Chapter 1640: 1585 Smooth showing-off process, I still need to learn (Alliance Leader STpeter bonus chapter 2)

1585 Smooth showing-off process, I still need to learn (Alliance Leader STpeter bonus chapter 2)

"Ah mom, boss, you said she wet the bed?" Professor Rudolf Wagner's final blow, letting Su Yun fall into despair.

Fugui'er's blow was harsh! Bed-wetting…… Wang Lu can't possibly have to fight the boss to the death?

Just 1.25 seconds later, Su Yun realized something was wrong.

Wang Nan and Wang Lu, these cousins, their jaws almost dropped, looking at Zheng Ren, their gazes vacant.

Could it be that the bed-wetting thing is true?

Su Yun immediately began searching his memory for information about enuresis.

Enuresis usually refers to children involuntarily urinating during deep sleep.

Generally, only 20% have enuresis by age 4, 5% by age 10, and a minority of patients have symptoms persisting into adulthood.

Those without obvious urinary tract or nervous system organic lesions are called primary enuresis, accounting for 70%–80%; secondary enuresis occurs due to lower urinary tract obstruction, cystitis, neurogenic bladder, etc.

According to Wang Lu's age, she should have secondary enuresis, likely due to lower urinary tract obstruction—No!

Could it be cystitis? No.

She looks lively and healthy, moves freely, not like someone with urinary or bladder disease.

What rare disease could it be?

Su Yun's black forehead hair moved without wind.

"Go get a thyroid function panel of five items; that should basically confirm the diagnosis. If you feel it's not enough, then… never mind, I'll just point you in a direction—there are probably plenty of doctors back home. Going home to check would be more convenient." Zheng Ren said.

"……" The Wang siblings were still dazed, not answering Zheng Ren's words.

At this moment, the others around also noticed the clue.

Bed-wetting? Not a serious illness, yet hard to bring up; logically, it fits the earlier conversation between the siblings.

Lao He looked at Zheng Ren with a chuckle; in his eyes, there was no such thing as an overseas Wang family.

His thighs are thick, but thighs you can't embrace don't count; Zheng Lao Ban's thigh is right before you—do you have to forsake the near for the far?

"Zheng Lao Ban, awesome!" Lao He used vulgar words to express his thoughts.

Although slightly vulgar, sometimes swear words are a good way to express emotions.

Zheng Ren smiled, about to turn and leave, when Lao He asked: "Zheng Lao Ban, how did you discover it?"

"You still say you haven't seen anyone bathe!" Su Yun shouted.

"Don't talk nonsense, there are so many people." Zheng Ren felt the little hand in his palm tighten slightly, then immediately spoke solemnly.

"Why bed-wetting?" Su Yun asked.

"Sigh, can you be a bit logical? Like this, it's hard to say you're a flawless assistant." Zheng Ren also felt helpless.

"Tch, come on! Tell me how to diagnose bed-wetting." Su Yun was unconvinced, not caring how much she disliked Wang Nan just now, and went straight to ask.

"First, after entering the door, you also saw her eyelids swollen." Zheng Ren said.

"That's called eye bags, right?" Su Yun said.

"Eyelid edema, palpebral fissure widening, both eyes blink less, conjunctival edema and hyperemia. When shaking hands, you feel her skin warm, hands fine trembling. Symptoms aren't severe but exist. So the condition to consider directly is hyperthyroidism, which is no problem." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun's eyes slightly closed, recalling the words just discussed with Zheng Ren.

"Under thyroid hormone action, autonomic nervous function is disordered, sympathetic and parasympathetic functions dysfunction, bladder sphincter loses control leading to enuresis symptoms. Such symptoms are uncommon, but many reports have mentioned them."

Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun, explaining earnestly, as if clearing an unjust accusation.

Lao He felt moved inside.

My straight-man level is still insufficient.

Look at Yun Ge'er, feigning anger, pointing it out publicly, raising his voice in questioning.

It looks a bit undignified, but actually it's a masterpiece of straight-man comedy!

Bed-wetting, such an unmentionable petty ailment, my asking just now was too superficial.

How is Zheng Lao Ban supposed to answer?

No matter how he answers, it gives the impression of showing off, a poor person suddenly rich.

And Yun Ge'er's commotion clearly is a follow‑up, or perhaps an angry follow‑up. Zheng Lao Ban had to answer; the showing‑off process went smoothly, and a reasonable explanation was laid out before everyone.

Finally, admiring with a full prostration, the set of actions concluded smoothly.

Tsk tsk, Lao He schemed in his heart.

So young, yet with so many thoughts—no wonder he can become a capable aide beside Zheng Lao Ban.

Compared to my own straight‑man act… Lao He feels ashamed; with this level, how can he stand in the Medical Team?

You know, his opponents are none other than the twin sister duo.

Lao He fell silent, standing behind, studying earnestly.

All that's missing is holding a little notebook to record all this, then go back and memorize it.

"Hyperthyroidism?" Su Yun whispered, "The logic isn't very smooth, is it?"

"Hyperthyroidism isn't a serious illness either; after seeing it I didn't care. But since there's something the siblings know that can be used as leverage… well, it's just a harmless little joke."

"So the rare complication of hyperthyroidism is about to surface?"

"Yeah." Zheng Ren sighed, saying: "I also don't want to say this in front of so many people, but he's very anxious."

Saying this, Zheng Ren glanced at Wang Nan.

Lao He knew this routine was already finished.

Reasonable and evidence‑based; the key is that the final hammer lands accurately! Zheng Lao Ban and Yun Ge'er coordinated tacitly, without a word, and threw the black pot at Wang Nan.

I still need to improve, Lao He thought to himself. Absolutely cannot be called out twice by Zheng Lao Ban, be in charge of anesthesia, then be invited to eat together and get carried away.

Look at Yun Ge'er—he followed all the way from Hai Cheng to 912, how many benefits has he gotten? Yet even now he isn't diligent.

What is talent?

Being careful and cautious all the way, treading on thin ice—that's what talent is!

Wang Lu regained consciousness during Zheng Ren's explanation; her face first flushed, then turned deathly pale.

Tears pattered down.

Wang Nan was also embarrassed; he never expected Zheng Lao Ban to easily deduce that Wang Lu was over twenty and still wet the bed.

Such a thing doesn't make sense.

But before he could retort and regain some composure, the whole situation was pinned down by Su Yun's eager questioning.

"Zheng... Zheng Lao Ban, can this illness be cured?" Wang Nan reacted quickly, turning this embarrassing matter into a disease, which seemed easier to accept.

"I already said it's no big deal—are you just forgetful, or do you never listen carefully?" Su Yun's disdainful gaze shot past the bangs on her forehead.

Wang Nan was momentarily speechless.

Having lived this long, no one has ever spoken to him in this tone.

"Hyperthyroidism? After a clear diagnosis, check a routine urine test to rule out urinary tract disease, then take oral medication. Once thyroid hormone levels and autonomic nervous function return to normal, the clinical symptoms will disappear."

"Um, sorry. I was too technical just now—you might not have understood. Simply put, bedwetting after hyperthyroidism treatment requires no extra treatment beyond treating the hyperthyroidism itself; remember that this time?" Su Yun asked, head held high.