"Boss Zheng, why can't I feel the special aura on you?" Master Yan was concerned about this matter. "In ancient language, strange people have strange images. Today I missed it."

"Boss, are you sure? I'll touch it." Su Yun was curious and walked over and said.

"Here, there are nodules on the scalp and nodules-like swelling temporal artery, which are very typical signs." Zheng Ren touched a certain position with his finger and asked Su Yun to see it.

Master Yan was stunned.

I have been in the world for decades. No matter where I go, as long as I reveal my identity, who would not treat me with courtesy?

But why did he become a patient today? It is still the kind of rare disease, the kind that a doctor called to others after seeing it?

Su Yun touched his finger at the position where Zheng Ren had just touched, and said, "It is true that the temporal artery is pulsating weakly and has nodules and surges. Considering temporal artery inflammation and visual impairment caused by insufficient blood supply. Huh? No, why do you feel that there is a malformation in the temporal artery?"

"The deformity is not considered a small blood clot formed after stenosis." Zheng Ren said, "It has been a long time, and I don't know if the blood clot can be removed."

"Is it the same as Sister Lin?" Su Yun asked.

"Absolutely." Zheng Ren said: "But Sister Lin was in time at that time, and the blood vessels were opened quickly, and the impact was almost zero. Although the old man's this was not completely blocked, there was no way to operate."

"You can't have surgery." Su Yun was a little disappointed.

In his opinion, the surgery was clean and neat. However, the internal medicine treatment was much slower to recover and could not have immediate results.

Zheng Ren also knew what he was thinking, but the condition was here, so he couldn't do it by saying that he had surgery.

How to treat it depends on the patient's condition in the end.

You said, I said, both of you had already told you about the surgery.

"Boss Zheng, wait a moment." Song Ying smiled bitterly and said, "What's the disease?"

"Giant cell arteritis, the cause of this disease is unknown. The biggest risk factor for the occurrence of giant cell arteritis is age. It never occurs before the age of 50. The incidence of giant cell arteritis has steadily increased after the age of 50." Zheng Ren said.

"The older you get, the more likely you get this disease?"

"Generally speaking, this is the case, and I don't know how to prevent it. But don't worry, you can go to the hospital if you have any problems. As long as you have better Grade A hospitals, you can diagnose it." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"..." Master Yan sat on the chair without saying a word.

"Heart is the main manifestation of giant cells invading the temporal artery and causing temporal artery inflammation." Zheng Ren continued: "It is generally tension pain in one or both sides of the temporal, forehead or occipital, or superficial burning pain, or severe pain in the onset of tear-like pain.

The skin in the painful area is red and swollen, with compression and tenderness, and sometimes it can pave the scalp nodules or nodules-like superficial temporal artery, etc..”

Speaking of this, Zheng Ren paused and asked, "Master Yan? Go to the hospital together?"

Going to the hospital now?

Song Ying smiled bitterly and looked at Zheng Ren.

He is really a doctor, and he doesn't want more than treating the disease.

The person who is being investigated is a famous local master.

People like Earth Masters may not know anything in their lifetime if they don’t know it. But those who know it are basically wealthy and noble people. They regard Earth Masters as guests of honor and give guidance on Yin and Yang and Feng Shui.

But in Boss Zheng's eyes, nothing counts, it's just a patient.

This is considered disrespectful to Master Yan.

However, judging from Master Yan's attitude towards Boss Zheng, the things that were a little worried before have long disappeared.

But is it really appropriate for Boss Zheng to regard Master Yan as a patient?

"Go to the hospital to see it? Master Yan?" Zheng Ren said softly, feeling like he was talking to a master in a restaurant.

"Can it be cured?" Master Yan thought for a while and asked softly.

"I can't guarantee it, but I can give it a try." Zheng Ren said.

Master Yan didn't think too much, so he stood up and said, "Then go and have a look."

"Master..." the young man suddenly said.

"how?"

"If you want to have surgery, do you need to say something to your senior brother?"

"I'm not so confused yet, what do you want to say to him? And didn't Boss Zheng say that there is no need to undergo surgery?" Although Master Yan was thin and dry, he had a romantic temperament when he raised his hands and feet.

He reached out and gently hit the boy's head, saying, "You are frivolous in your work, and Boss Zheng doesn't listen carefully to anything you say."

The boy stopped talking and followed him silently.

"Everything is done." Master Yan bowed and said to Zheng Ren.

"A trivial matter, do vascular Doppler first. Can I have surgery? Let's talk about it after it is done." Zheng Renke said politely.

The dinner that was originally prepared was omitted.

After driving back to 912, Su Yun first contacted the hospitalization officer on duty in the B Super Room.

There is no vascular ultrasound at night. If you want to have a test immediately, you need to say hello first.

However, Zheng Ren can do it himself, just turn on the machine, which is not a big deal. Anyway, there is no need to queue up and not occupying personnel, which is all a trivial matter.

Master Yan was content with the circumstances and did not stubbornly reject Zheng Ren's request.

I don’t know if he wanted to continue to observe and find out why he recognized the wrong person, or the contents of the letter sent by Song Mo.

Transcranial Doppler showed that the flow rate of bilateral ocular artery and right superficial temporal artery was significantly slowed down, and the temporal artery was initially diagnosed as temporal artery artery.

"Old sir, are you going to go home for treatment or stay in the imperial capital?" Zheng Renke asked politely.

"I finished reading it, but I just saw it." Master Yan said with a smile: "Go back, please write me some treatment."

"I thought you didn't believe in Western medicine."

"I believe in you, it has nothing to do with traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine." Master Yan said with a smile, and followed Zheng Ren out of the Color Doppler room.

His pace is steady and he can't tell that he is 84 years old. The most important thing is that he can't see things in his eyes, which will have any impact on him.

This old man is also a strange man, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

"Su Yun, please remember it for me." Zheng Ren said.

"Oh, wait." Su Yun went to borrow a pen and paper, made a gesture, and Zheng Ren began to say: "Dexamethasone 10mg is intravenously dripped once a day, apply B vitamins, and pay attention to controlling blood sugar."

Su Yun wrote this and handed the a4 paper in his hand to the young man beside Master Yan.

"It's over?" the boy asked in surprise.

"Yes, what else do you want to use?" Su Yun said.

"Isn't it just taking vitamins orally and taking hormones?" the boy said disdainfully.

It seems that he also knows a little about medical treatment.

"It's not a serious illness, these treatments are enough." Su Yun patted the a4 paper into the boy's hand and said, "Go back and follow the treatment written here and report the condition on time."
Chapter completed!