Chapter 2063: with translation of chapter title

Unfortunately, there was no physical examination, making further verification impossible. Director Feng sighed.

Hmm... Director Feng, are you wanting to do a facial nerve percussion test? Zheng Ren asked.

Director Feng nodded.

Zheng Ren also felt a bit embarrassed, but after thinking for 1.23 seconds he said: "Since we can't do a physical examination, let's use the blood pressure cuff from the ECG monitor to perform an arm compression pressure test."

The Arm Compression Pressure Test refers to inflating the rubber cuff of a sphygmomanometer around the upper arm to maintain blood pressure above systolic pressure, stopping Vein return in the upper arm for 2–3 Minutes, which can cause local arm twitching.

Afterward, the patient's hand will show a "Midwife's Hand" change—spasticity, manifesting in the upper limb as wrist flexion, finger extension, metacarpophalangeal joint flexion, thumb adduction toward the palm and opposition to the little finger.

This is a relatively typical manifestation symptom of Pseudohypoparathyroidism.

Director Feng didn't continue speaking; he looked at Vice President Yuan, waiting for him to make a decision.

It's obvious that the reason it's not being done is because of Section Chief Mao's mother. This kind of thing should still be taken responsibility for by the director.

Alright, let's do an Arm Compression Pressure Test first. If it's positive, I'll go talk to Aunt Chen and suggest getting a thyroid ultrasound and other examinations. Vice President Yuan nodded and said.

Lin Ge quickly went to arrange for the doctors and nurses in the VIP ward to perform this examination.

Director Feng reminded them of the precautions for the examination, and immediately the atmosphere in the small meeting room relaxed a bit.

While waiting, it was a time for everyone to whisper and discuss.

"Zheng Lao Ban, why are you hitting me?" Lin Yuan also knew it was because he was biting his fingernails, but his own father didn't care, and each time he just meowed and let it pass.

I never expected that, despite being a young woman in her twenties, she would be hit with a ballpoint pen by Zheng Lao Ban in front of so many senior directors and Vice President Yuan.

She was very angry inside.

"In the hospital, even if you don't do a physical examination, you'll still come into contact with many bacteria, including those of infectious diseases." Zheng Ren said, "Don't bite anymore."

What he said was perfectly reasonable, but Lin Yuan was extremely angry.

What right does he have to hit himself!

However, if we argue rationally, we would surely lose; Lin Yuan suppressed his anger and prepared to retaliate indirectly.

"Zheng Lao Ban, Pseudohypoparathyroidism is a rare familial disease

In that regard, she is quite confident she can gain the upper hand in her struggle against Zheng Lao Ban.

"Do you think the patient's family is truly unreasonable?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.

"Uh..." Lin Yuan wasn't clear why the topic had shifted to this.

Director Wei's eyes lit up, and he nodded.

"Pseudohypoparathyroidism is actually not a big deal; most cases onset at ages 8–9. Some patients are fine as children but develop the disease in adulthood. Treatment isn't too troublesome either; it just requires lifelong oral calcium and vitamin D supplements." Zheng Ren said, pausing there.

Lin Yuan still didn't understand what Zheng Lao Ban was talking about.

"Go back and think about it carefully, and you'll understand." Zheng Ren chuckled, really too lazy to explain in too much detail to this clinical newbie.

During this period, much was speculation, but Director Feng's implied meaning matched his own thoughts, so let's just do an Arm Compression Pressure Test; it's not a big deal.

Soon, the Experiment results came back, and the doctors and nurses simultaneously saw the standard Midwife's Hand.

Zheng Ren didn't speak, and Director Feng began to summarize.

He suggested doing many tests to confirm Section Chief Mao's low calcium, high phosphate blood condition, so as to administer appropriate medication.

Although no definitive answer was finally obtained, just a positive Arm Compression Pressure Test couldn't explain much, but at least the direction of the examination was established.

Watching Zheng Ren and Lin Yuan leave, that set of dark green isolation gowns stood out so conspicuously among the white coats, and Vice President Yuan smiled.

"Director, who is that?" Lin Ge noticed the situation and came over to ask.

"Don't pry; the less you know, the better." Vice President Yuan smiled, saying, "Arrange for Section Chief Mao to undergo the relevant examinations; if the family has other opinions, you go and do the work; if you really can't resolve it, then report back to me."

Lin Ge accepted the order.

Ye Qingqiu was at home taking care of the children; now she single-handedly handles both the Medical Department and the Science and Education Department—this is the peak moment of Lin Ge's life.

Although he still holds a deputy section-chief level position, he knows his work now must be thorough and orderly, demonstrating his ability, so that it will have a great impact in the future.

Vice President Yuan left the VIP ward smiling, but didn't return to his own office; he took out his phone and called Director Yan.

"Director, are you busy? I have something to report to you."

"Alright, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Vice President Yuan walked toward the office building and headed straight for Director Yan's office.

Although he didn't stop, he walked slowly, thinking about something as he went, with a faint smile of indeterminate meaning playing at the corner of his mouth.

Upon entering Director Yan's office, the directors who were there to report on their work left knowingly, and he also closed the door.

"Director, has Director Kong of the Intervention Department already reported to you?" Vice President Yuan asked with a chuckle.

"Old Lin's matter? Already said." Director Yan nodded, "What do you think?"

"Just now the hospital-wide case conference ended, and Little Lin went there wearing an isolation gown."

"Huh?"

"I estimate he's anxious, wanting to quickly gain a foothold in Zheng Lao Ban's medical team." Vice President Yuan said lightly.

"Young people always have their own ideas; Old Lin didn't come directly to me, probably because he was afraid I'd make things difficult for him." Director Yan had a solemn expression, not smiling.

"Mm, you're right."

"Just pretend not to know; appropriately support Doctor Zheng's work and add to the burden." Director Yan seemed to shift the topic, but Vice President Yuan understood his meaning.

"Lin Ge and Zheng Lao Ban are very close, and their work support is also strong."

"Mm, let's discuss it again at the director's office meeting later." Director Yan nodded.

It seems no substantive issues were mentioned, but this is already enough. Two matters, Director Yan has expressed his stance on both.

The only daughter of Director Lin of the Capital Tumor Hospital, the apple of his eye, actually ran to Ward 912; then we'll add to the burden of Zheng Lao Ban's medical team, letting Zheng Lao Ban strive to retain Lin Yuan.

Such an opportunity is truly a windfall; Director Yan also feels that Zheng Lao Ban's luck is really good.

The only daughter of Director Lin of the Capital Tumor Hospital—the apple of his eye—has shown up in Ward 912, so let's give Boss Zheng's medical team some extra work, urging Boss Zheng to do everything he can to keep Lin Yuan.

This opportunity is a real windfall; Director Yan also thinks Boss Zheng is incredibly lucky.

However, this involves some little thoughts among a few elderly people; it's not worth mentioning to outsiders.

As for Lin Ge, his work is very tough; Zheng Lao Ban contacted people from King's Hospital on that side for a technical exchange. If such a great achievement isn't rewarded, who will still work hard in the future?

After Vice President Yuan left, Director Yan leaned back in his chair, leisurely writing a few 'little Lin' characters on paper, then shredded them with a paper shredder.

This is interesting.

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Note: This case was mentioned by the director of medical affairs at a well-known tertiary hospital during a meeting (I heard it secondhand).

The meeting wasn't an academic conference but a gathering to prevent medical disputes. One can imagine a group of Ye Qingqiu sitting together, discussing medical disputes.

The outcome of the story is a bit gloomy; I'll brush it over briefly so as not to affect everyone's mood.

Actually, that's about all there is to say; I just didn't describe that side. With this much ink, I might as well write a few interesting small cases.