Chapter 1904: 1837 Right Eyelid Twitching (Monthly Ticket 31000 Bonus ×62)

"Huh?" Zheng Ren looked at Lin Ge and asked, "How did she get sick again?"

Lin Ge saw that Zheng Ren's expression was no different from usual, and only then did he relax. He then cautiously glanced at Su Yun and said, "High fever, lung shows ground-glass opacity, lymph nodes enlarged, anemia."

"……"

Zheng Ren was speechless.

Section Chief Mao is only how old? Really unfortunate, having run into so many things.

"This afternoon's hospital-wide consultation, the diagnosis is hemophagocytic syndrome."

"Did you do a bone marrow aspiration?" Su Yun asked.

"Done, done." Lin Ge replied hastily.

He sighed a little, feeling that he really should be awarded a good-person card.

Clearly we are competitors, yet I still worry about whether my old classmate will get cancer; no wonder I've long assumed a salted-fish posture waiting for retirement.

Not ruthless enough, not thick-skinned enough, really can't get by.

"Director Lin, you've just passed, huh." Su Yun smiled slightly. "There are cases diagnosed with bone marrow aspiration; you still went to see the boss—are you just using it conveniently?"

"No way." Lin Ge gave a bitter smile. "Now, if we say any diagnosis not given by Boss Zheng, I don't feel at ease."

This flattery was neither too heavy nor too light, plus his almost perfect body language and facial expression, Su Yun gave a hehe laugh.

Actually, this is Lin Ge playing himself; that's exactly what he thinks.

"Got the images?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I brought a laptop." Lin Ge hurriedly said.

"Director Lin, from now on just speak up if there's anything." Su Yun said: "We're not strangers; tell me what you're nervously doing."

"Eh, looking at you, you look sneaky, not like a good person, haha." Professor Ming obviously had a bit too much to drink.

Lin Ge gave a bitter smile and quickly opened the laptop.

"Let's look over there, not affecting everyone's meal." Zheng Ren stood up, bent over and said to Director Kong: "Director, you eat first, I'll look at the images."

"Go on, go on." Director Kong's smile grew richer.

They sat on the nearby sofa, placed the laptop on the coffee table, and Zheng Ren began to look at the medical records. Su Yun squeezed to the side and also followed along.

Section Chief Mao hasn't been hospitalized for many days, and the medical record isn't long either.

Ten minutes later, Zheng Ren looked at the copied lung CT image, and his brow furrowed.

"Does the bone marrow aspiration show hemophagocytic cells?"

"Yes, we aspirated three sites and sent them for testing. The report isn't out yet, but they said one specimen showed hemophagocytic cells under the microscope." Lin Ge replied immediately.

"Oh? What are you considering?" Su Yun found it a bit strange; from the medical history, disease progression, and imaging data, it is indeed hemophagocytic syndrome, so why does it feel like the boss has something to say?

"The diagnosis looks fine, but there's something abnormal in the images." Zheng Ren pointed a finger. "Here, I suspect pulmonary interstitial changes, and the pulmonary artery also looks off on the images."

Lin Ge immediately started to worry.

"Boss Zheng, it's not lung cancer, right?"

"No." Zheng Ren stared at the image without moving. "Ground-glass changes and supraclavicular mediastinal lymph node enlargement are due to inflammation, not lung cancer."

Lin Ge relaxed this time.

As long as it's not lung cancer, he doesn't believe there's any disease that can't be treated with 912. Uh... of course there are, but the chance of Section Chief Mao encountering such a disease is completely negligible.

"You're worried about such a minor pulmonary interstitial change?" Su Yun said contemptuously.

"It's not that I'm worried; it's that a person over forty who takes good care of themselves—why would they have pulmonary interstitial changes?"

"Smog."

"After recent governance, the smog in Di Du has improved a lot." Zheng Ren said: "Moreover, there are signs of pulmonary hypertension on the images, which is off."

"You're being a bit excessive." Su Yun said: "The bone marrow aspiration already shows hemophagocytic cells under the microscope; what are you pondering? You can't avoid meals like this."

"No." Zheng Ren shook his head, eyes still fixed on the screen, right hand scrolling the mouse, examining the imaging data frame by frame.

"Any other issues?" Su Yun muttered.

"Pulmonary hypertension is no minor condition." Zheng Ren said softly: "Congenital heart disease, connective tissue disorder, portal hypertension, lung disease, chronic pulmonary embolism, HIV infection, taking weight-loss drugs, central appetite suppressants, family history of idiopathic or hereditary pulmonary hypertension."

He listed them one by one, ruling them out one by one, as if talking to himself.

But each time he mentioned a disease, especially HIV, Lin Ge's eyelids twitched badly.

Right eyelid jumping, Lin Ge sighed, right eyelid twitching disaster... but he and Section Chief Mao are just classmates, nothing related, it won't happen to him.

"None of them." Zheng Ren said: "Su Yun, don't you find it strange?"

"It is a bit strange." Su Yun said: "But it's not a serious problem; the right heart looks fine to me, not amounting to right heart failure."

"But it's not light either."

"There are four types, with targeted drug treatments, it's fine." Su Yun said this while his eyes stayed fixed on the images.

"Boss Zheng, why pulmonary hypertension again?" Lin Ge asked.

"Oh, the report says it, but it's not serious, so the respiratory department didn't give it much attention." Zheng Ren said: "Looking at the images, the right lower pulmonary artery diameter ≥15mm, the pulmonary artery segment protrusion ≥3mm, central pulmonary artery dilation, peripheral pulmonary vessels lost forming the 'stump sign', right atrium and ventricle enlarged, cardiothoracic ratio increased—these are the diagnostic criteria."

Lin Ge was very troubled; the more illnesses he saw, the more unbearable it became.

"I'm just curious; according to reason, Section Chief Mao has no family or past history; normally... has she climbed mountains?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.

"……" Lin Ge was speechless.

"Where she went, I don't know," Lin Ge muttered to himself.

"Director Lin, your good-deed doing is top-notch." Su Yun laughed hahaha, "Just now I saw Boss mention HIV, and your face changed; I thought something was up."

"No way, no way." Lin Ge hastily waved his hands. "Old classmate, falling ill one after another, I feel uneasy inside."

"Got it, got it, no need to explain." Su Yun laughed: "Explaining is just covering up; covering up means it's really true."

"Director Lin, let's go ask about the medical history." Zheng Ren suddenly said.

"Ask about the medical history?"

"There must be missing medical history." Zheng Ren said seriously and candidly, "At the very least we need to solve the problem of pulmonary arterial hypertension, otherwise the prognosis won't be good either."

"I haven't finished eating yet." Su Yun said sullenly, "From now on, you're not allowed to look at medical stuff while eating."

"You eat yours, I and Director Lin just need to take a look." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, I still need to wait for you to come back and tell me how pulmonary arterial hypertension comes about." Su Yun said disdainfully, "Let's go, let's go. Director, we have some business, let's go to the hospital to check."