Chapter 3145: 2940 Metallic Sound (Alliance Leader Unscheduled Bonus 45 +3)

Three people hurried to the Emergency Department; Zheng Ren didn't want to say more about Qiao Jie's family matters, it was really chaotic.

I estimate Qiao Jie's lover also didn't expect that using a secondary account to flirt would end up flirting with his own daughter who also used a secondary account. Could this also be hereditary? Zheng Ren didn't mean to laugh at Qiao Jie; instead, he was quite worried that Qiao Jie's spirit might collapse.

Encountering such a bizarre thing, the psychological trauma is probably not small.

Regarding the operating room, Zheng Ren is far more familiar with all kinds of instruments than with people. In major surgeries, it's always his own medical team members who cooperate, well-practiced; Zheng Ren doesn't even know what Qiao Jie looks like. After all, during surgery everyone wears surgical masks, and with his face-blindness he can't even recognize faces, let alone eyes.

In his memory, Qiao Jie seemed like a fiery, conscientious roving nurse; that's the only impression left in Zheng Ren's memory.

Arriving at the Emergency Department, Zheng Ren saw Zhou Litao performing resuscitation; he didn't greet him, just glanced at the patient's system panel and Zhou Litao's resuscitation measures.

"Does Qiao Jie's lover usually only have bronchitis?" Su Yun asked.

"I don't know much." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "Supposedly, he normally only has bronchitis; this time it started with coughing at the branch bureau, then breathing difficulty, then asthma, and Qiao Jie said the wheezing was very obvious."

"Oh, let's wait until Qiao Jie comes to talk about it." Su Yun also lost interest. It was just gossip, but this kind of gossip is heartbreaking; as a friend of women, Su Yun surely felt bad inside.

After waiting a full half hour, the 120 emergency ambulance finally returned. Qiao Jie insisted on going back to 912; as a medical worker of 912, she instinctively trusted her own hospital more.

Getting off the vehicle, Zheng Ren saw a middle-aged man lying on a stretcher; the wheezing could be heard from two meters away.

However, the wheezing was slightly strange; Zheng Ren listened closely and felt that beneath the hissy breathing, there was a faint metallic clanking sound.

After a glance at the system panel, Zheng Ren confirmed he hadn't misheard.

"On the vehicle we used asthma relief and gave a diuretic; the effect was average," reported the 120 emergency doctor.

Zhou Litao went to attend to Qiao Jie's lover for emergency care, while Su Yun pulled Qiao Jie aside and asked concernedly, "Sister, you need to stay steady."

Qiao Jie looked about forty years old, a bit younger than Zheng Ren remembered. But her expression was somewhat dazed; her eyes had no tears, yet also no luster, like a walking corpse.

"Manager Zhou, can we check lung function?" Zheng Ren and Zhou Litao said.

"We can check, but it's not usually done in the Emergency Department," Zhou Litao said while directing resuscitation.

"Perform a lung function test, prepare a bronchoscope, I'll do it later," Zheng Ren said.

Zhou Litao acknowledged and immediately ran off to prepare everything.

Su Yun softly comforted Qiao Jie; he really wanted Qiao Jie to cry out. Sometimes emotions just need to be vented; keeping them bottled up easily makes a person break.

But Qiao Jie remained unresponsive, neither wailing loudly nor hysterical scolding. Regardless of Zhuang Yongzhi's or Su Yun's persuasion, she just lightly said she was fine.

"Qiao Jie, let's first save the patient," Zheng Ren whispered, "Has your lover been ill before?"

"Boss Zheng, you're here too," Qiao Jie said, lifting her head with a somewhat vacant gaze at Zheng Ren.

"Mm-hmm."

"Last year he was hospitalized in our hospital due to recurrent coughing with sputum and breathing difficulty," Qiao Jie said. "The images should be retrievable on the computer. At that time the diagnosis was bronchitis; he was given symptomatic treatment, which had average effect, but it gradually eased after about a week."

"What medicine was given?"

"Terbutaline, doxofylline, budesonide, and salbutamol," Qiao Jie said.

Taking a medical history from the medical staff is simple, but if this list of drugs were encountered by an ordinary patient's family, they'd probably have to go home and look for the medicine box to explain it clearly.

Even the chance of finding the medicine box is slim, after all that was a year ago.

"After I went to see him today, I noticed his breathing was a bit difficult, then possibly due to emotional agitation he started wheezing. I didn't notice at first, and a few minutes later he collapsed, the wheezing being severe."

Qiao Jie gave a brief account of the medical history; she didn't go into great detail, but the basic outline was complete.

Zheng Ren nodded, seeing Zhou Litao busy, he called Su Yun to go look at the images.

Last year's images could only provide a medical history; they were meaningful, but their size is hard to say.

After asking for the name, the two went to Zhou Litao's duty room, opened the computer, and found the imaging data from his hospitalization last year.

The trachea and main bronchial walls showed slight thickening, the lumen slightly narrowed; no enlarged lymph nodes in the mediastinum, no abnormal cardiac shadow. No pleural effusion in either lung. The right lower lung had slight patchy shadows, indicating inflammation but not severe. The shape of the posterior lower part of the right ribs was irregular, with discontinuous bony cortex.

Judging from the images, a diagnosis of bronchitis is appropriate; the drugs Qiao Jie just mentioned are also symptomatic, and the treatment poses no problem.

"Boss, I think it's probably not an allergy; it's likely related to emotional agitation and internal hormone secretion. What do you think?"

"Let Manager Zhou do the lung function test, then we'll see the results; I plan to perform a fiber bronchoscope to take a look," Zheng Ren said while holding his arms and looking at the images, speaking softly.

"Any diagnosis?"

"None." Zheng Ren said, "But looking at the patient's CT, the trachea and main bronchial walls appear slightly thickened; compared to a normal lumen there is still a difference. Whether the trachea itself is problematic is hard to say. Generally speaking, tracheitis and bronchitis do not cause acute asthma attacks."

"That makes sense; let's give symptomatic medication first, then do the examination and see," Su Yun said. "No need to wait until symptoms subside to do it?"

"No, we shouldn't wait; if there's a rare case, after symptoms ease we might not be able to detect it," Zheng Ren said. "Tell Qiao Jie that performing a fiber bronchoscope in the Emergency Department still carries some risk."

"Again me!" Su Yun said disdainfully, "Won't you go say it yourself?"

"It's more convenient for you to say it, and I'm afraid to see Qiao Jie cry."

"The sooner they die, the better." Su Yun said hatefully.

"Don't be like that; everyone in the hospital is a patient—treat them first, then talk. It's none of your business to meddle in other people's marital affairs," Zheng Ren said earnestly.

"Okay, okay, okay." Su Yun actually knew full well that meddling in others' marital affairs was not good.

But this matter…… is too much of a coincidence, the blow to a person is too great; Su Yun felt indignant and kept complaining on Qiao Jie's behalf.

"The lumen is somewhat narrowed, nothing else abnormal," Su Yun continued while looking at the images, "but sudden asthma—could it be sudden edema?"

"It's possible; we'll know after using the fiber bronchoscope to take a look shortly."