Chapter 418: with translation of chapter title

410 How to treat?

The surgery ended, Zheng Ren stepped down.

He didn't take off the surgical gown, but waited for Su Yun to fetch the stretcher and lift the patient onto it.

"Su Yun, if after performing the Poncet? syndrome, if psychological treatment is needed later, does Hai Cheng have relevant psychiatrists?" Zheng Ren asked.

"None." Su Yun said: "There aren't many professional psychiatrists nationwide, but I know one in Di Du."

Oh, professional?

It's a kind of special talent; the professional level can be tried, though it's relatively expensive. Su Yun said.

Su Yun's social circle is larger than Zheng Ren's by a galaxy.

Even someone who has come into contact with and understands this rare domestic medical subspecialty.

But think about it: he even understands pet hospitals so well, so contacting a psychiatrist isn't a big deal.

Then I'll tell the patient's family that the patient needs psychological rehabilitation after surgery. Zheng Ren watched the stretcher being pushed away, didn't remove his gloves, and said to Su Yun.

Go ahead, if you want to go just ask me for the number. Su Yun pulled the stretcher, and she and Chu Yanran disappeared at the end of the hallway.

Su Yun, let the patient's father stay, I'll examine him. Zheng Ren forgot to present facts and reason, and shouted loudly.

I didn't forget. The voice came from afar at the doorway around the corner of the operating room.

Zheng Ren moved his shoulder a bit, turned back to look for Director Sun.

Director Sun was spacing out in the corner; the yellow bag in front of him wasn't tied, and a foul smell of old feces could be smelled from afar.

Director Sun, the surgery is done, I'll go brief the family. Zheng Ren called out.

Hearing Zheng Ren call him, Director Sun finally came to his senses, though still a bit confused, he turned his head to look at Zheng Ren.

Huh? What's wrong, Director Sun, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Zheng Ren asked.

"Uh..." Director Sun hesitated a moment, then immediately tied the mouth of the yellow trash bag, stood up, and walked over carrying it, "Little Zheng, your diagnostic level... is high!"

Saying that, Director Sun unstintingly extended his other hand, raised his thumb, and praised.

This is the second time today he's said that; if it were Su Yun, he'd surely be drenched in dog blood from criticism. But Zheng Ren is so generous, hearing Director Sun's unnutritious praise, he just gave a dry laugh.

Hehe.

Polite? What's there to be polite about?

It's the Big Pig Trotter's diagnostic level that's high, not mine.

To be honest, regarding the Poncet? syndrome, Zheng Ren can't recall the relevant literature now. It seems he needs to find an opportunity to read more journals. Zheng Ren watched the raised thumb, Director Sun walking toward him, and spaced out hopelessly.

Director Sun wasn't embarrassed; just now he hadn't even smelled the foul odor, he'd sniffed the open yellow bag for a few minutes, and now his head felt a bit dizzy.

"Little Zheng, my friend, I'll have him admitted to the hospital tomorrow." Director Sun said seriously: "I'll trouble you to help perform the TIPS surgery."

"No trouble at all." Zheng Ren laughed: "Just stay at your place; after surgery we'll regulate hepatic encephalopathy, you guys are more professional."

Director Sun nodded happily.

He felt that before, he had been utterly stupid.

Zheng Ren had that foreigner following him, called Professor Lu Dao... blah blah blah. If he had no ability, how could a foreign professor appear here? Even if we concede ten thousand steps, if Zheng Ren couldn't do it, wouldn't there still be a professor?

As for his friend's side, telling him that City First Hospital has foreign experts coming for exchange, the timing is just right, this favor can also be done solidly.

As for whether the TIPS surgery can succeed, Director Sun is still a bit nervous, but he knows Director Xia.

That woman is overwhelmingly strong; she's clashed with Director Liu who knows how many times, yet never seen her lose the upper hand.

Director Xia rarely praises people, but toward Zheng Ren, she didn't just praise; she sincerely knelt.

Having thought it through, Director Sun then followed Zheng Ren with a cheerful laugh out of the operating room.

Although there is an age difference, and he treats him as the former junior doctor from the neighboring ward, Director Sun didn't put on even a hint of seniority.

The atmosphere was actually quite harmonious; Zheng Ren carried the yellow plastic bag to the operating room door.

"Wang Yutong's family!" Zheng Ren shouted loudly.

Wang Yutong's father immediately appeared before Zheng Ren, his eyes full of worry.

Su Yun hurried to send the patient back, without much explanation, just telling him to wait here; the boss will come shortly to explain the condition.

"Are you Wang Yutong's father?" Zheng Ren asked.

Mm-hmm, I am.

Your daughter has contracted a particularly rare disease. Zheng Ren said.

As soon as he said that, the middle-aged man's face turned deathly pale, as if he'd already heard Zheng Ren say he had removed a huge malignant tumor from his daughter's belly.

The imagined disaster had already nearly shattered his psychological defenses.

Seeing Wang Yutong's father in that state, Zheng Ren quickly smiled, trying to convey a relaxed mood.

Your daughter has a mental illness. Zheng Ren said.

The situation took a turn.

Wang Yutong's father stared blankly for a moment.

"A mental illness?" he asked, puzzled.

Does a mental illness require surgical treatment?

It's called... uh, simply put, Rapunzel syndrome. Zheng Ren said.

"Princess disease..." Wang Yutong's father immediately thought Zheng Ren unreliable; if it weren't for Zheng Ren still wearing the dark green sterile surgical gown, cap and mask, with specks of blood on his sterile gloves, he would have already been angry.

Poncet? syndrome, also called Rapunzel syndrome, patients like to eat their own hair. Hair's main component is keratin; stomach acid and pepsin cannot break down hair, so ingesting it is hard to digest in the stomach. Zheng Ren continued explaining.

One or two strands don't matter; they'd be excreted by the digestive system. But patients with Rapunzel syndrome will ingest large amounts of hair, causing the patient's hair to thin and leading to malnutrition due to digestive obstruction. Zheng Ren said: "Here, it's a mass of hair tangled together forming a fecal stone; take a look, deepen the impression."

Saying that, Zheng Ren opened the yellow bag.

Wang Yutong's father heard it in a haze; at first when he could understand, he was somewhat confused, but when he heard "Poncet? syndrome" and still didn't understand, he began to believe Zheng Ren's explanation.

Not understanding but feeling awed, that's roughly the meaning.

Enduring the smell of several days' old feces, he poked his head over.

Zheng Ren picked up a clump of stone-like feces with hair twisted together and broke it open.

One can clearly see countless fine hairs twisted together, like reinforced concrete, forming a large lump of fecal stone.

Saying a hundred sentences is not as good as seeing it with one's own eyes.

Wang Yutong's father immediately Understanding Zheng Ren's words.

"Doctor, how should it be treated?" He was puzzled.