Chapter 1447: 1400 Whatever Syndrome

"This situation is rare; usually only when large amounts of diuretics are used will doctors advise patients to supplement potassium." The attending doctor said confidently, "The possibility of losing potassium ions through feces and urine is the greatest."

"And then?" Zheng Ren stared at the lab report, absentmindedly giving a perfunctory answer.

"Insulin, catecholamines, and metabolic alkalosis are the most common triggers of hypokalemia. After our examinations, we have ruled these out."

The attending doctor felt especially professional; as for what catecholamines are, their function and side effects… he had learned them in school, but now he had long since returned all that knowledge to his teacher.

It's normal to forget things you don't use often after a long time. Just as he looked up the information, Zheng Lao Ban arrived.

The attending doctor looked at Zheng Ren proudly, "How about that, buddy? You're skilled, aren't you dumbfounded?"

Look at this buddy's luck—he directly left the people from 912 speechless. With this, he could brag about it for three years when he goes back.

However, it seems he's just a master's student from 912, pretending to be a big wolf in other hospitals—truly clueless about his limits.

"Zheng Lao Ban, Zheng Lao Ban!" A hurried, somewhat fawning call came from the doorway.

"Section Chief Wang..." The attending doctor was about to greet him, but before he could finish, he was pushed aside.

"Who are you?" Zheng Ren raised his head and glanced; a mosaic covered his face—he didn't recognize the person, and Su Yun gave no hint.

"I'm Wang Wei from the Medical Department. Director Lin called me. You've come to guide our work, yet you didn't give us any notice—we have nothing prepared here." Wang Wei hurriedly explained.

The attending doctor's eyes went wide.

Even if he's a senior doctor from 912, at his age he's just started working. Section Chief Wang's obsequious bowing and scraping is really embarrassing.

As for that? He's just a doctorate or a master's.

Moreover, after looking for a while he gave no diagnosis—obviously he knows nothing.

For such a difficult and complicated case, even a newly graduated doctor, even if he holds a worthless doctorate, couldn't possibly handle it.

I've worked for years, yet I still have to look things up.

Truly embarrassing… the attending doctor felt awkward and also somewhat contemptuous.

"You're too polite." Zheng Ren smiled, "I just heard a friend was hospitalized here, so I rushed over to take a look."

"Is the patient's condition serious?" Section Chief Wang changed his expression and asked the attending doctor.

"…" The attending doctor felt helpless, but in the face of the Medical Department's intimidation, he had already yielded, his thighs aching.

"It's serious; the key is unexplained hypokalemia and fainting—the patient's condition is very poor."

"Boss, there's acute renal failure—how are you considering it?" Su Yun suddenly asked.

"The possibility of insufficient fluid volume is greater." Zheng Ren said.

The attending doctor recalled that the patient's BUN and creatinine were both elevated, and fluid replacement over the past two days had exceeded 2000 ml.

The key is that the patient could still eat before arriving.

Insufficient fluid volume? Nonsense!

Section Chief Wang stood beside Zheng Ren; although a bit embarrassed, he kept a smile on his face, as if he were unaware that Zheng Lao Ban, since entering, hadn't even stood up.

Ten minutes passed.

These ten minutes felt so long to the attending doctor that it seemed like a day and night had passed—he felt it was time to get off night shift.

Zheng Ren finished looking at the last lab report, his hand left the mouse, his body leaned back slightly, and his eyes narrowed.

"Boss, the possibility of an insulinoma has also been ruled out—I feel like it might be a gastrointestinal disease," Su Yun said doubtfully.

Hey!

The attending doctor and Qin Tang simultaneously felt a hint of contempt in their hearts.

Is this the level?

Even 912 isn't anything special.

Qin Tang noted the patient's drowsiness and delirium, while the attending doctor noted hypokalemia and acute renal failure.

Either disease seems to have nothing to do with gastrointestinal illness.

If the intestines are problematic, does that cause brain disease? If you really think that, then that's what's called having a brain problem.

Out of politeness, Qin Tang didn't turn and leave, but his gaze toward Zheng Ren and Su Yun had changed.

It's completely unreliable.

The attending doctor lowered his head, afraid he couldn't hold back and would lose face for the 912 doctors.

Although I'm correct, seeing Section Chief Wang's fawning demeanor, if I acted that way I'd probably keep getting petty retaliation.

"Is the CT done?" Zheng Ren suddenly raised his head and asked.

The attending doctor was lowering his head, restraining himself from showing off, then seeing the two 912 junior doctors with clueless expressions, he failed to notice Zheng Ren speaking to him.

The atmosphere in the office was somewhat awkward.

"I'm asking you a question—why aren't you answering?" Section Chief Wang snapped, his face dark.

"…" The attending doctor only then realized, looking bewildered, and whispered, "What?"

"Has the CT been done or not?" Zheng Ren smiled and asked.

The attending doctor immediately said, "I don't know either—I'll go ask."

"If it hasn't been done… we should still add a lower-abdomen CT." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, what are you considering?" Su Yun, hearing Zheng Ren say that, seemed to already have an answer.

"Mckittrick-Wheelock syndrome."

"What's that?" The attending doctor froze.

I've never heard of this disease before—what‑what syndrome? The doctors at 912 really can spout nonsense.

"Let's do the tests first," Zheng Ren said calmly, "For now it's just a suspicion."

"I think it's probably already confirmed," Su Yun said.

"We'll talk after the results come out."

"Boss, the old squad leader's family seems to have run out of money," Su Yun whispered.

"Chief Zheng, Yun Ge'er, I've saved over 10,000, is that enough?" Fan Tian Shui said.

He didn't understand what illness it was, but he fully trusted Zheng Renhe and Su Yun.

Over the past six months working as a security guard in Hai Cheng, eating at the staff canteen, receiving a salary, and having nowhere to spend money, they actually saved some money.

"Lao Fan, save that little money for marrying a wife." Su Yun laughed, "Shall I call Peng Jia?"

"Go ahead, if the diagnosis is correct, Mckittrick-Wheelock syndrome is rare; whether in diagnosis or treatment, broadcasting it would bring high ratings."

Zheng Ren's eyes were slightly closed, as if thinking about something.

"Do a colonoscopy, or surgery?"

"We need to look at the CT; if it's limited, we just resect the bowel. If the entire colorectum is involved, we'd have to use the colonoscope to dissect bit by bit." Zheng Ren already had a full plan.

"Really good at pretending!" The on-duty doctor muttered on the side.

Just say an English word at random, put them together and you get some syndrome or other, to scare people.

This clearly shows they don't know anything, just making up excuses.

912 is only at this level? Really nonsense.

Qin Tang was also doubtful, but he remained cautious.

Remembering the disease name Zheng Ren mentioned, he quietly went out to make a call, consult the doctor at Harmony Nurture about what exactly this disease was. This time he should be able to gauge how deep Zheng Lao Ban's abilities are, Qin Tang thought.

Section Chief Wang was also decisive, knowing the patient might still have to queue, wasting time.

He directly called the CT room, gave the old squad leader's name, and asked them to perform a lower abdomen CT scan.