"It's not very similar." Zheng Ren said: "Trigeminal neuralgia is a kind of pain that occurs in the distribution area of ​​the trigeminal nerve. The tear-like pain is a bit similar to this pain. However, the pain caused by vision and psychological disorders, and the causes of pain caused by hot water when taking a bath are not similar."

"What are you thinking?" Su Yun saw that the car was flashing and waiting at the door, without thinking, and asked casually.

"I have no thoughts, let's talk about it after seeing you." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, you are very cunning." Su Yun said after getting in the car: "I didn't say anything before. Is it boring to live so cautiously?"

"Not that, my medical history is incomplete. I'm considering whether it's because of the headache caused by some medication she took. The tear-like pain... By the way, is she talking about whether she can see hallucinations with one eye or both eyes?"

"You mean she can see ghosts in her left eye?" Su Yun asked.

The driver today is a woman in her 30s. She was shocked when she heard Zheng Ren and Su Yun chatting.

"Two, can we stop talking about the gods? I am scared when I run the night road." The female driver said quickly.

"Uh... I'm sorry." Zheng Ren said, "I'm anxious to see a patient."

"Patient? Are you doctors?"

"Um."

"The doctor is good. The wind cannot blow and the sun cannot be exposed. Wearing a white coat is respected." The driver kept talking, afraid that the two of them would turn the topic to the left eye and see the ghost.

Su Yun secretly sent Feng Xuhui a WeChat message and asked him if Zhang Xiaohui could see hallucinations with one eye.

After a while, Feng Xuhui sighed and looked surprised.

"Brother Yun, you are so awesome. Can you know this? I haven't asked." Feng Xuhui's WeChat message then sent it.

"Boss guessed." Su Yun replied expressionlessly, then turned off his phone, looked at the flashing neon lights outside the window, and began to think about countless cases in his mind.

Soon, he smiled bitterly.

I'm not doing my cardiothoracic surgery well, and I'm thinking about some headaches here. Isn't this free time?

"The most fear is paroxysmal cerebral vasospasm before the rupture of the intracranial aneurysm." Zheng Ren suddenly said leisurely.

Su Yun was startled.

A ruptured intracranial aneurysm is going to die!

"Boss, ct has an aneurysm?"

"No." Zheng Ren said.

"Uh... I don't have any yarn!" Su Yun was slightly angry.

"What I'm afraid of is a tiny aneurysm, but the patient's symptoms have been on for 19 days, and it's not very similar."

Su Yun ignored Zheng Ren and didn't see the patient now. Everything he said was nonsense.

After experiencing similar diseases several times, Su Yun knew that his boss was unwilling to diagnose patients with mental illness from the bottom of his heart.

So this time he simply didn't think about it. If he saw the patient and all the evidence indicated it was a mental illness, he would talk about it later.

Within a few minutes, the car drove to a community, which was very close to 912. Zheng Ren was a little strange. He sent the address to Su Yun without looking carefully just now.

"Isn't it a school dormitory?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Xiao Feng lives next to the hospital, and it seems that Liu Xiaojie is also here. Boss, what we are going to be in the female workers' dormitory." Su Yun smiled and said, "You are in Haicheng, and you have a lot of perspective looking at the female workers' dormitory."

"..." Zheng Renzhen was unwilling to pay attention to this guy. He opened his mouth and looked through his eyes. The little widow or something was so boring.

Upstairs, Xiao Feng had already opened the door and guarded the stairs.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Feng Xuhui apologized repeatedly.

"What's the matter? It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled and looked around.

Su Yun hugged Feng Xuhui's shoulder and whispered: "Where are you still living in two houses?"

"Brother Yun, I haven't decided yet, don't talk nonsense." Feng Xuhui's face turned a little red.

Zheng Ren smiled in his heart. There is no point in this, and it is probably already progressing. As for the degree of progress, it depends on Feng Xuhui's clinical experience.

clinical……

experience……

If it were Su Yun, it would be fine. Xiao Feng, Zheng Ren wouldn't know.

The two entered the house and changed their shoes. They saw a girl lying on the table with her belly covering her stomach, retching.

The symptoms of vomiting were not serious, and the body was twitching slightly, and Liu Xiaojie was rubbing her head.

"Mr. Zheng, Brother Yun, you are here." Liu Xiaojie greeted, "Please sit down."

"Is she better?" Zheng Ren glanced at the system panel and narrowed his eyes.

"A little better, the symptoms of headache are milder than before, but now I occasionally see strange things." Liu Xiaojie mustered up the courage and did not escape from Zhang Xiaohui.

When it comes to nonsense like seeing ghosts, girls are always scared. Not to mention girls, how many men dare to walk to the cemetery in the middle of the night?

As for the kind of people who dance on the grave, they are all drunks who are drunk.

"Wait, wait until she gets better, I'll ask about my medical history." Zheng Ren said.

Wait until she gets done... this is so strange.

Su Yun also knew that it was difficult for patients to cooperate at this time. It was not a surgical emergency, so there was no hurry.

About twenty minutes later, Zhang Xiaohui slowly got better. She was weak and leaned against Liu Xiaojie and sobbed slightly.

Zheng Ren saw that there were food on the table and two pairs of chopsticks, which should have been packed by Liu Xiaojie or ordered takeaway.

"I'm better? I'm a 912 doctor. Can you find out what you feel uncomfortable?" Zheng Ren asked gently.

"You are Mr. Zheng, please trouble you." Zhang Xiaohui said while sobbing.

Zheng Ren walked to the table, sat opposite Zhang Xiaohui, looked her in the eyes, and asked, "When you were sick recently, was the pain worse or lighter."

"I feel it's getting heavier, and the pain lasts longer and longer, but the number of times seems to be less." Zhang Xiaohui said.

"Please look at me." Zheng Ren's tone was still very gentle, but there was an unquestionable smell in his words.

Zhang Xiaohui raised her head blankly and looked at Zheng Ren with tears in her eyes, feeling pitiful.

Su Yun was having fun watching, sat aside, and watched the boss's consultation with great interest.

This kind of question is obviously of profound meaning. But Su Yun has many speculations on why, but he cannot be sure of it.

"The pain is severely worse, but the number of times decreases, that's it." Zheng Ren asked.

Zhang Xiaohui nodded.

"I heard from Xiao Feng that you will have all kinds of strange reactions when the pain occurs. Can you tell me?"

"I..." Zhang Xiaohui hesitated a little, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "When it hurts now, the right eye will be blind and you can't see anything. Every time the pain is, it's like a pair of hands pulling me and tearing me apart."
Chapter completed!