Chapter 1752: 1692 Clinical……Experience……

"Not really." Zheng Ren said: "Trigeminal neuralgia is a pain that occurs in the area distributed by the trigeminal nerve; tearing-like pain is somewhat similar to this pain. But hallucinations, psychologically induced pain, and hot water pouring on the head while bathing as triggers for pain are not like that."

"What are you considering?" Seeing the car with its hazard lights flashing at the entrance, Su Yun didn't ponder and asked casually.

"Nothing to consider, we'll talk after seeing." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, you're very cunning." After getting in the car, Su Yun said: "Not saying anything until you're sure in your heart— isn't living this cautiously too boring?"

"Not exactly, the medical history is incomplete; I'm wondering if her headache is caused by some medication she took. Tearing-like pain… right, did she say she sees hallucinations with one eye or both eyes?"

"You mean her left eye can see ghosts?" Su Yun asked.

Today's driver is a woman in her thirties; hearing Zheng Ren and Su Yun's conversation, she was startled.

"You two, can we not talk about ghosts and gods? I'm driving at night, I'm scared." The female driver hurriedly said.

"Um… sorry." Zheng Ren said, "I'm in a hurry to see a patient."

"Patient? Are you doctors?"

"Yeah."

"Doctors are good, not blown by wind, not sunburned, wearing white coats earns respect." The driver kept saying, afraid they'd steer the topic to the left eye seeing ghosts.

Su Yun secretly sent a WeChat to Feng Xu Hui, asking whether Zhang Xiao Hui sees hallucinations with one eye or both eyes together.

After a while, Feng Xu Hui replied with an expression of astonishment and surprise.

"Yun Ge'er, you're awesome, how could you know that? I haven't even asked." Feng Xu Hui's WeChat then came through.

"Boss guessed it." Su Yun replied expressionlessly, then turned off her phone, looked at the flashing neon lights outside the window, and began to ponder countless cases.

Soon, he gave a bitter smile.

"I have a perfectly good cardiothoracic surgery practice, why am I here pondering headaches? Isn't this just idling?"

"What I fear most is paroxysmal cerebral vasospasm before an intracranial aneurysm ruptures." Zheng Ren suddenly said slowly.

Su Yun was startled.

Rupture of an intracranial aneurysm can be fatal!

"Boss, does the CT show an aneurysm?"

"No." Zheng Ren said.

"Uh… if there's none, what are you talking about!" Su Yun mildly angry.

"I'm worried about a microaneurysm, but the patient's symptoms have appeared for 19 days, which also doesn't quite match."

Su Yun ignored Zheng Ren; without seeing the patient, anything said is nonsense.

Having experienced several similar illnesses, Su Yun knows her boss, from the bottom of his heart, is unwilling to diagnose patients with a mental disorder.

So this time he simply didn't think in that direction; if seeing the patient, all evidence points to a mental disorder, then he'll say so later.

After a few minutes, the car arrived at a residential complex; this place is very close to 912, Zheng Ren found it strange, and he had just sent the address to Su Yun without checking carefully.

"Isn't it a school dormitory?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Xiao Feng lives near the hospital, it seems Liu Xiao Jie also lives on this side. Boss, we're going to the female workers' dormitory." Su Yun laughed: "You're in Hai Cheng, you've surely used your X‑ray eye to look at the female workers' dormitory before."

"……" Zheng Ren zhen really didn't want to deal with this guy; his mouth is always about X‑ray eyes and young widows, so boring.

Going upstairs, Xiao Feng had already opened the door and was standing guard at the stairwell.

"Chief Zheng, sorry, sorry." Feng Xu Hui repeatedly apologized.

"It's nothing, no problem." Zheng Ren smiled and looked around.

Su Yun put her arm around Feng Xu Hui's shoulder and whispered: "You still have two rooms, huh?"

"Yun Ge'er, nothing's set yet, don't talk nonsense." Feng Xu Hui's face was a bit red.

Zheng Ren chuckled inwardly; this isn't a lack of progress, he estimated things had already begun to develop. As for the extent, it depends on Feng Xu Hui's clinical experience.

Clinical…

Experience…

If it were Su Yun, probably no problem; as for Xiao Feng, Zheng Ren doesn't know.

The two entered, changed shoes, and saw a girl clutching her stomach, slumped over the table, retching.

The vomiting symptoms were mild, her body twitched slightly, and Liu Xiao Jie was rubbing her head.

"Chief Zheng, Yun Ge'er, you're here." Liu Xiao Jie greeted, "Please have a seat."

"Is she better?" Zheng Ren glanced at the system panel, his eyes narrowing.

"A bit better, the headache symptoms are lighter than before, but now she occasionally sees strange things." Liu Xiao Jie gathered her courage, and only then did she not flee from Xiao Hui's side.

As soon as talk of seeing ghosts comes up, girls are always frightened. Not to mention girls, how many old men dare to walk through a graveyard at night for no reason?

As for those dancing on graves, they're just drunks who've had too much to drink.

"Wait a bit, let her get better, then I'll ask about her medical history and speak." Zheng Ren said.

"Wait until she gets better…" That sentence sounds really strange.

Su Yun also knows that at this time the patient is hard to cooperate with; it's not a surgical emergency, so there's no rush either.

About twenty minutes later, Xiao Hui gradually felt a bit better; she was weak all over, leaning on Liu Xiao Jie and softly sobbing.

Zheng Ren saw food still on the table, two pairs of chopsticks, probably takeout brought back by Liu Xiao Jie or ordered delivery.

"Feeling better? I'm a doctor from 912, may I ask about your discomfort?" Zheng Ren asked gently.

"You must be Chief Zheng, thank you." Xiao Hui said while sobbing.

Zheng Ren walked to the table, sat opposite Xiao Hui, looked her in the eye, and asked: "When you've had episodes lately, has the pain gotten worse or better?"

"I feel it's gotten worse; the duration of pain keeps getting longer, but the frequency seems to have decreased a bit." Xiao Hui said.

"Please look at me." Zheng Ren's tone remained gentle, but his words carried an undeniable tone.

Xiao Hui dazedly lifted her head, tearful eyes looking at Zheng Ren, looking pitiful.

Su Yun found it interesting, sat to the side, and watched with interest as the boss conducted the interview.

Such a question is obviously profound, but as for why exactly, Su Yun had many guesses, yet could not be certain.

"The pain's intensity has increased, but the frequency has decreased, right?" Zheng Ren asked.

Zhang Xiao Hui nodded.

"I heard Xiao Feng say that when your pain flares up you have all kinds of strange reactions; can you tell me about them?"

"I..." Zhang Xiao Hui hesitated a little, then mustered courage and said: "When it hurts now, my right eye goes blind and I can't see anything. Each time it hurts, it feels like a pair of hands are pulling and tugging at me, trying to tear me apart."

"Saying blindness... isn't right. My right eye seems able to see... I see the scene of someone breaking into the house that day to steal things."