Chapter 520: 512 Years of Rich Clinical Experience

"Boss, how can you be so timid!" The two returned to the emergency ward; along the way, Su Yun began to nag.

"Not timid, what else do you want? Fight?" Zheng Ren laughed.

"I really want to beat him up."

"I think in the capital, during that black umbrella incident, you were quite agile." Zheng Ren's thoughts leapt, recalling that event in the capital, "Have you trained?"

"I, flawless, must be impeccable from every angle." Su Yun's black hair fluttered before his forehead, extraordinarily handsome.

Zheng Ren laughed ha-ha, shook his head, said nothing.

Su Yun also knew what he was laughing at him about, glared angrily at Zheng Ren, and finally his pent-up anger turned into a sigh.

Could we really start fighting? Nonsense……

After walking a few steps, approaching the emergency ward, Su Yun suddenly asked: "Boss, is it really a metal allergy? How did you diagnose it?"

"Relying on my years of rich clinical experience."

Seeing Zheng Ren spout nonsense with a straight face, Su Yun felt the punchlines piling up, about to strike precisely, but Zheng Ren had already hurried back to the ward.

After a morning of fuss, with noon quitting time approaching, little time remained.

At noon I still had an appointment with Sister Zhao for a 64-slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction; Zheng Ren's plan to read was ruined.

Just returned to the emergency ward, Feng Xu Hui quietly followed in.

Two Sinopec fuel cards, handed to Zheng Ren.

Feng Xu Hui wore an apologetic expression, saying: "Chief Zheng, it's all my carelessness, truly sorry."

These words left Zheng Ren startled.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked, puzzled.

"I should have thought of this beforehand; how could I trouble you?" Feng Xu Hui felt immense guilt, self-reproaching: "Here are two fuel cards, each with a thousand yuan. Chief Zheng, don't be polite—this is what's due."

"……" Zheng Ren used to be just a junior doctor, unaware how suppliers precisely flatter department heads, so this was unfamiliar to him.

"I unilaterally got a Sinopec fuel card. Sinopec's fuel is mostly imported, good quality, anti-knock. PetroChina's is domestically produced, quality relatively poorer." Seeing Zheng Ren stunned, Feng Xu Hui quickly changed the subject, afraid Zheng Ren would toss the extra card at him.

Zheng Ren also couldn't be bothered to act pretentious over a thousand yuan with Feng Xu Hui.

Consumables costing several thousand or even tens of thousands are used as said; this thousand yuan doesn't matter.

Moreover, Feng Xu Hui is unlike patients; he's long been seeking favors from me, so I accepted. Being pretentious over a thousand-yuan fuel card is pointless.

"Thanks." Zheng Ren smiled.

Feng Xu Hui breathed a sigh of relief; the worst scenario he'd imagined didn't happen.

Yesterday evening he returned and reported to Manager Ma that Professor Rudolf Wagner needed someone to accompany him to Germany; that side fell silent immediately.

Feng Xu Hui is simply too capable, his luck also unusually good—how could he get the product abroad so quickly?

Not just any hospital, but one of the affiliated hospitals of Heidelberg University, among Europe's largest medical centers!

Really saw a ghost.

Manager Ma was also stunned then; he didn't reply to Feng Xu Hui, just silently hung up the phone, pondering the news carefully.

Seeing no response from Manager Ma's side, Feng Xu Hui also felt a bit uneasy.

Coincidentally, Zheng Renxian transferred a thousand yuan for me to run errands, so Feng Xu Hui unilaterally issued two fuel cards.

"Su Yun……"

"Don't call me." Su Yun lowered his head, playing with his phone, fundamentally not wanting to talk to Zheng Ren this guy.

Zheng Ren acted as if he hadn't heard, continuing: "At noon go find Sister Zhao for the two patients' 64-slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction. Want to give it a try?"

"Tch, I won't try." Su Yun scoffed, "You just want to dump all the work on me so you can relax. I'm not stupid; I've already mastered the 64-slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction, no need for your teaching."

Zheng Ren also felt helpless; Su Yun said he'd seen it, probably just seen it. But he didn't want to do it, and he had no good way.

Having dumped the research work onto Su Yun this guy, Zheng Ren also felt a bit embarrassed.

No choice, had to do it myself.

Seeing Zheng Ren silent, Su Yun gloated, his hand speed seemingly up by 100 APM, "Back then you yourself said the operator performing the 64-slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction yields the best results."

Su Yun still didn't forget to add another jab.

"I know." Zheng Ren waved his hand, feeling somewhat upset inside.

Still too few people; I also want to do surgery, date Xie Yiren, read books—time can't be stretched……

Worried.

"Boss, tell me how you judged that patient's IUD allergy?" In the midst of my worries, Su Yun butted in, grinning cheekily to ask.

He deliberately didn't lower his voice; in the office, Chang Yue, Zhong Min, Yang Lei, etc., pricked up their ears.

Who doesn't love gossip? An IUD? Could Chief Zheng be having an affair?

Though everyone knows this idea is unreliable, it keeps surfacing in the heart.

"What can't be judged? The patient is over thirty, usually uses a copper IUD. Symptoms are mild, intermittent, frequent, and all tests show no abnormality, so we just guess however we like."

"Chief Zheng, if the IUD caused allergy, it should be constant." Zhong Min wondered, asking.

"I once encountered a patient with allergic angioedema, respiratory distress admitted." Su Yun then perked up, began gossiping: "After emergency desensitization treatment, we started seeking the allergen. Guess what it is?"

"Seafood."

"Pollen."

"Rice!"

Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun, seeing him smug, felt a stir, and offhand said: "Antihypertensive drugs."

"……" Su Yun was dumbfounded.

He never imagined Zheng Ren's offhand remark would hit the correct answer.

This happened when he was in graduate school, an emergency case. The patient often had allergies; after onset, he self-administered desensitization meds, delaying treatment, arriving at the hospital almost suffocating.

After rescue, the patient's symptoms eased; thus identifying the allergen became paramount.

An old professor spent 4 hours asking about every trivial detail of the patient's life, then looked up English journals and found a case of allergy to that oral antihypertensive medication the patient was taking.

Later, after the patient switched from the oral antihypertensive drug they had been taking for over ten years, the allergy symptoms never appeared again.

Some allergies are like this, with subtle changes in the body's condition. Both the intrauterine contraceptive device and the oral antihypertensive medication release allergens every day, but only occasionally do they trigger an acute outbreak.

To explain the principle behind this would be equivalent to rereading immunology, physiology, and other medical textbooks.

Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren in astonishment and asked doubtfully, "Did you guess that?"

"Years of rich clinical experience." Zheng Ren said lightly.