Chapter 2235

"Hmm……" Zheng Ren pondered.

"If it happened once or twice, it would be fine. I think Old Shao is very careful and conscientious, an honest person." Su Yun said, "Seven times in a row, both pleural cavities have alternated occurring multiple times—no matter how I think about it, it just doesn't seem right."

Indeed, Su Yun's objection is correct.

Zheng Ren hesitated a moment; although Su Yun was right, his own physical examination and the diagnosis given by Big Pig Trotter matched perfectly, leaving no doubt whatsoever.

Standard spontaneous pneumothorax; the problem is why it keeps recurring multiple times.

"Hmm, I think you're right." Zheng Ren nodded, readily agreed, "Who else is with the patient's family?"

"No one else is here; his parents have gone out to work recently."

"This old lady is quite formidable; with no one to look after her at home, she scared Shao Jinghe. Finding Old Shao to help send her to Di Du saves money, effort, and worry." Su Yun said with a smile.

"Maybe, but Yun Ge'er, every time I see that old lady I feel panicky inside." Fang Lin said, covering his chest.

"How pathetic!" Su Yun said disdainfully, "Just a regular old lady, what are you afraid of?"

Saying that, the three returned to the doctor's office.

"Fang Lin, have you communicated with the elderly patient?" Zheng Ren asked.

Shao Jinghe, hearing Zheng Ren say that, said with a mournful face: "Zheng Lao Ban, that old lady is the famous Yin Yang Eye from our area. Usually only when there's something sinister at home do people go see her; normally no one dares to speak to her."

"I don't believe it." Su Yun said disdainfully, "I'll go talk to the old lady about her medical history."

Zheng Ren smiled. If Shao Jinghe said that, the patient's family would probably be hard to communicate with; swapping in Chang Yue might still have a chance. Su Yun? Nonsense.

Mainly because that old lady is blind, Su Yun's looks won't have any effect.

Ignoring him, Zheng Ren sat down, smiled at Shao Jinghe, and said: "Old Shao, tell me about your contact with the patient."

Shao Jinghe sat beside Zheng Ren with an embarrassed smile, cautiously, and said: "Zheng Lao Ban, the first time was 23 months and 21 days ago, that was an afternoon."

Zheng Ren broke out in a sweat.

With such a clear memory, it seems this incident left an indelible impression on Shao Jinghe's heart.

Perhaps it could be called a shadow; that description would be more fitting. If it were a good thing, who would keep pondering the first time they took on this patient?

"I had just finished surgery when the Emergency Department pushed up a patient, saying she had chest tightness and shortness of breath. I looked at the X-ray and saw it was a right-sided spontaneous pneumothorax." Shao Jinghe said with a worried frown: "At the time she was holding her breath until her lips turned purple, so I quickly inserted a chest tube. After the lung tissue was compressed by 90% and the chest tube drained 1000 mL of air, I worried about mediastinal flutter, so I clamped the tube for a while."

……

This description is too detailed, isn't it? For a small closed thoracic drainage procedure done two years ago, even how much air was released is being recounted.

Zheng Ren looked at Shao Jinghe and felt that this matter had truly become a shadow in his heart.

Even if my memory is good, I couldn't possibly recall every detail of an appendectomy from two years ago.

If it's not necessary, such useless information would definitely be forgotten outright—this is a kind of self-protective mechanism of the human body.

I used 15 minutes to completely release the trapped air in the pleural cavity.

Hmm, then what?

After keeping the chest bottle for a day with no improvement, I discussed surgery with the patient's parents. Shao Jinghe said: "At that time the patient's parents were still doing farm work at home, hadn't gone out to work. The two of them were easy to talk to; after I explained the patient's condition, they agreed."

But the patient's grandmother said she wouldn't cooperate at all, and I knew then that something would go wrong.

Shao Jinghe said, his lips twitching, his eye sockets turning red.

This is an emotional breakdown; Zheng Ren quickly patted Shao Jinghe's shoulder, smiling and said: "It's fine, what hospital is this?"

"912," Shao Jinghe said, startled by the question.

"Exactly, what illness can't 912 treat? If there really were one, you couldn't find anyone nationwide who'd dare slap their chest and claim they could cure it." Zheng Ren comforted him.

Shao Jinghe thought for a moment; the 912 sign gave him great confidence.

Zheng Lao Ban is right; being at 912, what illness couldn't be treated? Just as Shao Jinghe had that thought, the old lady's white-eyed glare flashed before his eyes, and he immediately wilted.

Zheng Ren, seeing Shao Jinghe's expression, roughly guessed that a few words of comfort wouldn't ease his emotions, so he continued asking: "It's fine, tell me about the later treatment process."

The patient's parents said they wanted surgery, and it was done that same day. Coincidentally, the girl's period came early, and after the operation she bled for half a month, leading to three consultations with the Obstetrics Department.

Shao Jinghe said in a disjointed manner.

Was the surgery smooth?

Smooth, the chest tube was removed three days after surgery. After three days of observation, we prepared to discharge, but because the menstrual flow was relatively large, we delayed for a period of time. Shao Jinghe said, "Besides that, there was nothing special."

And the second time?

The second time was 21 months and 11 days ago; she had another pneumothorax. Really unlucky, this time it happened during my shift again. Shao Jinghe said with a mournful face: "I took a look and recognized it; this time it was a left-sided spontaneous pneumothorax."

Zheng Lao Ban, I never expected it to be this troublesome back then; I thought there were bullae on both lungs, so I admitted her and performed the procedure.

Was it smooth?

Very smooth. Shao Jinghe said, "Just her grandmother kept saying it definitely wouldn't work, definitely wouldn't work. As a result, after the operation the patient had her period again, and the flow was even heavier; she stayed in the hospital for half a month, exactly the same as last time."

Uh…… Zheng Ren froze for a moment.

At this moment, Su Yun walked back.

Yun Ge'er, how is it? Fang Lin asked.

Don't speak, let me think. Zheng Ren raised a hand, and in the midst of his thoughts asked again: "Is the patient's menstruation normally regular?"

Normal, I've asked many times. Our hospital's Obstetrics Department considers it due to surgical stimulation causing a stress reaction, so postoperative menstrual volume is excessive.

That could explain it, but…… something's off.

Zheng Ren furrowed his brow, recalling the two surgical processes Shao Jinghe had described.

Boss, are you preparing to go into obstetrics? Su Yun asked with a smile.

No, after both surgeries she had her period postoperatively. Moreover, the menstrual volume was high each time, almost half a month. Zheng Ren said.

And there's more, Zheng Lao Ban. Shao Jinghe said with his head down, discouraged: "After that, every surgery was like this. I, Old Shao, would slap the table and say there's definitely nothing wrong, but the postoperative menstrual bleeding just wouldn't stop. I advised her to see the Obstetrics Department, but there was no result."

Huh? Su Yun froze for a moment.

And this time? Zheng Ren immediately asked.

This time it's definitely happening again with the nonstop bleeding; just a few days ago it had stopped. Shao Jinghe said with his head down, discouraged: "Plus she herself said she had abdominal pain; I'm worried she'll get her period again in a few days…… really, unlucky……"

"……" Zheng Ren suddenly recalled the situation when he just had a physical examination.

Wrong!