solemn.
Zheng Ren sighed inwardly at this scene.
Mr. Wu stood in front of the film reader and looked at the film carefully. When he heard someone coming in, he glanced sideways and saw that it was Zheng Ren, so he waved and said, "Boss Zheng, long time no see."
Zheng Ren hurriedly walked to Mr. Wu, bent slightly, with a warm smile on his face, and said: "Mr. Wu, you see you are polite."
"Here, let's take a look at the movie." Wu Haishi pointed to the movie without talking much.
It was a head CT scan. Zheng Ren took a quick look at it and quickly reconstructed it. No problems were found.
"Who is this..." the girl asked with a little displeasure, frowning.
"It's Boss Zheng from the Imperial Capital, a candidate for this year's Nobel Prize." Mu Tao introduced.
Buddha relies on gold clothing, and people rely on clothing. The identity of a Nobel Prize candidate is like a gorgeous robe, giving Zheng Ren an aura of sanctity out of thin air.
The girl was originally very unhappy when she saw that Zheng Ren was young, but after hearing the words Nobel Prize candidate, she stopped talking.
Zheng Ren ignored the girl. Whether she was happy or not had nothing to do with him. After watching the film, I said to Mr. Wu: "I don't see any problems. What is the patient's main complaint?"
"I suffered respiratory and cardiac arrest 18 hours ago. Because I was discovered in time, I was rescued," Wu Haishi said.
"Are there any heart and coronary tests?"
Mu Tao picked up a bag and handed it to Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren took a look and saw that there was nothing wrong with his coronary artery. It was not coronary heart disease. Mu Tao then took other laboratory tests from the girl's assistant and handed them to Zheng Ren.
The girl's assistant was a little serious, but she didn't say anything here. She just looked at Zheng Ren coldly, and glanced at Su Yun from the corner of her eyes from time to time. Her eyes were so fluid that the ice had melted.
All the laboratory tests, as Mu Tao said, showed no problems at all, everything was normal, showing that this was a perfectly normal middle-aged man.
Zheng Rendu began to doubt the possibility of sudden death.
Maybe it's the kind of bloody plot that will happen when rich and powerful people are fighting for their property.
Mr. Wu read all the information, exchanged a few words with Zheng Ren, and then said: "It looks like there is nothing wrong with it. I will give the patient a physical examination. If there is no problem..."
"Mr. Wu, my father has contacted the Mayo Clinic and I'm afraid he won't be able to come." The girl refused.
"Forget it." Mr. Wu didn't have anything special to say.
The so-called doctor cannot come to your door, that's it. He was very proactive in going to see a doctor, but he seemed to have ulterior motives.
"Thank you for your hard work." The girl looked like a lady, very gentle and polite. He stood up, bowed slightly, smiled bitterly, and turned to leave.
Her assistant took out a gold card from his handbag and put his hands in front of Mr. Wu, "Please accept your kindness."
"If you don't understand the condition, you won't need this." Mr. Wu declined.
"Thank you for your help. This is my master's kindness. Please don't refuse."
Mu Tao smiled and walked out from behind Mr. Wu, took the gold card, and then the assistant turned and left.