Chapter 998: 977 Diagnostic Therapy

"Boss, no money." Su Yun took over the silver box, opened it and put the medical records aside, didn't find a card, feeling a bit disappointed.

"You probably don't care much about money, do you?" Zheng Ren brushed his teeth, changed into pajamas, and sat on the bed.

"This shows how much importance is placed on you…… or on us." Su Yun picked up the medical records and lab report, gave them a quick look.

"It's nothing, if you want to see me for treatment, come to Di Du. Tomorrow's surgery, after we finish we'll fly back." Zheng Ren said naturally.

"Still not enough fame." Su Yun felt somewhat emotional, took out a paper from the documents, handed it to Zheng Ren, and said: "Gene mutations encoding the subunit of ion channels have been found in at least 26 subtypes and over 1500 gene mutations; all these tests have been done. Tsk tsk, rich people, this whole set costs at least a few million dollars."

Zheng Ren took the paper, glanced at it, just as he had expected.

"Boss, how are you so sure? Is it just based on clinical symptoms?" Su Yun asked.

Zheng Ren didn't answer that nagging talk, and began to look through various materials.

The materials here are more complete than those given to Wu Lao; I don't know if Wu Lao had seen them before, only the latest data, or for some other reason.

After flipping through, Zheng Ren held the 24-hour dynamic ECG report, pointed to the final segment, and said: "Under normal circumstances, the ECG of Heart Ion Channel Disease shows prolonged QT interval syndrome, short QT interval syndrome, Brugada syndrome, catecholamine-sensitive polymorphic ventricular tachycardia, etc."

"Then what?"

"Here, the ECG goes directly from normal sinus rhythm to a flat line." Zheng Ren said: "When I first saw it, I even somewhat believed it was really those mysterious gu poisons. But after thinking it over repeatedly, although the current ECG does not support the diagnosis, it also cannot rule it out."

"Cut the crap, you wouldn't diagnose Heart Ion Channel Disease just from this, would you?"

"The Xin Ying Ge Lan journal, issue 6 of 2004, page 12, has a clinical overview. It discusses a case of Heart Ion Channel Disease. The patient was hospitalized for other illnesses and happened to have ECG monitoring. During hospitalization, the patient suddenly fell ill, died, and after autopsy, detailed examination revealed genetic alterations."

"Were there no ECG changes before?" Su Yun asked.

"Hmm." Zheng Ren said: "This is a rare disease; an extremely small number of patients show no symptoms at all, directly going into cardiac arrest. This person……"

Speaking, Zheng Ren shook the ECG in his hand, shook his head, "I estimate we've encountered this situation."

"I think explaining it with gu poison or head-lowering ritual would be more acceptable." Su Yun curled his lip with a faint cold smile; obviously Zheng Ren's explanation couldn't convince him.

"That's right." Zheng Ren stood up, began to sort the materials, "If diagnosed as Heart Ion Channel Disease, Shou Bing treatment only needs to implant a cardiac pacemaker. Basically no damage, just a preventive measure."

"What if it isn't?"

"If it isn't, it doesn't matter; assuming it's gu poison or another disease, a cardiac pacemaker would have no effect, so we can just remove it."

"Boss, your attitude is simply not rigorous enough."

"This is Diagnostic Therapy; you haven't done it before?" Zheng Ren looked at Su Yun in surprise.

Su Yun paused for a moment, examined Zheng Ren with a strange gaze.

"This guy, does he really not know the power of the Zou Family in Xianggang, or does he just not care?"

"However, Diagnostic Therapy seems appropriate as well."

"For a doctor, that person from the Zou Family is just a patient; taking it too seriously isn't good either."

"So-called Diagnostic Therapy refers to when a doctor cannot fully determine the condition, and based on experience and reasoning, carries out a treatment measure."

"The effect of the treatment is used to judge whether the doctor's judgment of the condition is correct."

"Have I blindly believed that Zheng Lao Ban can solve all problems? This is quite a bad trend, Su Yun thought silently."

"No one can always be correct; once a mistake happens, it's at least a medical accident."

"In the Mayo Clinic, after undergoing the most advanced medical examinations, if a diagnosis still cannot be made, I think performing Diagnostic Therapy is justified." Zheng Ren explained: "Otherwise, there's really no better option; we could only go to Nanyang to find a gu master to detoxify. I actually think choosing between a gu master and modern science is quite simple."

"……" Su Yun remained silent.

Thinking of those gu masters in movies, especially Thai horror films, Su Yun didn't feel disgusted; instead, he smiled.

"What Zheng Ren said makes sense; it's just a Diagnostic Therapy, what's so hard to choose?"

"Alright, I'm going back to sleep." Su Yun said.

"Tomorrow's comic expo, go quickly and return quickly." Zheng Ren said: "If a patient comes for consultation, I need to do Shou Bing, I'm afraid I won't have time to communicate with them."

Su Yun looked astonished at Zheng Ren, then pursed his lips, saying: "You wouldn't be letting me go just because you saw the patient's daughter running around, would you?"

"Definitely." Zheng Ren laughed: "According to my clinical experience, when encountering girls and women, from 18 to 80, as long as you go and give instructions, the effect will definitely be better than Chang Yue."

"No time, after the comic expo ends I'll go to the airport to meet you." Su Yun had a wooden expression, turned and left.

"Rest early, tomorrow go quickly and return quickly." Zheng Ren, as if he hadn't heard Su Yun's words, continued speaking.

"Bang~" The door being slammed made a huge noise.

Zheng Ren didn't care either, took out his phone, sent a WeChat message to Xie Yiren, saying something about the strange things he encountered in Pengcheng.

After chatting a while, they exchanged good nights, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

……

Early the next morning, Feng Xu Hui knew Zheng Ren had gotten up, and waited early in the breakfast hall.

The breakfast here is good; Mu Tao picked a very nice hotel. Feng Xu Hui didn't do useless work, buying breakfast for Zheng Ren and Su Yun; instead, he came along to eat with them.

After breakfast, Mu Tao's car arrived at the hotel entrance.

Su Yun watched Zheng Ren, Professor Rudolf Wagner, and Feng Xu Hui get into the car, with no intention of going together.

"Su Yun, you're not going?" Mu Tao was somewhat surprised.

"I'm going to the comic expo." Su Yun said.

"……" Mu Tao sighed regretfully.

With such high talent, actually not knowing how to cherish it. Could it be that all geniuses are like this?

What the heck is a comic expo? TIPS Surgery is more attractive.

Come back early, in case yesterday's patient……

"Not going." Su Yun said.

Before setting off, the teacher told me, Mr. Zou had already arrived at the hospital early to wait for Zheng Lao Ban. Mu Tao said.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren froze for a moment, "Su Yun, don't go to the comic expo, get in the car."

Saying that experimental Shou Bing is unreliable, I can't bring myself to say it.

I also can't say it, but comparatively, you have a thicker skin, so it's more suitable for you to say it." Zheng Ren smiled and said.

"" Mu Tao especially not accustomed to the style of Conversation between Zheng Renhe and Su Yun.